The new book "The First Emperor of the World" has been uploaded, type: supernatural ability, ISBN: 96876

Introduction: His name is Han Dali, a son of the mountains, hunting and collecting medicine, skilled in bow and martial arts, cheerful and simple, but he has a lot of fate and suffers from the warmth and coldness of the world......

His name is Yingzheng, the first emperor of the ages, who once swept the six countries and was the first emperor of the world, but he pursued the ethereal way of immortality, and finally disappeared in the long river of history......

And now, they are calling the same name: Han Zheng!

The combination of souls, the inheritance of imprints, from the kind and optimistic mountain boy, to the outlaw who was framed, from the incompetence of the most lowly piglet, to the bow and arrow that is opened for battle, he is accompanied only by the law of the jungle where survival is paramount and the burning infinite will to fight......

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Chapter Sample:

Chapter 1 The Most Cheap Piglet

In the Pacific Ocean, a sail-filled, mottled, dilapidated ship is slowly sailing on the rough sea, on both sides of the hull, several huge stalks stretching out, are rowing regularly, full of goods, making this old ship a lot of effort, but because of the violent impact of the waves, it still makes it sway from side to side in the wind and waves, like a drunk man.

This cargo ship, which usually seemed like a behemoth in the eyes of people, is now like a small sailboat, floating in the deep blue sea, rising and falling with the waves of the hurricane.

The bad weather also slowed down the old ship's advance, and the sailors on board were busy, constantly running back and forth, and entering a state of alert.

In the long and narrow aisle where people come and go, several chefs walk back and forth, always kicking Han Dali, who is kneeling on the floor to wipe the greasy, and muttering: "Dead piglet, don't get in the way!" ”

Heaven and earth conscience, Han Dali's body has shrunk as much as possible, although the aisle of the cabin is narrow, but as long as you pay a little attention, it is impossible to hinder the actions of others at all.

However, for Han Dali, it had already numbed him like a daily routine, and at this time, his mind was blank, but the unbearable hunger in his stomach made him feel a little alive. All he could do now was wipe the rag in his hand mechanically on the greasy floor......

With a huge wave coming, the hull of the ship shook, and the people who were busy in the kitchen stood unsteadily, and all fell to the ground crookedly, and the sound of "Ding Ding Bell ~~" when the dishes fell to the ground also sounded instantly, and Han Dali, who was squatting on the ground, was also struggling, and his body was crooked, he lost his balance, rolled in the direction of the ship's tilt, and impartially pressed on the head chef who had just fallen and was full of fat.

Han Dali didn't expect that there was no pain at all, on the contrary, it was still soft, and he couldn't help but support his body, and there was a burst of body temperature from the touch of his hands, and before Han Dali could react, he heard a roar under him, and a huge force also came at the same time, so that Han Dali's body was pushed out at once.

"Peng~~", Han Dali slammed into the ingredient table in the center of the kitchen, just when Han Dali was hit, accompanied by the crazy scolding of the head chef, Han Dali only felt that his eyes were dark, and he suffered a heavy blow to his head, and he fell unconscious in an instant, and then the punches and kicks that fell on him like a rainstorm, he was already unconscious!

It's just that the blood that keeps flowing from the corners of his mouth, nose, and ears tells of the inhuman treatment and cruel beatings he suffered at this time.

After a long time, the sound of fists and feet stopped, looking at Han Dali, who was already dying, and the few people around him who helped the chef relieve his anger finally let him go.

The head chef looked at Han Dali, who was lying on the ground like a ball of rotten meat, and the floor with blood splattered blood, he couldn't help frowning, a burst of nausea, and said fiercely: "Take, deal with him quickly, if it doesn't work, just throw it into the sea, you, and you, clean up here, don't wait for the first mate to come and see it, and look for our stubble!" ”

With a "Yes!" Han Dali was dragged out like a dying leper dog.

