1202: C1202 Dreamy Butterflies

C1202 Dreamy Butterflies

Lan Ziyi said, "It is indeed a little long, but 12 years to us, is just a flick of a finger. We sent you over. Maybe it was the first second, but the next second, you completed the mission. Your twelve years, for us, are a time without existence. So, you should enjoy these twelve years as well. "

Chen Qingyang's feelings suddenly became complicated. He continued, "If I go and complete my mission, how will I come back?"

Lan Ziyi said, "You can just kill yourself. When you die, we'll find your radio frequency, so we can get you back. It must also be twelve years later, when your time is synchronized with ours, before we can find your frequency. So you must remember the time. "

"Suicide?" Chen Qingyang was shocked, "Won't Chen Qingyang from that world die?"

Lan Ziyi said, "That's right."

Chen Qingyang said, "This..."

Lan Ziyi said in a deep voice, "Illusory Paradise, Chen Qingyang. After you go this time, there will be a very large magic barrier. You might not be able to differentiate between real and fake. If you stay in that world and don't come back, we can only get your radio frequency after you die of old age. But if we have waited for so many years, the Infinite Killing Tribulation would have passed long ago. Everything here would have changed greatly. "

Chen Qingyang said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely come back."

Lan Ziyi said, "Well, I believe you. You can't come back until you're in sync, you understand? Otherwise, your soul will be lost forever in the chaos of time and space. Then, your body will be in the same state as Ling'er's, in a state of invulnerability. "

Chen Qingyang's heart skipped a beat. He continued: "Yes, I know."

The Stellar Hall at night was empty, without any light, and it was dark in all directions.

Chen Qingyang and Lan Ziyi came to the Stellar Hall.

Lili cupped her fists towards the sculpture and said: "Starlord!"

The statue reacted quickly. Starlord opened his eyes and said, "Lili, you're here!"

Lan Ziyi said, "Chen Qingyang has understood everything. I've brought him here."

Starlord said: "Alright, let's begin."

Lan Ziyi said, "Okay!" She said to Chen Qingyang, "You sit down cross-legged, close your eyes, and think of nothing. No matter what power trespasses, do not resist. The matter of the soul detaching is like an extremely delicate operation, nothing can go wrong. "

Chen Qingyang said, "Alright!"

The voice of the Starlord also sounded beside Chen Qingyang's ear. Chen Qingyang, one year later, the Parallel World that you enter will change dramatically from the world you are currently in. The Parasitic Animal army is incredibly strong, you can't let your guard down. All the parasite beasts relied on the King Parasite, only the King Parasite had the ability to reproduce, and once the King Parasite died, the overall situation could be changed. If the King Parasite does not die, the parasite beast will never truly be eliminated. "

"Yes sir!" Chen Qingyang said.

Lan Ziyi also said, "Also, Chen Qingyang, once you enter that world, you must distinguish between illusion and reality, and not be addicted to that world. Otherwise, you can think about how serious the consequences will be."

"I know, don't worry." Chen Qingyang said.

The Starlord said: "You would have died in the summer, when you were fifteen, three days before the entrance exam, on June 16th. I and Miss Lan will set you up for June 15th. I will prepare it for you so that you won't be stabbed to death by your classmates again. "

Chen Qingyang was stunned. I'll be stabbed to death by my classmates? "What does that mean?"

In the endless darkness, Chen Qingyang felt as if he had a very, very long dream.

"Ding ling ling …"

An alarm clock sounded beside Chen Qingyang's ear.

Chen Qingyang woke up from his good dream and became extremely agitated. He habitually reached out his hand to snuff out the alarm clock beside his head.

Then a woman's voice came from outside.

"Chen Qingyang, wake up quickly. You won't be able to catch up to the morning self-study later."

Chen Qingyang suddenly sat up. Suddenly, countless scenes flashed across his mind. This woman's voice, was … Mom's voice.

Mother … Lin Qian.

Father, Chen Tianya.

A lot of information merged in Chen Qingyang's mind. Mother Lin Qian worked in the textile factory and this was Dongjiang City. His father was an engineer from the Third Bureau of the Railway Construction. He had been born into such an ordinary family since he was young. His father and mother had been very harmonious, and most importantly, both his parents had doted on him.

In his memory, when he was seven years old, he was severely ill with acute pneumonia. His father carried him to the hospital. It was snowing that day, and he was in a daze. Father and Mother stayed by the bed for three days and three nights.

Chen Qingyang shook his head.

He looked at his arms again. They were not thin, but neither were they thick. Soft, not very strong.

He looked ahead and saw that it was still blurry.

"To think that it would be similar to an eye." Chen Qingyang mumbled to himself. However, he felt that everything was logical. It was as if everything was supposed to be like this.

"Chen Qingyang …" Mother Lin Qian shouted at the door.

"Alright, Mom, I'll get up now." Chen Qingyang replied.

