Chapter 1117:

"Oh, so you are here." Lilias then moved her gaze down blankly and looked at Bai Ji's face. Those eyes that had lost their lustre and luster made Bai Ji feel hard to breathe, as if a big stone was pressed in her heart, and the dull and uncomfortable feeling left her empty.

"Why have your face all over?" Bai Ji tried to remove Lilias's arm that covered her face.

"Yeah, don't, don't be like this." For the first time in her life, Lilias brought the bitterness and helplessness of begging and frustration in her words. "Ah, the strength is so great in a blink of an eye, my mother can't beat you anymore, she really has grown up." Bai Ji will leave me a bit of care, and finally, mother's care.

Bai Ji's movements were stagnant. In the storm, Lilias's voice flickered like a swaying candle, and the extinguishment seemed to be only a moment.

Camel; only the last straw was crushed to death.

"Even if it's me, I still want to keep my face in front of my daughter and keep a face in front of my daughter. Don't look at my current appearance... Lilias used a long tap to cover her face, and her voice stopped. Shaking uncontrollably.

Bai Ji silently retracted her hand and listened carefully to every word and sentence Lilias said.

The howling of the storm became the tone of parting from the sun, the thunder and the sound of rain became louder.

"After so many years, you always deliberately run counter to what I said. Today, it's time to listen to me." Qian Lias gently stroked Bai Ji's face.

"Live well, live, as the continuation of the blood clan, and also as the continuation of mine. Go fast, leave here, and go as far as possible. At this point, don't get involved with foreign powers, and don't cough." Yass's tone increased, and finally she couldn't stop choking on a bright red for several lifetimes.

"Understood, don’t try to save me from those foreign gods, don’t believe a word of my current appearance. "Nothing can teach me, I know very well that the ancestor **** sacrifice is using you as a gunman. Once you go , I can't look back anymore.

"On the mainland, the four eras have not escaped their domination. It is better than the paladin Bai Ming, and the ancient queen Sulanya can only be played by them in applause.

"Nowadays, the powerful empires of the elves, the human federation, and the new Gulan are gradually declining. The continent is riddled with sore holes. You, a lost blood queen, can't beat them.

"Can you promise me, don't fight with them, you can't fan it." Amidst the sound of rain, Lilia made to Bai Ji the first and possibly the last request of her.

May I? ‘Lilias grabbed Bai Ji’s hand tightly. "Well, her voice is hoarse, like an old man who has fallen into age.

We promise you. "Bai Ji's voice is flat and without ups and downs." We won't take the initiative to provoke them, but if they come to provoke us, then we can't have the final say. "

"You

"Lilias smiled bitterly." It's still not calm enough, just like me before. "I remember, it seems that there is nothing wrong with me. I still have nothing to do." Lilias thought hard, tone With a few traces of eagerness, she thought hard, and finally remembered at the last minute.

"Oh, by the way, Bai Ji, in my pocket."

Bai Ji realized that she took out a small box from Lias's pocket.

"Open it and take a look.

Bai Ji opened the box, and it contained neither luxurious and valuable jewels nor finely crafted silk. It was just a sweater that was folded and slightly wrinkled.

"Happy birthday, Bai Ji." Lilia Siqiang grinned. "It’s your fourth birthday in three weeks. I may not be able to celebrate your birthday. I’m here to wish you a happy birthday." This sweater is ugly and it didn’t take long to learn the craft. The knitting is not good, you won’t Dislike it, Bai Ji didn't speak, she just held her sweater like this and looked at Lilias quietly. In the storm, water droplets fell down her cheeks.

"There is not enough time. I only knit this sweater halfway. There are still many rough places like the things I have done in my life. I always make things too extreme, and there is no beginning.

"If I overdo it and hurt your heart, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it. After all, it's the first time I believe in my mother. I don't know how to give you the full expectations.

"Will you forgive me.

In the gust of wind, Bai Jixun nodded invisibly.

"Although the process is wrong,

Fortunately, the result was right,

I'm very lucky Bai Ji, you have always been my pride, once you were, you are now, and you will be in the future.

