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The golden light breaks through the horizon. At the beginning of a new day, the smooth linear sand dunes are endless. Liu Rui slowly opens his eyes. He hasn't slept so deeply for a long time, and even his brain is empty for a time. He stretches his lower arms and legs, and his eyes inadvertently look at a pair of kind eyes.

Liu Yao!

His father, whom he just knew, was looking at him kindly. The expression on Liu Rui's face was stiff. The picture before he fell asleep appeared in his mind. He immediately jumped up, and this action threw his coat on the sand.

Liu Rui can see clearly that the coat was still on Liu Yao last night. Oh, do you think this warm action just wants to move you? Liu Rui reaches for his coat and just wants to say that he suddenly realizes that something is wrong. He immediately turns his head and looks at Liu Yao.

The golden sunlight comes from the horizon, passes through Liu Yao's body and falls into Liu Rui's eyes. He has to narrow his eyes. How can it be like this? More and more sunlight penetrates through Liu Yao's body. In the rising sunlight, Liu Yao's body becomes more and more transparent, and finally merges with the sunlight, until Liu Rui's eyes only become dazzling sunlight.

No, it's not true. Liu Rui shakes his head. What he sees is not true. He doesn't believe what he sees must be light and shadow synthesis technology. It's not difficult.

"Come out, you come out, Liu Yao, how do you want to design me this time? Why don't you come out? "

Liu Rui turns to look around. More and more liquid falls from his eyes. He doesn't believe what he sees. How can it be like this? It must not be true. He wants to find Liu Yao, the father who cheated him for so many years, the father who personally sent his grandson and his son to hell last night!

"Ah Holding the coat tightly in both hands, Liu Rui looks up and shouts in pain, which is not true.

"It's true. He died last night."

Yuhai sees Liu Rui in agony. He can't help but show up. The reason why he didn't die until this morning is that Liu Yao wants to have a last look at his son. Yuhai can't figure out Liu Yao's thoughts and many ideas.

"No, it's not true. You tell me, Yuhai, it's not true. Isn't he very powerful? He lived for so many years and cheated me for so many years. Why did he die suddenly? What happened, Yuhai? Please tell me

Liu Rui rushes to Yuhai and grabs his clothes. His eyes are red. He can't believe it. "

Yuhai doesn't know what to say to Liu Rui, but he just looks at him. Sadness spreads in his blue eyes:" he is also a good father and loves you very much, but he can't express it clearly. Maybe he doesn't want you to see the last helplessness of his life. He asks me to take care of you, Liu Rui. Can I have a look at your chest? "

Liu Yao said last night that the amount of sacrifice depends on the brand of his chest. Yesterday, when Liu Rui was hanging upside down under the waterfall, Yuhai saw his exposed chest, and there was nothing there.

Chest? Liu Rui lowers his head and unties his clothes. When did his fingers tremble? Last night, when Liu Rui changed his clothes, he clearly remembered that there was a yellow animal shadow on his chest, which was more lifelike than the tattoo, as if he was alive. Liu Rui had never seen this animal shadow before. How could it be like this? Liu Rui tried to erase the pattern, but no matter how he wiped it, the pattern was still bright, but his skin was red and bleeding.

Yu Hai also saw the Yellow animal shadow. It seems that what Liu Yao said is true.

"The brand really appeared." Yuhai looks at Liu Rui with a complicated look and is not sure whether to tell him what Liu Yao said last night. In the end, Yuhai only says: "you took over your father's position."

"You mean Liu Rui suddenly looks up at Yu Hai. He not only shakes his hands, but also starts to shake his legs. He almost wants to stand unsteadily and step back. No, he doesn't want to take over that position. He just wants to be himself.

But it's not something Liu Rui can choose. He feels that his brain suddenly aches. His clothes fall on the sand and he can't stand any more. His legs bend and he kneels down on the sand. His headache becomes more and more intense, which makes Liu Rui totally unbearable. In the past, even if he didn't take the bullet from his thigh bone with anesthetic, he never frowned. Now Liu Rui's head is constantly pounding To the sand to ease the pain.

After all, Yuhai can't see it. He raises his hand and gently drops a layer of water waves on Liu Rui's body, trying to alleviate his pain. However, the water waves sink into the sea like gravel, without any ripples or even a splash. This is beyond Yuhai's expectation. He wants to hear a voice behind him again.

"It's no use. It's a blood brand inheritance, unless you burn all his blood."

Xuanye coldly reminds Wan Yuhai that his eyes sweep around. He doesn't see a Dai or feel the location of a Dai. Xuanye's pupil color deepens and his eyes finally fall on the clothes on the sand. It's Liu Yao's coat. How can it be here? Did Liu Yao come last night? Dark night's line of sight turns to see to feather sea.

In Xuanye's penetrating vision, Yuhai nods. He tells Xuanye what happened last night, including Liu Rui's replacement of Liu Yao and becoming the successor of the curse. He just doesn't know whether Liu Rui's brand memory will be restored or how much.There's something like this. Xuanye slowly raises his right hand and puts it on Liu Rui's head. It's animal like. The strong black awn is surging to completely cover Liu Rui. Yuhai holds his breath and looks at it. He knows that Xuanye is helping Liu Rui.

Xuanye is helping Liu Rui and getting what he wants to know, but this time without a Dai's help, Liu Rui's body has a mysterious force to protect Liu Rui's consciousness. Xuanye can't see anything, but he doesn't get nothing. He takes his hand back from Liu Rui's head, and Xuanye's eyes become colder and colder.

At this time, the sun has risen and the hot waves are raging in the desert. Liu Rui slowly opens his eyes and looks up at the dark night standing in front of him. There is no fluctuation in his silent eyes.

Xuanye doesn't care. He looks away and sees dozens of figures coming from the helicopter. Xuanye lazily asks, "Liu Rui, or Xuanyuan's puppet?"

"It doesn't make any difference." Liu Rui's voice is not the cadence before, but the mechanical rigidity. He slowly stands up, arranges his clothes in an orderly way, and then turns to face dozens of figures in front of him.

PA, those figures salute Liu Rui. Liu Rui nods his head slightly. Without looking at the sea of feathers, he walks to the place where the helicopter lands surrounded by these figures.