For Han Dali's fate, the people in the entire kitchen did not have the slightest sympathy, not for anything else, just because he was the most lowly piglet, in their smuggling ship, the piglet was the cheapest "cargo", and like Han Dali, who was penniless, just sold all his life to the boss, in addition to doing hard labor on the ship, when he got to the ground, he had to go into the boss's underground workshop to repay the debts that he couldn't repay in his life, and it was just the travel expenses of this smuggling. Therefore, compared with those piglets who spend money to smuggle in, Han Dali can be described as the cheapest, cheapest and lowest grade......

Therefore, his life and death are like an ant that has been stepped on, who cares? Identity determines treatment, this sentence is placed here, there is no wrong thing.

Seeing that the two crew members were about to drag Han Dali out of the cabin, but at this moment, the hull of the ship shook violently several times, making people have to put down their work again and grab nearby fixes to stabilize their bodies. Even the two people who dragged Han Dali let go at the same time and grabbed the horizontal bar nearby.

And Han Dali's body underground, under the violent vibration of the hull, bumped and bumped, and was thrown far away in an instant.

"Hurry up and fix the things, we have to go to the deck to help after we are done, you two don't care about that piglet, let's finish the things inside, fuck, Lao Tzu has been gone for so long, this is the first time I have encountered such a big storm, brothers, work hard......" The fat chef who had just been pressed by Han Dali ordered loudly. Obviously, this storm also made him feel a little uneasy in his heart.

This is a super-standard smuggling ship, the hull is huge, it has far exceeded the ordinary smuggling ship, don't look at its mottled appearance, but it is an ancient relic, priceless, with the current manufacturing level, it can no longer be produced at all, and it is impossible for ordinary forces to have it.

It departed from Gufeng City and headed for Jinfan City, but this time the smuggling boat was not smuggling piglets and general economic goods, but the whole ship of cultural relics and many endangered rare animals and plants, for the rich and powerful people in Jinfan City to treasure and collect.

It is precisely because the cargo carried this time is so valuable, and it may not be possible to describe the value of this batch of goods at all, so Lanyuan Group spent a huge price to use such a massive tonnage ocean ferry, Hailan Star, to ensure the safety of the goods.

It is a pity that people are not as good as heaven, and I did not expect that the ship had almost completed most of the entire voyage, but at this time it encountered such a rare storm, and the crisis was imminent.

The thunder rolling in the sky, the lightning that slipped and fell seemed to have become a line with the sea, and the sound was so great that if you were a naturalist, you would be shocked and intoxicated by the magnificent natural wonders in front of you. But for the entire crew of the Aquamarine, it was like a talisman from Hades, beating in their hearts one after another.

The hurricane was even more violent, the torrential rain was even greater, and the thunder was accompanied by lightning, as if it was about to shake the entire sea upside down.

"Click~~", the huge hull of the Sea Blue Star finally couldn't support it, and it broke away from the middle. It should have been an earth-shattering loud noise, but in the roar of thunder and lightning in the sky and the roar of the waves, the cracking sound was so small that the sound it said was instantly annihilated.

At this time, for the crew of the Aquamarine Star, their panicked faces and screaming shouts were even more insignificant, and the unlucky ones were immediately thrown high from the fracture of the hull like a wave, and were swept into the roar of the waves. If you're lucky, you'll just follow the broken boat, go up and down a few times, and catch a few more seconds......

The rupture of the hull of the ship is without warning, not to mention that the crew on the ship has no time to react, that is, what can they react, looking at the plot in front of them, the huge waves will be the two huge wrecks that have been separated as if playing something, throwing up and sinking, and then throwing and sinking, so a few back and forth, and finally drowned under the fierce waves, there is no way, want to cry without tears, in the face of such a harsh environment, what is the role of a small human being?

Although Han Dali was not the first person to be thrown out, he was not spared, in fact, before the storm, he had already been unconscious, like a body paralyzed into a pile of rotten flesh, with the huge throwing of the ship's hull, he first hit the wall of the ship fiercely, unlike others, others must have been unconscious on the spot when they hit him like this, and for him, this violent impact made him spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, as if this blood had been accumulated in his chest for a long time, and the sudden smoothness of the breath in his chest made him can't help but grow a mouthful of turbidity, and it actually followed"Oops~~" woke up with a bang.

