Online Game: Evil Dragon Against The Heaven Chapter 742: The sound of dusk

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Chapter 742 The Sound of Dusk

I bought dozens of Heavenly Star City back to the city and a Heavenly Star City distribution map in the city, long and hurried ...

Illusion?

"No ... want ... go ... please ... help ... us ..."

No ... not an illusion!

This time, every word of Ye Tianxie is clearly heard. That was indeed the sound that sounded in his mind. While he was concentrating on finding the source of the sound, he felt a slight throb of a chest ... "Seven-colored Twilight" was actually shaking slightly.

Is it actually making a sound? Ye Tianxie's mind flashed the possibility of seemingly absurd.

He stretched out his hand, dived into his clothes, and tried Seven-colored Twilight ... It was indeed trembling, and it seemed to release a strange breath enough to disturb his mind.

"Oh? Xiantian, have you forgotten what you said to me?" Seeing Ye Tianxie suddenly stopped there, Heavenly Star City Lord took the first two steps, said with a faint smile.

"Oh, no, just thought of something, and suddenly distracted, then ... farewell." Ye Tianxie shook his head, said goodbye to Heavenly Star City Lord again, and walked out.

"Don't go!"

Ye Tianxie just took a step, and the sound rang out in his mind again, and it was more rapid and intense than before. Ye Tianxie's footsteps stopped again, he was startled, and he tried to respond with intention: "Who are you?"

"My name ... called ... dusk ... please ... save the dawn ..."

"..." dusk? Even if I guessed, after hearing this voice, I admit that Ye Tianxie heart is still turbulent. This clearly means that within the Seven-colored Twilight, there has always been the soul of the dusk that died that year, and it has never completely dissipated ... Today, he actively uttered a voice to him.

"Dawn ... Only ... the last ... after ... a day ..., please ... save ... her ... I will ... repay ... you ... please ... you ..."

Ye Tianxie: "..."

The sound is getting lower and lower, and getting slower and slower until Ye Tianxie can no longer be heard. But the thick pleading in the voice kept knocking on the heart of Ye Tianxie. He seemed to see a man give up all his self-esteem and dignity, willing to kneel in front of him, hang down his noble head, and face in sorrow He begged and shed tears from the boy ...

The sound fades away. Perhaps, it has reached the limit of dusk. Ye Tianxie's body was fixed there, and in his heart, he recalled the pain he suffered when he was separated from Li Xian'er ... that was the greatest pain in his life. The pain was almost heart-breaking and never to be forgotten. What he suffered was only separation, which still felt such pain, and dusk and dawn ...

Under the heart, a throbbing impulse under the emotional impulse instantly turned into impulse. He who was about to leave suddenly turned around and looked at the puzzled Heavenly Star City Lord. "Where are the fragments of Lost Dawn?"

[Today, December 13, the Nanjing Massacre, mourn for the compatriots who died that year ...]