At the end of the summer of that year, the day when I first met Li Rao was always the deepest indelible memory in Wang Yi's mind. Now everything has reappeared. Wang Yi is sinking into his memory. Looking at Li Rao who is pure like a snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, his heart still can't help but his breathing is a little stagnant, but in a vague way, a deep sadness flows through his heart. n∈

"Classmate, are you a freshman at C City University?"

Just like that day, facing Wang Yi who was looking at him stupidly, Li Rao asked these words softly. Everything was so true, but Wang Yi's sadness became deeper. He raised his head and looked directly at Li Rao's clear eyes and said, "You are not Li Rao, and I can't really return to this day."

Wang Yi knew that everything in front of him was just a reappearance of memory, just an illusion, but Li Rao opposite him said in surprise: "Student, what are you talking about, and how do you know my name?"

"name?"

Wang Yi's eyes were a little blurred and he murmured: "I not only know your name, but also what happened later. You will take me to visit the school, help me with admission procedures, get a meal card, find a dormitory, and even help me lay a blanket, who is clumsy.

These are my best memories, but you... are not Li Rao."

With Wang Yi's words, the scenes around him quickly changed, including schools, roads, and hotels, but Li Rao was there in every place. When these scenes passed one by one, everything around him was frozen again. Wang Yi found himself lying on a sofa, in the small living room, and the news was playing on the TV. A little girl, three or four years old, was playing in front of him with a ball.

"Dad, play with me."

The little girl looked at Wang Yi with a innocent face. Her little hand kept shaking Wang Yi's sleeves, but Wang Yi was lying on the sofa and couldn't move. A deep feeling of fatigue arose from her heart.

"Mengmeng, Dad is tired from work for a day. You whisper to go to the room to play for a while, let Dad rest, and then call you after mom prepares the meal."

Li Rao, wearing a red turtleneck sweater and an apron on her chest, walked out of the kitchen, unlike Li Rao in her memory. At this time, she completely faded away her youthfulness and had faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but she was more feminine and more like a wife.

Li Rao touched the little girl's head, coaxed the little girl into the bedroom, and walked to Wang Yi's side. She leaned over and kissed Wang Yi's forehead, and said, "Ayi, you've been busy all day. Let's take a nap on the sofa first. I've made your favorite sweet and sour carp. I'll call you when it gets better later."

Looking at Li Rao like this, Wang Yi felt reluctance in his heart, but he tried his best to hold Li Rao's hand, a tear fell from the corner of his eyes, and he whispered: "It's so good."

An ordinary family, an ordinary life, having children, and loving each other. This is Wang Yi’s dream countless times, and Li Rao will always be the only lover she longs for. However, Wang Yi knew that these were just illusions after all. The person in front of him was not Li Rao. The real Li Rao was dead, but he still nostalgic for everything in front of him, and his consciousness struggled in pain. But in the end, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and it seemed that a volcano was about to erupt in his heart. The interweaving hatred and anger filled his whole face.

"It's over!"

Wang Yi roared. Two blue beams of light suddenly shot out from his eyes, and then everything beside him was penetrated.

Click.

Just as a mirror broke, everything around him was broken. Wang Yi closed his eyes and recalled the scenes just now, but when he felt his body, his right hand slowly lifted up.

Swish.

Wang Yi opened his eyes again, and everything was restored to the old view. He was still standing in Minghe Square. Li Xun, Ye Witch, Qin Yun and Dr. Chen were all standing beside him. However, those dreamy scenes and those indelible memories have been buried by him.

His eyes looked directly at the black butterfly shrouded in the gray fog. The black butterfly hovered over Aojin's head. Aojin was wrapped in a strange gray light, and he was motionless, and there was no expression on his face. Everything looked so weird and full of weirdness. But if an ordinary person looked at the scene in front of him, he would only wonder why the people in the field were not moving.

With the help of the green light that could penetrate through illusions and hallucinations in Wang Yi, he could not only break free from the sinking of memory, but also get rid of those beautiful dreams, but also see gray light threads as thin as hair in the gray fog around the black butterfly.

These light silks shot into the eyebrows of Li Xun and others. Under the pull of the light silk, balls of flashing with spiritual light were slowly dragged out from the eyebrows of several people. Although Wang Yi had never seen these things before, he inexplicably knew that the light silks flashing with spiritual light were souls!

Bang.

A light sound came, but Dr. Chen fell to the ground softly. At this moment, Wang Yi's right hand finally lifted, and then a colorful dazzling sword light suddenly rose.

Breaking dreams!

This sword was a sword that Wang Yi wanted to commemorate the memories he buried and those dreamlike longings. When he swung this sword, Wang Yi first split himself. He smashed all the beautiful scenes before him. Therefore, this sword is called a broken dream. This is a sword that kills himself first and then others. The deeper the injury, the more people killed, Wang Yi will forget more memories and beauty.

Wang Yi didn't know what rules he had learned in the sinking of memory and dreams, but with his sword, a large amount of pure internal energy flowed out of the seed of Nether Flame, the three spiritual energy and the three treasures were united, and the divine intention was pure. With his hatred and anger, while disillusioning his own memory, the bright and colorful sword light passed by and fell on the gray fog.

In an instant, the colorful lights were annihilated, but a deep vortex appeared on the gray fog. As the vortex rotated violently, the gray fog was instantly swept into it. Immediately, the vortex disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before, but the gray fog also disappeared, and countless gray light threads were no longer visible. The next moment, the resentful blade of the troll passed by the black butterfly body. In a silence, the black butterfly exploded and countless black slurry splashed.

Li Xun woke up, the Night Witch woke up, Qin Yun woke up, but Dr. Chen was lying on the ground motionless. At the same time, the gray light on Aojin's body disappeared, and he also opened his eyes, but his eyes were full of disbelief, but before he could react, Wang Yi took the lead. After the dream breaks, the dead bird took action, and the whine of the resentful bird full of anger and hatred resounded throughout Minghe Square in this instant.
Chapter completed!