"This Guangdong is probably the ancestor who came to pick me up." Lilias' voice was suddenly full of hope in the rainstorm, but where did the light and hope come from the storm? Except for the violent wind and the roar of thunder, there is only the black mist with no end in sight.

Where is the dawn of hope?

"Probably, my radium sensation," Lilias said bitterly. "As soon as the soul is open, how could there be a first person to pick me up, it's a pity that I can't continue to look at you like this... Lilias Holding Bai Ji's face, she could feel the strength being drawn away from her body little by little.

"But don’t worry, I won’t worry about you. Even if what’s waiting for me is nothingness, I’ll be in the nothingness of the dark sky. Hei Mo is for you" silently, for you

"Boom!" The flash of thunder divided the dark sky into two, and the violent buildings were reflected pale, and at this moment the heavy rain was pouring...Emperor Sister! "The person who followed up happened to see this scene of turbulent wind and rain, and stopped involuntarily.

Bai Ji held a girl who looked very similar to her in her arms. The two white-haired girls hugged each other. It should be said that Bai Ji was holding the girl who had ceased activities and let the wind and rain turned into a sculpture.

Everyone looked at this scene with complicated expressions.

The kinsmen knelt down on one knee, offering their devotion to the ancestor queen. The elders bowed their heads and said nothing. The rain wet their hair. Duke Delan looked up to the sky and sighed and sighed. At this moment, he seemed to be old. Twenties.

The flowers in the city froze in the heavy rain.

There is a day when the flowers bloom again, and people are no longer young, and everything passes away with the wind and rain like a flower hat at the end of this day.

The curtain call in the heavy rain is also a silent farewell, no one takes it.

The heavy rain outside the window has been going on for several days, no matter what the rain is, the gloomy sky still covers every corner of the world like the original black mist.

The lower terrain was completely submerged by the rain, but the rain still didn't mean to stop, as if to sink the world into the endless deep sea.

The flood of war finally ushered in the grievances of the gods, and mortals were punished by the gods for their actions.

Under the sea, the entrance to the sky was opened, and countless creatures that shouldn't belong to this world broke into the wide-open Barland. They wrecked and challenged the cognition of mortals.

The end is coming, and in the panic of everyone's self-defeating fate, there is no order, and the moral bottom line is broken again and again.

The heads of state were paralyzed and banditry was rampant. The city-states cast by civilized people were being destroyed by their own hands. The mobs who had lost their moral and legal restraints rushed for the film in order to survive.

The weak producers became the first objects to be photographed. They lamented and begged the people who broke into their homes] wanton and stubborn people, but no one had mercy. The former presided over justice, but would also join in the shooting, for fear of coming late.

After the poor peasants who had accumulated surplus food were sold out, the calm did not last long, and the chaotic city state without producers soon appeared to rob him.

There will be the first time and the second time, and when this behavior is not stopped and punished in time, more people will follow suit.

It takes time, the kingdoms are in chaos, the food crisis is coupled with the panic-stricken people.

The upper-level clansmen were busy packing up soft supplies and fled, and the people were unwilling to become the stepping stones for the clansmen. As chaos and conflicts intensified, the army responsible for enforcing the laws rebelled and the national royal family was completely paralyzed.

Under internal and external troubles, the kingdom swayed repeatedly on the verge of collapse and collapse.

Under the trend of disintegration, the mainland is falling apart, chaos is constantly growing, the ruling class is declining, and various civil armed forces and gangs are becoming more and more prosperous.

Each kingdom declared its extinction, and the main reason for its extinction came entirely from themselves.

The monsters have not even landed ashore, and the mere indirect influence has completely collapsed various countries on the mainland.

The same races are fighting for the right to live, not to mention the tribes of trolls with sturdy folk customs. Wars and bloodshed continue to breed.

With the collapse of one country after another, the economic chain of the mainland collapsed, and the chaotic countries indirectly affected those countries that were able to stabilize the situation, and the panic spread throughout Baland.

The powerful and armed wealthy businessmen and responsible clans naturally obtained the right to survive, and the sturdy urban gangsters were also in trouble at this disorderly moment.

Civilization seems to have regressed back to the world where the weak eats the strong, or that the nature of this world is like this, it hasn't changed.