Even if she envies those team members, even if she can choose the direction of her life again like playing a game, Lu Yunqian knows that she will still make the choice to stand with her parents, and she will still look at the back of her brother who left alone, so that the person who is closest to her and has the same blood in her bones becomes more and more distant, and finally becomes a name on her mobile phone, so strange that she is like a passerby.

However, if at that time, his parents could understand his brother and support him to take the road of competition. Maybe our whole family will sit in the audience and cheer for my brother and his team.

And in this way, my brother will feel happier!

…… Obviously, we don't have to separate. Obviously, you can explain it to them.

Even if you can't tell your father, can't you tell me? If we make any effort and change at that time, maybe, perhaps......

Maybe you can take me with you to next year's competition.

There were bursting cheers and dazzling cold light fireworks in the video, but Lu Yunqian fell on the table and whimpered and cried. Heng Dao Yijian in the game accompanied Lu Yunqian to review the video about Lu Daoheng throughout the whole process, even if he didn't say a word to her, he also noticed the sad emotions in it. The computer, the headphones, and the crying girl seem to be connected into an emotional bond, completely transmitting all the emotions that cannot be expressed in words to the people in this game.

His seemingly calm and translucent model eyes suddenly had something that game textures couldn't show. The endless bustling scenes in the main city gradually became dim in the dark pupils, and the uneasiness and loss that had been buried in my heart began to swell, gradually rising and expanding.

They were so powerful that the impregnable sanity of the Heng Sword and the Sword could not resist it at all, and they slammed into the deepest depths of thought, almost holding the small body to burst. However, when he was about to erupt, he was blocked by these eyes that could not shed tears, and he was so painful that he almost lost consciousness.

All night, Lu Yunqian kept watching videos about conservation on the Internet like a hungry child to fill in the vacant memories, and it was not until four or five o'clock in the morning that she put on her headphones and went to the table to rest under the pressure of strong drowsiness. When she was confused, she was still thinking about her brother's game in the video, thinking about it, as if her body had become lighter, the chaotic darkness in front of her eyes gradually dissipated, and a road appeared under her feet that she didn't know where to go.

Lu Yunqian continued to walk forward curiously, the road under her feet became wider and wider, but there was still nothing around, and it was gray. Looking at such a scene, she was not afraid, but was more curious about what was in front of her, and couldn't help but speed up her movement. Just as she began to trot, her surroundings gradually brightened like the dawn sky, and an inexplicable cold wind blew fiercely towards her.

She immediately subconsciously raised her hand to protect her eyes, but she couldn't stop her growing curiosity. Looking through his fingers in the direction of the cold wind, he suddenly found that he had entered another world, a pure white world.

The wind pounced on Lu Yunqian wave after wave with goose feather-sized snowflakes, desperately tearing at her thin body, pushing and shoving her into a deeper layer of ice and snow world. The whistling wind echoed like the sharp whimper of a wild beast over the open land. However, she didn't feel cold, but she was blown to the point where she couldn't see her surroundings clearly.

Just when Lu Yunqian was trying her best to see what place this was, she suddenly found a familiar blue figure in the wind and snow not far ahead, but the person stood motionless, as if waiting for someone. She hurriedly ran over there, but as soon as she took two steps, she fell into the deep snow with her left foot and her right foot, and a large cloud of snow fell on her head, and even her eyelashes were covered with crystal snowflakes.

The snow was thick, so it felt like falling on a thick mattress when I fell, and I didn't feel any pain. She sat up from the ground with difficulty, patted the snowflakes on her body and looked around, and immediately opened her mouth slightly in surprise, looking helplessly into the distance.

It's a snowy field as far as the eye can see!

The blue figure sensed the movement here, and walked through the wind and snow step by step. When the man bent down and stretched out his hand to the girl who had fallen into the snow, she raised her head and looked at him gratefully, and suddenly her eyes widened and she exclaimed: "Heng Dao a sword? ”

Heng Dao Yijian seemed to smile, and pulled Lu Yunqian up from the ground to stand firmly. Before she could ask what it was, the wind suddenly turned sharp, and a large number of snowflakes swirled around them. Heng Dao looked around vigilantly, frowned, waved his hand, and quickly pulled out the blue Heavenly Frost Cold Dew Sword, turned around and suddenly blocked a weapon that was stabbed from behind and wrapped in the wind.

Seeing this sudden scene, Lu Yunqian was startled, and didn't know why Heng Dao Yijian would suddenly draw his sword and make a blocking posture, so he stood behind him and curiously poked his head out to look over there, only to find that there was a hazy red figure in the wind and snow. Although she couldn't even see his face, she could clearly feel the terrifying killing intent emanating from the man. The weapon that was connected to the Heavenly Frost and Cold Dew Sword flashed a sharp cold light, and the place where the blades met made a heart-wrenching sound of steel rubbing, which was the sound of two forces fighting in the dark.

Gradually, the direction of the gaze of the figure seemed to slowly change and close at a strange angle. When Lu Yunqian blinked again, she found that she was holding the Heavenly Frost Cold Dew Sword to block the attack of the comer.

Suddenly changed from the identity of a passerby to the protagonist of the battle, she didn't know what was going on in her mind at all, but the feeling of holding the solid hilt of the Heavenly Frost Dew Sword in her hand was very real. At the moment when he realized that he was fighting with a weapon, the brutal and cold resistance on the other side was quickly transmitted to the brain along the hands, generating an urgent threat signal: if you let go, you will be killed by this person!

After recognizing this grim fact, Lu Yunqian suddenly panicked in her heart. But just this flaw in his heart made the Heavenly Frost Cold Dew Sword immediately be pressed down by that force, and a twisting pain quickly came from his wrist, and he almost let go of the hilt. She hurriedly concentrated on clenching her sword to resist the weapon on the other side, not even daring to take a breath of air, for fear that her two hands would relax if she was negligent.