In this difficult place, the changes in the seasons will drive people crazy, with cold and heat alternating, with extremely fast speed and endless reincarnation. Except for the end of April and early May every year, there will be twenty days of good weather at that time, which is gentle like the spring described in the previous civilization.

At that time, if there is no particularly important war in the Iron Blood City, which has been fighting for many years, will celebrate it.

The soldiers would yell, 'Look, although this place is so painful, can you find any place inside the wall, and will there be a spring like a pre-civilized one?'

"Inside the wall..." Zhan Yi leaned on the chair, looked at the snow outside the window, and muttered softly.

Thinking of this, although the climate inside the wall is not that extreme, there is a huge temperature difference between day and night, and every season is as if it is "exaggerated" in seasonal climate. It is indeed impossible to find the climate like spring described by the previous civilization.

Human adaptability is amazing, and together with the evolved animals and plants, no, is all living creatures that survive.

But humans are also "nostalgic", which should be considered a nostalgic. They have clearly adapted to the extreme climate of the Purple Moon era, but the spring of Iron Blood City is still portrayed as a paradise by the soldiers here.

Spreading Yi unbuttoned the collar, slightly unbuttoned the collar, then picked up the water at hand and took a sip of it.

His movements were very ordinary, but Luwa, who was sitting in a wheelchair, tilted her head, which made her very fascinated.

You should know that Luwa's father is the only person in the world who can be called "Emperor". As a supreme figure, when he reaches this state, he will subconsciously pursue every word, act, and every move, thereby forming his own momentum.

Most of these postures are domineering elegance, and the people around them naturally formed a set of so-called etiquette behaviors originating from the previous civilizations. Even if they cannot form momentum, they still seek an elegance that is different from ordinary people.

This wing spread seems natural and elegant, with a trace of fairy spirit in its nobleness, which makes people feel that he is not only a nobleman, but also a nobleman from the heaven.

But he is obviously very ordinary, except for his extraordinary eyes, which makes people feel addicted. He thinks he should be the eyes that only a very handsome person would have...

"What are you looking at?" Zhan Yi turned his head and looked at Lu Wa.

At this time, the morning exercise time has begun. In the large training ground outside the window, the members of the Spark Brigade have appeared one after another. Every instructor here does not like late people, no matter what your identity or background you have.

But Zhan Yi chose to go or not to go according to his own feelings, because he has always been alone, and has already possessed increasing privileges and is about to overwhelm Liszt and become the new soldier king.

Many people think that Zhan Yi and Liszt will have another battle sooner or later, but they don’t understand why Zhan Yi has not taken action for a long time, and Liszt is also very restrained.

"I think you're very tired today." Luwa looked at Zhan Yi, and her expression seemed to be looking at a very interesting object, even showing her love.

There is a clear difference between this kind of liking and the liking between men and women. After all, Luwa is still very young, and Zhan Yi almost ignores Luwa. Although this little girl who seems very smart always likes to pester Zhan Yi for some reason.

This is no secret. Everyone knows the soldiers of the Starfire Camp, and there are even people who know about good things that will intentionally or unintentionally reveal Luwa's identity to Zhan Yi.

But Zhan Yi was indifferent, and he still went alone and refused to accept the task with anyone. As for Luwa coming to him from time to time, whether he would pay attention to Luwa depends entirely on his mood.

In addition, the Korean star is the one who can say a little bit about Zhan Yi, and it seems that he has some appreciation for Korean star Zhan Yi.

This is all we know. At the beginning, there was still interest in discussing and observing, but after a long time, no one cared about it. There were so many amazing guys coming to the Spark Brigade, and the reshuffle had begun. Although it was far from a foregone conclusion now, in this case, everyone was filled with their own little thoughts. Who would care about some gossip that could not affect the overall situation?

Therefore, no one knew that Zhan Yi slowly became friends with Luwa. After all, a smart girl is not annoying. She doesn’t act like annoying because she doesn’t act like a person because of her identity.

Luwa felt tired at this time.

