Doomsday Strikes Back

Bart cried, and the ST robots behind looked at the burning robots in front and shrank back. Bart looked at the glass of the motorboat that was broken in half. The letters Tia wrote to him on the glass were half of us.

Half of it is goodbye, flashing and shining on the glass.

Putting one piece on his left hand and one on his right hand, Bart tried hard to bring the two pieces of glass together, but to no avail. He was in great pain. He didn't know if he could see Tia again, and he didn't know if his relationship with Tia was the same.

As written on these two pieces of glass, "Goodbye, Us."

The glass was broken, and the beautiful fragments were broken. Bart comforted himself, thinking, "Hope is not the end, hope is just the beginning, so what if it is broken, it cannot change the passion for loving you in my heart." Bart carefully put the two pieces together.

The piece of glass was wrapped tightly with the almost burnt cloth. It was pressed tightly against the chest with well-developed chest muscles.

He wiped away his tears and looked at the little white mouse curled up in his pocket. All around Bart's pocket was soaked in Dong Bella's blood. Bart held the little white mouse in his hand and stroked it with his face, stroking the little life.

Bart's heartache was so painful that he was suffocating, and his heart seemed to be torn apart. Tears flowed down the night-like face to the mouth of the white mouse.

Bart stood up, flipped through the things that popped out of his hat, and found a luminous book with several large gilded characters engraved on it - The Sacred Book of Yekiwanton.

It was still raining in the sky, and Bart was flipping through the Yechiwanton Sacred Scripture, looking for something? Maybe the Yechiwanton Sacred Scripture has some kind of divine power, emitting a yellow light, forming a semicircle with a radius of five centimeters around the book, looming

.The raindrops slid down to the ground along the edge of the semicircle. The raindrops seemed to feel some kind of magic. When they flowed to the ground, they were still small raindrops, jumping happily and rising into the sky around Bart.

Maybe Bart was thirsty, his lips turned white, and the eyes under his black skin were like two moons under a black curtain. The two moons looked at the small raindrops rising in the sky.

Bart drew a big circle in the air, and drew a small circle in front of the big circle. Magical small water droplets were lined up in the two circles. Bart followed the gesture and pulled forward, and the small water droplets jumped and followed.

His gesture formed a gourd filled with water. Bart placed the white mouse in his left hand, Mr. Dongbela, in the palm of his hand, and introduced the water in the gourd, which was made up of small water droplets, into the mouth of the white mouse in small sips.

Waiting for the mouse to stop drinking, Bart took a few sips of the rainwater in the gourd. He waved his hand far away and the gourd disappeared, but the small water droplets in the sky were still floating happily...

Every time Bart turned a page, the fonts would gradually appear. It had been 15 minutes. Bart was not dead. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the panting Mr. Dombela, the white mouse. Bart thought to himself, "The mouse is just in pain."

He fainted, and he had to find a solution as soon as possible from the Yekiwanton Sacred Scripture." Bart turned over the Akaht and the totem, and confusion filled his entire expression. He looked at the little guinea pig, his best brother.

, he wanted him to wake up as soon as possible.

Just when he was about to give up, he closed the book.

My mood is like this rainy day, I can't see the bright sunshine, I can't see the hope ahead of the road. The tears may have moved the Yechiwanton Holy Scripture, and a few tears splashed on the gold-plated Yechiwanton Holy Scripture,

Those tears turned into Tageylis (snow lotus) on the Tianshan Mountains in Xinjiang, China.