Kingdom’s Bloodline

Under the rising moon, Rolf anxiously galloped through the birch forest after nightfall.

In order to maintain balance, the "J"-shaped elastic steel prosthesis of the Ghost with the Wind has a very large contact area. Walking on flat ground always has a strange touch, but unexpectedly, the wide contact area makes him feel better. It is easier to move forward in the snow, especially when he is controlling the wind, it is almost as smooth as walking on the snow.

But Rolf has never had any experience in snow tracking, nor has he ever lived in the north full of unmelted snow—only seasonal sporadic snowfall can be seen in the central area of ​​the stars, and in the long and narrow Comus Union, the southeast The five city-states in China are even more dry and warm—this brought great trouble to his tracking, even though he was the first person to catch up with Serena's carriage and immediately pursue it.

The ability to control the wind allows Rolf to go with the wind in the narrow and crowded Red Square Street, like a fish in water, and his speed is not much less in the dense birch forest.

But he had to find the boy.

!No! False! Novel w.qul. The boy who gave the Wind Walker a new life.

Rolf passed through a forest and saw a flat snow field ahead.

His gaze suddenly froze!

The ghost with the wind shook and landed on the snow.

Under the moonlight, a coquettish woman wrapped in a cloak relaxed her hand.

A seven or eight-year-old boy with his hands tied behind his back slipped from her fingers without any response, and landed on the snow like a murdered prey.

like a statue.

That coquettish and seductive person turned around slightly, licked his tongue at Rolf, and showed a weird smile.

No.

Rolf knelt down on the snow in disbelief, stretching his hands tremblingly towards the boy with closed eyes.

Not breathing.

There is no heartbeat.

No pulse.

No.

that boy.

That grown-up boy.

The boy who gave the choice.

The boy rescued from the depths of despair.

The amazing boy who taught him phonics and sign language communication.

died.

No.

Rolf raised his head, half of his face was hidden behind the silver mask, and his expression could not be discerned.

"Already?" Serena Corleone tilted her head and blinked charmingly. Did you come to find Little Thales? "Wu Cuo Novel Network does not skip words.

Rolf clenched his fists and stood up slowly, staring at the enchanting and charming girl with eyes full of resentment and anger.

"Sorry, he fell asleep." Serena giggled:

"Come find him again in the next life."

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up on the flat ground,

Serena's expression changed!

The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

The snowflakes around Rolf were blown, and his whole body was blown.

The Wind Follower stared at Serena.

He doesn't know how strong this one is.

But he will do his best to make the other party pay the price.

In this way, a debt owed to the boy.

Just pay it off.

But just the next moment, Rolf was shocked:

He was stiff.

Can't move.

What's going on?

Yes... he rolled his eyes... this?

Serena let out a joyful laugh, and her eyes never left Rolf, maintaining the pressure of 'pausing gaze'.

"The children of today," she pouted her lips and shook her head as if distressed, nodded her eyes, looked at Rolf who was stiff in place, and said with a tsk:

"Don't you use your brain to fight?"

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Too dark.

so dark.

Can't feel it.

There is no space either.

Suddenly lit up?

It's too bright, it's dazzling.

These are... memories?

So many memories.

Familiar or unfamiliar scenes flashed before his eyes.

Chaos.

In the end, only the messy voice remains:

【Central limit theorem provides enough basis for our random sampling... Don't be distracted! If you learn this well, at least you can go to the market research departments of various companies after graduation...]

This is?

["Xi Ren,

If you came to a different world waiting to be saved, would you become stronger, farm, climb technology, and compete for hegemony... would you want to change it? "Wu Cuo Novel Network does not skip words." Forget it, social changes have always been unpredictable...unless I am a creator god..." "Well, conclusion: it is meaningless to ask you this question. "What's the matter with your contemptuous eyes?" \