Chapter 1673 (1/2)
Pikachu's eyes were moist. Although she knew that it was the memory of the ancient Canglong, she felt it because of the strong sense of substitution.
She can feel the deep sadness and despair that Koi can't realize her wish, which makes her eager to know why the koi transformed into a dragon and immersed in the memory fragments of Taigu Canglong again.
The koi that accepted his fate stayed in the lake where he grew up and slowly waited to die here, because he was very old among the fish and didn't have much time to live. It was fate for him to return to the place where he was born before he died.
Its state of mind has become extremely peaceful. Every day, it swims quietly in this familiar and no longer familiar lake, hunts some food to fill its stomach, then lies on the bottom of the water, quietly looks at a green mountain next to the lake, and quietly waits for the arrival of death.
The castle peak has a big waterfall. The lake is formed by the water of the waterfall washing out countless streams. Its heart is very big. It has never looked at those streams, so it has never played in the streams.
If this invariable life goes on like this, maybe it will really die slowly.
But one day, it suddenly rained again, which also gave it a chance to turn its fate.
It rained heavily. Although it was not comparable to the continuous rainstorm that spread 70% of the whole continent many years ago, it could not support its long-distance travel, but the rain was particularly urgent, which suddenly made its dead heart ripple and unspeakable excitement.
The mountain torrent finally broke out, and the stream that had been despised by it turned into a surging torrent. The violent impact from top to bottom soon burst the dam of the lake and spread wildly in all directions.
The aquatic creatures in the lake fled around in panic. Only it went upstream like a fearless warrior, flapping its tail madly and jumping out of the water to alleviate the impact of the flood. It struggled desperately upstream and impacted
Because of its low wisdom, it does not understand the principle of flash floods. It stubbornly and stubbornly believes that at the other end of the mountain, there must be a world wider than the river.
It is very old and has no strength to travel long distances, so it wants to take a look at the vast world beyond the mountain before it dies, even one glance is enough.
Mountain torrents mixed with countless gravel countercurrent washed the koi again and again. The vortex at the bottom pulled it down the water again and again, leaving it black and blue all over. It was painful and convulsed all over.
But it endured the pain in its body, jumped out of the turbulent water again and again, patted the water with its scarred tail, and unyielding jumped upstream retrogradely and then
In its heart, there is only one obsession. Even if it is dead, it must take a look at the scenery on the other side of the mountain.
Therefore, in the torrential flood, this black and blue koi is like a lonely warrior. It is swept into the bottom by the flood again and again, and tenaciously drills out of the water again and again, charging and charging again and again.
But the mountain torrent is too urgent and turbulent. Although it has traveled across rivers and rivers and its body is much stronger than its peers, its power seems so thin and ridiculous under the terrible power of nature.
Even if it has an indomitable will, many injuries to its body have greatly lost its physical strength. It is not easy to keep in the torrent without being washed away, not to mention it has to go upstream?
What's more, it is very old. Its body is in recession, and its injuries make it weaker and weaker. But it is unwilling. It bites its teeth and jumps out of the water again and again, trying to jump up and then up
Boom!
A heavy thunder exploded, followed by lightning lit up the whole world, a thunder
Wiping the koi's side, it bombarded the water surface, bringing out a trail of blue and purple current. It was convulsed by electricity. It fell into the water powerlessly and was washed downstream.
It seems that even God can't get used to its wishful thinking and warns it not to have unrealistic dreams.