However, for Han Dali, it is better not to wake up, because with this impact, his body has been thrown out of the hull entirely, and due to the huge inertia of the hull, the hull itself quickly surpassed the top of Han Dali's head, and continued to rise upward.

Before Han Dali could react, a mouthful of salty seawater had already poured into his mouth, making him immediately choke on two mouthfuls in a row, although it was extremely uncomfortable, but it made him completely sober up.

As soon as he regained his senses, the pain that pierced his heart immediately came, making Han Dali involuntarily raise his head and let out a painful groan......

But as soon as this moan came out, it turned into a gasp of cool air! Seeing that half of the hull of the ship was above his head, and it seemed as if it had been thrown to the highest point and was about to start falling, which made Han Dali dumbfounded on the spot.

"Cough, cough~~" Han Dali's mouth couldn't help but be choked into two mouthfuls of seawater, at this time, Han Dali seemed to have forgotten the pain around him, and looked at the huge hull that had begun to fall and was constantly approaching the smashing huge hull, but his heart was peaceful.

"Is it finally over?" A thought flashed through Han Dali's mind.

How many times he faced death, how many times he faced hardships and obstacles, he didn't give up, but now, is it really about to end? Maybe the end of life itself is the best choice for him, but he is unwilling! The numbness and hopelessness on the outside could not extinguish the flame of life and the monstrous hatred in his heart!

Thinking of this, Han Dali suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something, and as if he was returning to the light, he used all his strength, looked up at the sky, glared angrily, and the unwillingness in his heart distorted his entire face......

Chapter 2 Cockroach Life

The huge hull fell mercilessly, and the helpless Han Dali could only wait for the moment when he was smashed into a meatloaf, but a miracle happened, seeing that Han Dali was about to die under the hull, with a huge roar of the waves, his body was pushed out by the huge waves, and the violent vibration made Han Dali involuntarily want to try to open his eyes, through the waves in the sky, he vaguely saw that the huge hull that was still above his head just now actually fell on the sea dozens of meters away from him, the power of nature, Sure enough, it is incomparable and unfathomable.

It turned out that at the moment when Han Dali closed his eyes and waited for death, a huge wave rushed in. Twenty meters high waves crashed heavily against the falling hull. So the hull of the ship was less than a meter above Han Dali, and it was just swept away by the huge waves, and finally landed on the sea in the distance.

Of course, Han Dali was also taken in another direction by this huge wave, and he was able to avoid a catastrophe. Although Han Dali didn't know why he escaped from the Ghost Gate, he knew that now was definitely not a moment of happiness, and he was far from being out of danger. Because as the hull of the ship sank, a huge whirlpool had formed on the surface of the sea. Suction continues to come, if he can't leave quickly at this time and open up the distance, he will not be able to escape the arrangement of fate after all, and he will only die!

However, for Han Dali, the temporary resurrection from the dead has not changed substantially, with his current situation and physical condition, that is, struggling for a few more minutes, maybe even just a few seconds, the chance of surviving is too small. But Han Dali didn't want to give up, because he had already died once just now, and now he was still breathing, not to say that he was lucky, but at least it could be said that this opportunity was purely earned!

The thunder and lightning in the sky, the cold sea water and the monstrous waves also seemed to remind Han Dali, waking him up, making him flee from the past, and the numbness and helplessness when he was treated inhumanely, instead of the unwillingness and hatred in his heart, they were like two poisonous snakes that were biting and stimulating him all the time, so that he couldn't help but have a strong thought in his mind, and there was only one thought, that is, "fuck" to live......

Under the domination of this belief, Han Dali ignored the pain in his body and began to save himself frantically, almost using the strength of his whole body to wave his arms vigorously, but every time he waved his arms, a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, and the reason why he could still make such an action could be said to be purely relying on his tenacious and undying will to swim desperately out in the stormy waves. At this moment, behind him, the half of the ship undulated in the sea a few times, and then began to sink slowly.

As the sea water quickly poured into the ship's hold, the giant ship sank faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely engulfed by the sea. A huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the sea and quickly spread outward.