Chen Qingyang got up. He wore a blue shirt, then naturally put on his blue uniform. It was still early, only half past five. The sky outside was barely bright, but in the evil of junior high, self-study was always so heartless. Especially Chen Qingyang, who was about to face his senior high school entrance examination, had to redouble his efforts.

Chen Qingyang stood in front of the make-up mirror inlaid on the wardrobe. He saw his own face in the mirror. Fifteen years old! Her face was so tender that she could pinch water, and she even had pimples growing on her face.

It was just like his previous self, who had practiced martial arts since young and had never had a pimple before.

Chen Qingyang touched his hair. It was very soft. He looked left and right, unable to recover for a long time.

"Chen Qingyang, why haven't you come out yet? The noodles I cooked for you are all glued up." Mom and Lin Qian were urging him impatiently from outside.

Chen Qingyang opened the door and went into the living room.

This was a two bedroom apartment with a total of eighty square meters. Although it was not a haunt, it was definitely not a big one. The furnishings in the room were very old. The TV was still made of black and white bricks, only seventeen inches long.

Chen Qingyang shook his head and looked at the lights in the living room. An old-fashioned fluorescent lamp!

At this time, he could clearly see Mom. She was still quite young, around forty years old. She had a good figure and was wearing a light blue housecoat.

On the table was a steaming bowl of noodles covered with a fried egg.

At this moment, Chen Qingyang's eyes became watery.

"This child, what's up so early in the morning?" Lin Qian asked curiously when she saw Chen Qingyang's strange expression. Chen Qingyang wiped away his tears and suddenly hugged Lin Qian. "It's okay, Mom. I just missed you."

"This child, did you lose your head from sleep?" Lin Qian was even more confused. "You were arguing with me last night. Did you make it seem like you haven't seen me in a long time?"

In Chen Qingyang's memory, he immediately recalled the scene where they quarrelled last night. Mom had found him, laughing arrogantly under the blanket. At that time, Mom was very angry and confiscated the smiley face. However, he had rented this proud smile from the bookstore, and he had just seen how Hu Chong managed to master the Star Attraction Grand Technique. He had come out from Plum Guild to display his prowess.

Chen Qingyang was annoyed by Mom for intruding on his privacy, but Mom was even more annoyed by Chen Qingyang for reading novels at this critical juncture. Chen Qingyang's result was enough to make her worry. Thus, there was a huge battle between mother and son. Finally, Chen Qingyang slammed the door and ignored the old lady.

"Mom, I was wrong, I was ignorant!" Chen Qingyang revealed his feelings and hugged his mother tightly. In that life, he had never met his mother, nor had he ever enjoyed her warmth. However, deep in his heart, his mother had always occupied a very special position.

Lin Qian was confused by Chen Qingyang's attitude. After a long while, she mumbled, "Eat the noodles quickly."

Chen Qingyang chuckled and said, "Alright!"

He ate the noodles in big mouthfuls and said to Lin Qian, "Mom, the noodles you cooked are so delicious."

However, Lin Qian felt that her son was feeling rather weird today. At this moment, the door to the room on the other side opened and her father, Chen Tianya, stood up.2

Chen Tianya was still wearing his checked pajamas and his hair was a bit messy. In Chen Qingyang's eyes, Chen Tianya looked a little old. At least in the original world, Chen Tianya didn't have any wrinkles.

And at that moment, Chen Qingyang suddenly saw Chen Tianya. His eyes suddenly became cold. He subconsciously stood up and looked vigilantly at Chen Tianya. Chen Tianya also looked at Chen Qingyang. He was surprised at his son's reaction and couldn't help but to ask curiously, "Xiao Yang, what are you doing? Suddenly treating your father as a monster?"

Chen Qingyang shook his head. It was only then did he realize that Chen Tianya was just an ordinary engineer and not the rampaging Demon Emperor Chen Tianya.

"Nothing, Dad!" Chen Qingyang sat down and started eating the noodles with his head lowered.

After breakfast, Chen Tianya also changed his clothes. He said to Chen Qingyang, "Let me send you to school."

Chen Qingyang said, "Alright!"

Chen Tianya rode a scooter. At this time, electric bikes were not popular. Seated at the back, Chen Qingyang's thoughts were extremely complicated. Chen Tianya started the car and rode towards Dongjiang 2.

On the street in the early morning, everything was still very quiet.

At this point, smart phones were still not in vogue, and there weren't that many cars on the street. Especially in the morning, it was even quieter. The street lights were still on. Chen Qingyang looked at the sanitation workers on the street and the students on their way to school. For a moment, he was in a daze.

He vaguely felt that this world was the real one.

That's right! What gods, immortals, and buddhas, they were all so illusory. Soaring into the sky and flying into the ground was just an imagination.

Perhaps, that world was a gorgeous dream. In the real world, his father was an engineer, not a Demon Emperor.

This world seemed much more real.

Perhaps, he was just an ordinary student. Everything that had happened before had been his own dream. It had been a very long dream, and now, he had finally returned to the real world.

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