Huang Yi also left the square and walked aimlessly. At such a late night, most residents of Thorn City had gone to bed. The streets were deserted and many shops were closed.
While walking, Huang Yi came to a garden. This garden was called Sally Garden. It was filled with the fragrance of flowers, quiet and peaceful. There was no one there, only dim street lights shining alone. Several residential buildings not far away were not yet open.
Turn off the lights, and the warm light inside radiates through the windows covered with window paper.
There was a carved bench beside a flower pond in front of Huang Yi. He walked over and sat down gently. There was silence all around, and the bright moonlight shone on him, casting a hazy shadow on the ground. Time seemed to have stopped, stopped.
In this garden this night.
Huang Yi turned around and looked around. He saw all kinds of flowers in the night. Suddenly, his eyes froze slightly and he stared at a window of a residential building.
Inside the window was the silhouette of a girl with a ponytail and her head lowered as she stood by the window, leaving a side silhouette on the window paper.
At that moment, Huang Yi felt slightly absent-minded. The girl's silhouette, that posture, and that angle were all imprinted in his heart. It seemed to be something that he had been searching for for a long time but could never find.
It feels like a very youthful feeling, like a secret that a young man dares not speak out, hidden deep in his heart and cannot be told.
He just stared at the silhouette of the girl for a long time, motionless, as if she were a statue in the garden. What does the girl behind the window paper look like? How old is she? What is her name?
Huang Yi suddenly wanted to get to know the girl behind the window paper and everything about her. But at this time, the window was darkened, and the girl turned off the lights and went to sleep.
Huang Yi stared at the window in the night and slowly withdrew his gaze. The short time just now seemed to be as long as a century. He actually felt an unprecedented feeling, and he became curious about a girl for the first time.
He has never felt this way since he was a child, and no one has ever taught him or trained him to feel this way.
Huang Yi looked up at the bright starry sky. On the huge bright moon, the crater was clearly visible, and the large colorful stars surrounded a circle of nebulae, embedded in the night sky, as if they were within reach. He thought of the little white cat, who had been separated for more than a year.
It's been a week, and I don't know if she is having a good time at Bailong Lake, if she is naughty or unhappy.
"Meow~" At this moment, a subtle cat meow came from the side, which was somewhat similar to the meow of a little white cat.
Huang Yi turned around and saw a white kitten on the other side of the chair, looking up at him timidly, its tail wagging gently. The fur all over its body was dirty, and it seemed to be a little cat.
Stray cats are pitiable.
"Don't you have a home? Then let's keep company together!" Huang Yi smiled at it, leaned over and picked it up.
The little white cat was held obediently by Huang Yi. It was very quiet and neither noisy nor fussy. Its little paws were still holding Huang Yi's arm tightly, as if it needed someone to rely on.
Huang Yi stroked its hair, just like he used to stroke the little white cat, gently and soothingly. As he stroked it, he gradually became sleepy, sat on the bench and fell asleep deeply, and the kitten also curled up on the bench.
In his arms, they fell asleep together.
The quiet moonlight flows in the quiet garden, and in the quiet garden, memories flow many years later.
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When Huang Yi opened his eyes, the sky had already turned white, the night was about to recede, and dawn was coming. A new day was about to begin in Thorn City, and the hard-working merchants and vendors had already gotten up and started preparing for a new day of business.
"Meow~" the kitten suddenly meowed. It looked up at Huang Yi and wagged its tail, as if thanking him for spending this cold night with him. Then it jumped off Huang Yi's bed
I walked into the depths of the garden with my arms in my arms, as if I had never appeared before.
A man and a cat met by chance, spent a deserted night, and left just like that. Huang Yi also got up and stretched. The flowers in the garden were showing dew, and the fresh floral fragrance filled the air. He took a deep breath.
The tone of your voice makes you energetic.
Huang Yi walked out of the garden, and he was about to start a new day of struggle.
He still arrived at the teleportation square in the City of Thorns. At this time, the place was still very lively. Some people who had spent the whole night working on the Tower of the Gods gathered here to discuss the day's harvest. Some people got a blue outfit and happily asked
I went to the pub with my friends to drink, looking heroic; some people frowned and complained that the explosion rate was too low, and they couldn't even hit the green equipment. The faces of all the people can be seen here, full of the atmosphere of the market.
This time, Huang Yi chose the 21st floor. He is now level 28. If he goes to the 20th floor, the explosion rate will be much smaller, and there is no difficulty. He can pass it casually. It is time to go to a higher level.
.
The 21st floor is a brand new scene, brand new BOSS, brand new equipment, and brand new difficulty.
After the power of teleportation disappeared, Huang Yi came to the 21st floor. Here was a magnificent palace. Even the ground under his feet was filled with a noble aura, as if it were a royal palace.
In the main hall, some soldiers in golden armor were patrolling back and forth with spears. There were many spears, and they walked neatly and acted in unison. Every time they stepped on the ground, there was a loud sound, and even the ground seemed to tremble slightly. It seemed that
It's full of a powerful feeling.
Huang Yi took out the huge wild hammer from the storage ring, rushed forward, and smashed it hard at a golden-armored soldier. This time, he hit a critical hit, and the golden-armored soldier was instantly killed.
It turned into a ball of minced meat, and even the body could not be found.
It seemed that the monsters here were not strong and were far below his current strength. Huang Yi felt dissatisfied and went in with all his might.
At this time, Huang Yi was holding a level 30 purple weapon. Except for jewelry, all his equipment was purple. His attributes were extremely high, far exceeding those of players of the same level. Although this 21st floor is a brand new scene and the NPCs are stronger, but
Still can't stop him.
After half an hour, Huang Yi cleared this level, which took less time than the 10th level.
The scene on the 21st floor is very open and does not require detours like gardens and mazes. You can basically rush to the BOSS to attack, saving a lot of time on the road, so the fight is faster.
Next, Huang Yi teleported directly to the 23rd floor. The NPC difficulty here was almost just right for him, and the explosion rate was also very high. He chose this place and started playing it over and over again.
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Thank you Donghuang, poor nameless, for the angel, Yunsihai, Xiaomitu, Longxingtianxiacai, the eight characters are inconsistent, Yimu Qingxin, and the memories, saber Arthur Artoria, 丨Huanlan丨These days Heaven’s generous reward! Classmate Yun Sihai became the first protector of this book! Thank you for your strong support!
In addition, I would like to share some good news. I just received news from the editor that this book will be recommended by Sanjiang next week. The word Sanjiang has been a regret since I wrote the book. I have been applying for this recommendation since my first debut novel. I have been applying for this book until I wrote it, but I have never been approved because the competition is too fierce. There are tens of thousands of books on the entire site vying for these dozen spots. When I just received this message, I really almost cried. The years spent writing books have finally begun to pay off. Today, as many as 10 book friends rewarded me. It’s a very lucky day!
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