Han Dali had just swam less than ten meters before he was caught up by the rapidly expanding whirlpool. Suddenly, the sea water wrapped around his body, spinning and rushing towards the center of the whirlpool, even if Han Dali struggled again and again, to no avail.

Beside him, there were countless fragments of cargo floating. Like Han Dali, they are wrapped in sea water and accompany Han Dali to the death date of the whirlpool.

At this moment, Han Dali's body suddenly hit a wooden box. The wooden box was one meter square, and the body was still intact, apparently an object that had fallen from the Aquamarine. Han Dali didn't care about the pain of being knocked over, spit out a few mouthfuls of bitter seawater with blood in it, and instinctively hugged the box. At this moment, this wooden box is like a life-saving straw, and it has become Han Dali's last hope for survival, even if this hope may only drag on for a few more seconds......

The box carried Han Dali, a few ups and downs in the sea, and had come to the very center of the whirlpool. Han Dali hugged the box with both arms, and the strength of his whole body was completely exerted, wishing that his own body would turn into a part of the box and never separate.

The box spun rapidly in the center of the whirlpool, and in the blink of an eye, it was sucked into the depths of the sea by a huge attraction. Han Dali only had time to take a breath before he was swallowed up by the whirlpool along with the box.

Han Dali closed his mouth and hugged the box tightly, now all he can do is resign himself to fate! There is less and less oxygen in the lungs, and the sinking depth seems never-ending. Just when Han Dali felt that his lungs were about to be suffocated, the box paused slightly, and then began to float upward. It turned out that with the gradual consumption of the whirlpool's power, the buoyancy of the wooden box finally defeated the whirlpool's power, allowing Han Dali to finally see a glimmer of hope.

As the box floated upwards, Han Dali's oxygen-starved brain went blank, and he didn't know how long he could hold on. All he could do was pray for this ascent to go faster, faster......

But he finally couldn't hold on anymore, and his brain, which was in a semi-comatose state due to lack of oxygen, could no longer control his body. I saw him open his mouth, and the gas that had been held in his lungs for a long time erupted, forming several huge bubbles. And when he subconsciously inhaled, he inhaled a large amount of seawater. There was a sharp pain in his lungs, and his eyes went black.

Thankfully, at the moment when Han Dali fainted, the box had already surfaced. And his arms subconsciously still hugged the box tightly, and his five fingers were still tightly clasped to the notch of the wooden box, at this time, it was not so much that he was still instinctively exerting force, but rather a cramp before death, so that the five fingers remained tightly clasped.

If Han Dali was still sober, he might find that this kind of scene could be regarded as a part of this wooden box as he wished, firmly attached to it.

People say that cockroaches have been trampled on their bellies, and they can live for a while with a belly full of white pulp, at this time it is used to describe Han Dali who fluctuates with the box, up and down, and floats and fluctuates in the waves, which is not an exaggeration.

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"Ahem!" I don't know how long it took, Han Dali woke up coughing from a coma. He found that he was still alive, and no matter what pain and numbness in his limbs he had, he couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in his heart, because as long as he lived, he had a chance, a chance to survive.

The wind and waves on the sea were still raging, and the huge waves kept throwing Han Dali and the box he relied on for survival to the crest of the wave, and then to the bottom of the wave. Although the situation is still dangerous, the current situation is a hundred times better than the dangerous situation just now.

But Han Dali didn't say he was lucky, even the pain from his body made him have no time to worry, and the house leak happened to rain overnight, and then he found that the situation was very bad.

Because the waves had brought him to a reef-filled sea. The sea is full of rocks and canine teeth. It is not known how many man-eating reefs are distributed beneath the surface of the sea. Han Dali looked at this hideous sea area helplessly, and only smiled bitterly in his heart, every reef here could be his burial place.

Under the surging of the huge waves, Han Dali and the box floated in the reef forest in a thrilling way. Every time he brushed past the hideous reef, he had to thank God in his heart. However, the wooden box has begun to be damaged in the continuous collision with the reef, and the two wooden planks near Han Dali's eyes have long been broken, revealing a transparent box made of unknown materials inside, and a dark red treasure chest of nearly thirty centimeters is stored in the box, which is also the result of Han Dali's glance in the gap, at this time, although Han Dali knows that this box is a treasure smuggled by the Sea Blue Star, how can he be in the mood to care about this matter now, what treasure is not a treasure, can make him immortal, It is the most precious gift that God has given him.

