Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Hearing the boy's optimistic voice, Fusu's complicated eyes flashed away, he bent his eyes, showed a gentle smile, and tried to raise his hand to move the umbrella to the boy's head.

Chapter 99 Lively coming-of-age ceremony (3) [-] in [-]

Strangers spanning thousands of years are in the same sky due to accidental errors in time and space. Thoughts that transcend the times are silently dubbed philosophy. , the doomed future is submerged in a sea of ​​storms set off by a butterfly.

The direction of the future is completely covered with a layer of fog, like an absurd dream. The sages and philosophers ran around the troubled times, burning their values ​​on the eve of the return of the countries to Qin, recording the history of the country, tracing the origin and continuing the doomed end for the living country. lifespan.

In an era full of miracles and dreams, the conquests of various countries have stagnated step by step. The alliance between Wei and Chu is weak, and the alliance between the courts and the alliance at night. This is a vast sky, and the well-known world stage is the splendid Kyushu interspersed with mountains, rivers and post roads.

The peoples sing of the great miracle, the great king.

In the era of technological constraints, no one can explore the end and beginning of all things. Interestingly, the debate between man and god has never caused waves in Qin soil or even the vast world outside Hangu.

God is an illusory symbol. Human sacrifice began to be abolished in the period of Xiaogong, and it was finally abolished by all countries in the era of Yingzheng. The meaning of life is further improved.

Man chooses God, then doubt arises, and man abandons God.

It is only man who deserves praise, and man realizes this.

The wise men of the backward age who could not touch the deep biological field bloomed wisdom far beyond ordinary people. In this era full of individual heroism, worship Bai Qi, the invincible military god, and Qin King Ying, who reversed fate by himself. politics.

The advanced era of the second millennium that Yan Ce lives in is different. The main theme of the troubled times is not that quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, but a magnificent human epic in which a hero can dominate an era.

War and Home Affairs.

There are two different paths in life. Most people can only be forced to choose one of them, while a few people are free to switch their future paths. Yan Ce is now one of the few people. Both Han Fei and Ying Zheng have given him freedom. Ability to choose or combine.

The rain that overturned the troubled times gradually stopped.

The world was dead silent, Yan Ce raised his head slightly, looking at the dark clouds that had accumulated in the sky gradually dissipating.

He took the girl's umbrella silently.

Yan Ce silently thinks about the huge proposition of life, which can be embodied in the connection between Socrates' soul theory and mother and daughter..., looking for eternal truth in Western philosophy, tracing the essence of the soul, the essence is not a pigeon, let alone a repeater .

It is obviously a pure pursuit of love and truth, but now it is about to become an annual action blockbuster of mother and child's immoral/incest.

The optimistic teenager can't help giving birth to a touch of artificial sentimentality.

On the side, Fusu put on a faint smile, gently hooked his fingers behind his hands, and walked side by side with the boy.

"Looking forward to tomorrow, how about you?"

The dark clouds floating in the sky were torn apart, the glaring sunlight was cast from the sky, and the fresh smell of soil was permeated in the air, as if to herald a better tomorrow.

Close at hand.

The boy solemnly made a promise to Fusu.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

It's not a courtesy of a friend to take care of face, it's just a guarantee as a single individual with the ability to act.

The girl showed a pure smile.

"I believe it."

then.

She covered the corner of her mouth to hide her moving smile, and added intentionally or unintentionally: "I believe in your cunning promise."

The voice is as soft as ever.

Promises without any hypocrisy are always the easiest to touch the depths of the soul. Fu Su recalled her past experience, it seems that she was first moved by that heavy promise, and she was not even prepared for it.

The distant cold wind blew past, and the treetops in the forest road of the school shook again, and the raindrops with the remaining veins hit the umbrella.

Time ticks by.

Her gentle voice echoed in his ears.

Like thunder.

"Mr. Fei said that you want to achieve an earth-shattering career."

okokokok? ? ?

Fuck, Mr. Fei, why do you say everything outside? Can you say this kind of thing casually? It might affect the favorability of Fusu Xiao’s classmates, and it’s so easy to say such things casually.

Yan Ce's expression froze, but returned to normal in an instant, his footsteps stagnated, and he smiled and said, "Mr. Fei likes to talk nonsense. I just said it casually. I didn't expect Mr. Fei to take it seriously."

Fu Su also stopped and laughed, "Mr. Fei is not talking nonsense, but she said seriously that you are going to do something that will break the sky. This is the first time I have seen Mr. Fei who is so serious. .”

"...It seems that this statement is also true."

The boy nodded slightly guilty.

After a while, Fusu suppressed the complicated emotions to the bottom of her heart, tightened her legs, leaned her hips against the edge of the tree, and covered her delicate chest/chest with her palms, and took a few deep breaths to calm down her tense thoughts.

Seeing the boy's mood a little depressed, she changed the topic back to the expected coming-of-age ceremony.

"Although my mother said that the scope of the ceremony is limited to the royal court, and the process is as simple as possible, but I heard that the royal family of Yan has a tradition of having a team of dowry maids attend bed and train before getting engaged..."

Is the tradition of Yan Kingdom so great?Cough, it's really the dross of feudal society.

this bad tradition...

Concealing the charming fantasy in his heart, Yan Ce turned his head away, showing embarrassment on his face.