Holy Wings

The next day, Yinchen woke up from a deep sleep, the smell of the sea breeze on his clothes had already drifted away, and the figure of Huangquan in his memory disappeared completely, as if he had never been this person in his life.

Silver dust with a blank mind, staring straight at the ceiling, everything is back on track, he is still lonely, still strong, the unbearable fragility was sealed together with that memory, and the heart melted by the warm current was wrapped in Wannianxuan again. Bing, together with all his emotions, were buried in the inexplicably disappearing memory.

Barefoot, he stood by the window, looking into the distance, but he didn't know what he was looking at.

A black pearl fell by his feet, he picked up the strange pearl, the pearl lying in his palm shone strangely in the sun, the deep black deeply attracted the soul of man, suddenly a A scorching heat burned Yinchen's palm, and the heat spread to the heart along the nerves.

This is?

Yinchen held it tightly, but the feeling disappeared in an instant, and when he opened his hand, it was still the bead, but it no longer glowed, it was just an ordinary pearl that could no longer be ordinary.

Somehow, Yin Chen felt that this bead was very important to him, and he wore it around his neck, which was the place closest to his heart.

It was also his last temperature.

After that day, Yinchen never laughed or cried again, whether in front of people or behind people, his emotions have been completely buried in that piece of blue, and even he has forgotten that it ever existed .

Without emotion, there is no bondage.

He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the practice, and in addition to his natural talent, after decades of practice, his magic power was already comparable to that of the Heavenly Emperor.

His ability has been recognized by the entire temple, but his indifference makes people daunting. Even if he just inadvertently caught his sight, there is an illusion of being frozen in an instant.

So he rightfully became the Archangel of the Temple.

However, in the eyes of more people, he is nothing more than an emotionless monster.

In recent years, the Heavenly Emperor has seen Yin Chen's growth, and the Heavenly Emperor is also worried about him who has completely frozen himself, but isn't he creating all this by himself?

The ghostly sighs often echoed in the ears of the Emperor of Heaven, forcing him to ask himself again and again, is it really wrong to do that?

But never got an answer.

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Time never stops.

By the time Huang Quan defeated the evil king, I don't know how many years had passed. The immature young man at that time had turned into a heroic young man.

In a few days it will be his coming-of-age ceremony, and after that, he will be the master of this dark palace, the king of evil heaven.

This day is finally coming, I can finally walk out of the dark hall, I can finally see you, my beautiful holy angel, the source of motivation that has supported me for a long time, Silver Dust.

After so many years, he found that he had fallen in love with Yinchen deeply, and the love he had at the beginning was not taken away by time, but was burned into the bone marrow even more deeply.As time went by, my feelings for him deepened.

I'm coming out, Little Silver.I'm strong enough, no one can stop me...

ENDIF

Writer's words:

I don't want to review at all, why is it swollen?The exam is about to take place, and I am about to fail the exam... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Going crazy!