At this moment, he seems to be playing a game of life and death with the god of fate, and his hope for life has been completely pinned on his own luck.

Obviously, though, luck is something that is not very reliable. Perhaps the god of fate was tired of playing this game of life and death, and a huge wave swept in, and the box was swept into the air, and then smashed towards a huge reef.

Han Dali looked at the sharp stone edges of the reef in mid-air, flashing with cold light, as if he was smiling at him. At this moment, no matter whether he let go of the box or not, he couldn't escape the fate of falling to pieces on the reef.

He sighed secretly, all he could do was hold the box under him harder, but he found that his hands and feet were no longer under his control, and his fingers were even stiffer, and he couldn't even move except to maintain his current clasped position.

Alas, after all, he still couldn't escape the arrangement of fate, or not, it can be regarded as fate to be able to break his bones with this box, and this box has pulled him back from the ghost gate several times in this vast sea, and it can be regarded as his life-saving benefactor, and he is not alone when he goes to Huangquan Road at this moment!

Although he was unwilling in his heart, Han Dali's heart was much calmer in this situation, and the only thing he had to face was to close his eyes and wait for death......

Chapter 3: The Will of the First Emperor

But before Han Dali could close his eyes, the box had already smashed heavily on the hard reef in an instant. Under the huge impact force, the box suddenly split apart and flew outward.

With the rupture of the box, the transparent box in the box also inertia down, slammed heavily on the sharp reef tip, a crisp sound came out, the transparent box instantly shattered, under the collision of internal reaction force, the dark red treasure chest inside was actually thrown out, and the pattern lock on it did not know when it was collided off, in the process of tumbling out, the box lid was instantly opened without restraint, and a yellow light accompanied by a crown suddenly rose to the sky.

The yellow light dragged the crown in the same trajectory, and if one could look closely, they could see that the yellow light was actually in the shape of an oval, revealing an object resembling a golden egg under the luster, with intricate patterns and patterns carved on it. But what kind of material is it made of, wood? Metal? Organic matter? I don't know.

At this time, the oval ball faced the sea breeze, and at the same time made a crisp sound.

But at this time, Han Dali couldn't see the strange scene, because with his body that was already close to running out of oil, the moment he crashed into the reef with the box, he couldn't hold on and fainted, after all, sometimes, no matter how strong his will is, he can't change his fate!

The huge impact threw Han Dali out almost at the same time, so that his body was finally separated from the box, but his ten fingers were still tightly locked, and the flesh and blood on the fingers were blurred, obviously rubbing against the box......

However, coincidentally, Han Dali's thrown body actually maintained the same direction of movement as the yellow light with the crown, and smashed it towards another reef on the opposite side.

Since Han Dali's weight was much larger than that oval golden ball and crown, of course, he was unlucky enough to land heavily on the protruding reef first, and a sound of scapulars shattering also came out instantly, Han Dali didn't even snort, anyway, for him, who was not far from death and was now in an extremely comatose state, what kind of blow and what kind of injury was no longer felt at all, at most it was just an instinctive reaction......

Han Dali's body is not a box, there is also the possibility of rebounding, when he fell on it heavily, in addition to the shock of his body, it seemed to be tightly glued to it. In fact, a slightly protruding reef ridge had been inserted into his entire back, and a large amount of blood kept gushing out of his back, but before it could spread out, it was swept away by the waves below him, and there was no trace.

At the same time, the golden ball and the crown that followed in the air also smashed, as if falling into a well, and smashed heavily on Han Dali's head again, and the oval golden ball hit Han Dali's head impartially, and a cracking crisp sound was also heard instantly, and at the same time, it sprinkled Venus dots, enveloping Han Dali's whole body, each Venus was like a little elf, and it fell on Han Dali's body and disappeared without a trace.