Zhan Yi didn't want to answer this question. In fact, Luwa was not wrong. He was indeed a little tired because he didn't sleep well last night and was dreaming repeatedly.

In his dream, he saw a man.

This man is familiar and unfamiliar to him. What is familiar is that since he was very young, he often looked at his portraits and fantasized about what kind of person he was.

What is strange is that no matter how long he desires, this man has never appeared before him once.

Over time, desire turns into disappointment. The fantasy should be a hero, and the man worshipped becomes his hatred.

What happened later? Later, the man died, and the resentment and confusion in his heart turned into hatred and were frozen there forever.

So, why dream about this man? I dreamed of him standing in a large grassland, and the sky behind him was covered with the brilliance of the sunset, it was dusk...

As there was nothing, the man looked at him from afar, then smiled at him, with a gentle and loving look.

"I'm sorry, and I'm sorry." The man was talking.

Zhan Yi's heart was not in a state of turmoil. What was he sorry? What was he regretting? What could he make up for?

"Son..." The man seemed to be calling himself.

Zhan Yi felt ridiculed, whose son was he calling?

But the dream never let him go, forcing him to stand in this grassland in the dusk and face the man far away.

Zhan Yi wanted to turn his head, but saw a figure standing behind the man.

After seeing this figure clearly, Zhan Yi's heart suddenly felt so painful that he couldn't breathe because the figure was his younger brother...

The younger brother who was hated by him all the time but finally gave him a life, and this made them finally have a brief warm memory.

This made Zhan Yi believe that the bloodline is so magical. A little bit of short-term warm memories can be stationed into the soul in an instant. I can't help but feel that I'm no longer lonely in this world because there is a person who has half the same bloodline as me...

He gave up his life, so he was concerned and liked his own, right?

So Zhan Yi couldn't stop the pain, because the man was dead. My younger brother stood behind him. Was he hinting at him and telling him not to have hope anymore... My younger brother is dead!

‘The heart has something to rely on, no fear’.

The dream began inexplicably, and then ended inexplicably. Everything was broken without warning, and the man turned into a phantom and disappeared, leaving behind a mysterious saying.

And my younger brother stood in the darkness, as if smiling at him.

Is my brother trying to say something?

Zhan Yi tried hard to ask, but the uncontrolled dream suddenly ended.

"Hu", Zhan Yi pulled his clothes again, and did not notice that his eyes were red.

"You haven't answered me yet, what's wrong with you? You seem to want to cry." Luwa was so curious.

But Zhan Yi stood up expressionlessly, then he buttoned the buttons he had just unbuttoned, and put them under the bed with expressionless expressionlessly on his back.

"Zhanyi, are you going to go for a morning exercise today?" Luwa turned her wheelchair and wanted to get closer toZhanyi. She really wanted to find out what secret was hidden under the sudden change of emotions of this mysterious boy in front of her.

At this time, Li Lie's voice sounded on the morning exercise training ground: "All gather, pay attention, all gather."

"Look, don't you have to go?" Zhan Yi reached out to block Luwa who was approaching, then opened the door, and pushed Luwa out without hesitation.

Li Lie emphasized that the whole group gathered, which means that the "soldiers" with special authority must also appear in the morning exercise field.

"What's the task?" Luwa curled her lips unhappily.

Zhan Yi closed the door and walked towards the training ground without looking back.

**

All the soldiers of the Spark Brigade gathered together, one by one.

Li Lie looked at the teenagers who had all been brutally baptized and sighed slightly in his heart.

It's time. Everyone knew that something big would happen a year later, but now it's complicated by intercepting several pieces of information.

So, it must be announced.

And this may be the time after humans entered the Purple Moon Age, again...

When Li Lie thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh again.

After the bloody storm, he has seen countless powerful enemies. In the cruel scene, he has long been as tough as iron.

But for some reason, when I was thinking about the announcement of this news, my mood began to feel a little inexplicable and unfamiliar nervous.

"This may be the beginning of formally creating a post-Purple Moon era." This is the origin of the tension in Li Lie's heart.
Chapter completed!