Cold, biting cold.

Darkness, endless darkness.

The dizziness of my brain and the feeling of limp all over my body made it difficult for me to tell if I was alive or dead...... And in this trance, I seemed into a dream......

In a dream.

My six senses are gradually returning......

As my vision gradually cleared, the first thing that caught my eye was a tall stone statue - the statue was four or five meters high, and it looked like a human figure in a daze. However, despite the size of the statue, it was inexplicable to me that no matter how clear my six senses were, I still couldn't see the statue clearly—as if only the statue had been blurred, and I could only vaguely see the outline.

At this time, the "I" in the dream is alone, isolated in front of this statue. As my consciousness gradually melted in, I began to feel that the emotions in my heart were gradually integrating into my heart.

Angry, unwilling, excited, crazy......

As the "me" in the dream and my spirit became more and more intimately integrated, I clearly felt a large number of negative emotions, which were pouring into my heart, which made my heart really startled: what happened to the "me" in this dream? How could there be such a violent fluctuation of emotions?

Just when my heart was full of doubts, the "I" in my dream suddenly moved--I attached to "me", and I felt that he was stepping out of his feet, step by step, towards the huge stone sculpture that I could not really see......

Looking at the stone sculpture in front of me that was getting closer and closer to me, I somehow felt a sense of kindness in my heart.

Could it be that I recognize the person carved by this statue?

Feeling this strange intimacy, I couldn't help but start muttering in my heart. However, at this moment, I seemed to hear the "me" in the dream, and whispered to myself: "Hehe, I came here, are you afraid?"

When I heard this cold male voice, my heart sank slightly---Could the person I had dreamed of be the same person I had dreamed of before? Thinking of this, I could not help but wonder in my heart: if this was the case, then what did he mean by what he said?--what did he come here? What did you go through before this?......

But just as I was pondering this, my body suddenly twitched violently, and then, my eyes darkened, and a sharp pain that seemed to tear my body apart came from all my thirty-six thousand pores.

"Lying ...... Groove ......"

Feeling the pain of being slashed by a knife, I couldn't help but let out a miserable scream - my voice was hoarse like a rusty broken gong.

With the severe pain, my brain began to clear up a lot......

Am I not dead yet?

I slowly lifted my heavy eyelids, and the pain all over my body made it impossible for me to sit up, so I could only lie in place, and keep pouring my breath -

Wait!How can I breathe?!...... Isn't it supposed to be in the sea?

Breathing in the dry air again, I sat up from the ground in an instant, glaring at my eyes, trying to see what was going on around me - but it was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything, except for the vapor of the air, which flowed here......

What kind of place is this?How can there be air under the sea?Is it possible...... Am I really going to hell? But people are dead...... Can you still feel pain?

I felt very strange in my heart, and subconsciously scratched my head.

"Kara-"

Just as my hand was on my head, a very faint sound of gold and iron came from my head, and then, a light spread from the top of my head.

Looking at the light, I was stunned at first, and then, in front of me, a miserable white face appeared!

"Ahh

Seeing that big white face, I almost fell into a coma again with fright, and subconsciously tore open my throat and screamed, but before my howl had dissipated, a familiar voice came out of the mouth of the big white face in front of me.

"Emperor Luo, you always want to shock the master to death!"

Damn! It's the fucking king!

Hearing his very helpless movements, my heart, which almost jumped out of my throat, gradually returned to its original position.

"Whew-"

Looking at Wang Quan's big pale face still shining under the searchlight above my head, I first breathed a long sigh of relief, and then, while stroking my frightened chest, I scolded him with great disgust:

"Damn, you kid suddenly appeared in front of me with a big white face, scared me to death!"

Hearing my complaint, the boy from the throne frowned:

"Hey! Your sudden voice almost scared me to pee, Master! Okay, okay! It's flattened! -- Master, I'm not worried about you, so I came over to see if you were dead or alive, who knew that your kid suddenly lit the lamp!"

Seeing that this kid's big face was still shaking miserably under the light above my head, I hurriedly stepped back, stretched out my hand to push his big face away, and said disdainfully:

"Go, go, go! Don't take your big face and block Lao Tzu's light! You're fucking like Sadako and his brother now-Shinji!"

"Hey, you boy!-"

Wang Quan heard my very disgusted tone, and was just about to open his mouth to refute, when the sound of Bing Cube Ling sounded in the darkness behind me.

"Are they all alive?"

Hearing his cold voice, Wang Quan and I both froze for a moment - Wang Quan's words came to his lips, and he also held back stiffly.

After slowing down for about a few seconds, the kid from Wang Quan breathed a sigh of relief and spoke again:

"Thanks to my master, I usually do a lot of good things, and help the old man cross the road, and give up his seat to the pregnant woman - so God took pity on me and spared me a dog's life. Hearing this boy's self-deprecation, I gradually recovered from the sluggishness I had just had—but I was not in the mood to be as poor as the king, and I just let out a "hmm" to say that I could still breathe.

Hearing that we were both quite active, Bing Cu Ling walked from the darkness behind me to me and Wang Quan, and at this time, I took advantage of the light on my head to observe this guy and Wang Quan, and I really observed: I saw that Wang Quan and Bing Cu Ling at this time were squatting and standing in front of me, and their eyes were densely covered with a layer of red blood because of the stimulation of congestion and sea water, and their hair and body were constantly dripping with sea water, which looked really a little embarrassed. Especially the kid of Wang Quan, there is an obvious tear mark on the diving suit on his arm, and in this trace, I seem to vaguely see that Yin Hong's blood is dripping constantly!

"Damn! You're hurt!"

Seeing his wounds, I, who was sitting on the ground, hurriedly crawled to his side - however, just as I wanted to check on the extent of his injuries, the cold voice of Bing Cu Ling sounded beside us:

"You'd better mind your own business first. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing the words of Bing Cube Ling, I answered in a bit of confusion, and at this moment, Wang Quan, who was squatting opposite me, shouted:

"Damn!

Hearing the exclamation of the boy from the king's power, my heart sank—but the tearing pain in my whole body made it impossible for me to determine where I was, and besides, I was in the dark, so I simply asked:

"Oh, I feel like my whole body hurts!"

"Damn! Did you just get water in your brain?"

Hearing my somewhat careless words, the boy of Wang Quan frowned, pulled my right foot, pointed to my thigh, and said very anxiously:

"You don't fucking feel it, are you in extra pain here?"

"Uh......"

Looking at Wang Quan's very serious expression, I subconsciously looked at the place he pointed out - I saw that the diving suit on my right thigh had been completely torn at this time, and there was a wound about ten centimeters long in the place where it was torn! )