However, with the infiltration of these small Venus, Han Dali's body was covered with a layer of gold at the same time, and gradually turned into blood, in fact, the reason is that this is just the blood on Han Dali's skin, which makes this layer of golden light look colored, but if someone takes a closer look, they can find that these small blood beads oozing from Han Dali's skin are slightly purple, and those with medical experience can generally judge that this should be regarded as blood congestion in the body.

At this time, in the middle of those shattered Venus, there was actually a more brilliant golden ball of light, the smoke flowed, and there was a faint amber color under the golden light, flashing with mysterious light, only to see that this ball of light remained castrated, as if it had been hidden in the elliptical ball, and today it was finally liberated, and it was penetrated into Han Dali's head, so that Han Dali's entire head was Huaguang Dasheng, and even the crown was actually impartial under the attraction of the qi machine, and it happened to be worn on his head.

The yellow light became more and more abundant, and it had gradually spread from the head to Han Dali's whole body, and after a while, the light wrapped Han Dali's entire body, and was held up by this layer of light, miraculously hovering more than a meter away from the reef, which was staggering.

Looking closely, the crown on Han Dali's head was made of gold all over, and an amber object was inlaid directly in front of the crown. This object is square, like jade, not jade. And the yellow light emanated from this jade-like object, echoing with the light that originally came out of Han Dali's brain, to produce such an effect.

The outer layer of yellow light revealed a peaceful aura, enveloping Han Dali entirely, shielding him from the stormy waves. At the same time, a warm feeling came from the light, penetrating into the deepest part of his body through the surface of Han Dali's body, and even the scars around Han Dali's body seemed to have begun to heal under this effect, especially the newly opened wound on his back just now, which had actually stopped bleeding and began to scar.

But for the yellow ball of light that seeped into Han Dali's brain, it was not so soft, on the contrary, it was also full of domineering and raging intent, wantonly colliding and destroying Han Dali's entire brain......

This kind of torture made even Han Dali, who was in a deep coma, tremble all over, and the cells in his brain seemed to be twisted by a meat grinder, full of tearing pain. And the pain gradually began to spread downward, gradually reaching his whole body.

Han Dali's meridians and bones immediately exploded as if they had encountered some external force, and the musculature of his whole body also rose in pieces, bulging countless irregular hard lumps, and the skin bulging with blood blisters the size of glass marbles. At this moment, even the original hot and painful wound was also under this effect, as if it had encountered a high temperature, quickly scarred, forming a hard lump, and then it was pushed up again by the force of the collision in the body, and then scarred, and the cycle began again and again, which was extremely weird.

Suddenly, as if his mind couldn't bear any pressure, Han Dali's eyes opened suddenly, his eyes were blood-red, his hands were holding his head, and his body lying horizontally immediately had a spasm, and an inhuman roar sounded in his mouth at the same time: "Wow...... Ah......h

Han Dali's screams were comparable to the sound of the waves, but at the end of the roar, the hoarse shouts that had no meaning gradually converged into human words, muttering.

"Kill the violator...... Kill...... Elixir ......"

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"Hehe, Dali, you are the pride of our village...... Vigorously, vigorously, call your father, the foal is about to give birth......"

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"Fusu my son...... Eunuch Zhao Gao, you dare to ......"

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"Vigorously, study hard after entering the city, and be an upper-class person, and win glory for our village......"

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"Destroy the Six Kingdoms...... Qin ...... The Tigers and Wolves...... Thousands of years strong Qin, eternal and immortal...... Immortality ......"

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"Han Dali? Such a earthy name...... Han Dali, I heard that you have a co-ed bath there, and sometimes two brothers share a wife, right? It's really a foreigner, it's disgusting...... Han Dali, come here, polish my shoes, haha...... Fucking be careful, these shoes are the latest 'Childe', and it'......s not enough to lose you if you sell them."

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Han Dali's words came out of his mouth at this time, and the frequency of change was getting faster and faster, and some of the words mixed in it obviously didn't seem like he could say it in his identity.

These words that have been spoken, although they are unconscious manifestations for Han Dali, and they can't be controlled at all, but in fact, these are all fragments of memories in Han Dali's mind at this time, but the strange thing is that it seems to have an extra person's memory......

Under the shroud of the yellow soft light on the periphery, the relaxation of the body and the disappearance of the pain did not alleviate any of Han Dali's pain, but this pain had been transferred from the outside to the inside, into his head.

The battlefields of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, and the monstrous hatred of the school tragedy, kept intertwining in Han Dali's mind as if they were watching the flowers, and the frequent alternation of this kind of consciousness and memory was like an invisible force, constantly ravaging Han Dali's nerves, and the severe headache also came because of this.

Han Dali was in a daze, and for a while he felt like an emperor, sitting on the top of the main hall, facing hundreds of civil and military officials, and was angrily reproaching him; After a while, he felt that he had returned to his childhood, and followed his father up to the mountains to hunt and collect medicine, carefree......

The scene and picture kept changing, Han Dali's expression kept changing, his mouth continued to babble, and he felt that his mind was becoming more and more blurred, and the yellow light that entered Han Dali's head seemed to be constantly spreading, and the light was scattered in all corners of the nerves in his brain like substance, and from the beginning of the chaos to the targeted infiltration.

At this time, in Han Dali's mind, the picture of the emperor began to gradually become clear, and the original alternation also slowed down, only occasionally did Han Dali's own memory appear, but the frequency was much smaller.

The headache was also alleviated a lot, the person was much more comfortable, and his expression was eased, but Han Dali didn't know that the yellow light had spread all over his entire brain domain, and it seemed to be implanted with some kind of memory, completely forcibly occupying Han Dali's own consciousness!

Han Dali now only feels a moment of confusion, the Civic is like the beginning of the world, countless strange illusions, or battlefield storms, or palace battles, beginning and falling, the king's domineering, violent passion, desire to conquer, entangled with each other, a new kind of spirit, has been ready to completely replace Han Dali's own Civic, bringing it into a new stage.

But at this moment, when the yellow light continued to penetrate the deepest layer of Han Dali's brain domain, suddenly Han Dali's body was a huge shock, and under the trigger of the yellow light, the fragment of memory was finally reflected in the scene in the Gufeng Academy, which was also the scene that Han Dali was most reluctant to think about and the most unbearable to look back on.

The hard reading under the toilet lamp, the girl's crying, the naked carcass, the man's lewd smile, the ugly scenes, one scene after another instantly filled Han Dali's entire mind, the distorted face on his face seemed to have lost its normal shape, and in his mind, Liu Tianfeng's handsome but hideous face kept appearing, near and far.

"Haha, Han Dali, since you saw it, then you are unlucky......"

"Count you unlucky, count you unlucky, count you unlucky......"

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Liu Tianfeng's words seemed to overwhelm all thoughts, and they kept echoing in Han Dali's mind repeatedly, lingering, and not leaving!

Anger, unyielding, murderous intent, desolation, and other of the strongest negative emotions of human beings, all at once, forced out the yellow light that was originally intended to be occupied by the magpie's nest dove, so that it could only form a membrane on the periphery, and gradually lurked quietly, leaving only a few traces when exiting......

"Liu, Liu Tianfeng, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you...... By the way, I, who am I? Who am I...... You're a murderer, you're a rapist murderer...... I want to eat, I want to eat, I grow up eating...... Fuck, keep beating me, you're a fucking wanted criminal, and you won't lose your life if you die...... Get out of the way, you cheap piggy, you only deserve to eat swill......"

A noisy sound sounded in Han Dali's head, the fierce interrogation of the law enforcement team, the ridicule of children following behind him, and the oppression and humiliation of those villains, the inhuman life and encounters of the past year are all vivid, as if they were going through the motions in his mind.

Han Dali was almost crazy, his body writhed violently, and his hands were waving vigorously in the void, as if he wanted to drive away everything in his mind, but it was like scratching his boots, and it didn't work at all.

At this time, Han Dali's face could no longer distinguish any expression, hideous, frightened, desperate, resentful, desolate, and so on were constantly changing, and the speed and frequency were getting faster and faster, and finally it seemed as if the whole thing was blended together.

A loud roar of "Ah......hhhh

Han Dali finally became conscious, but this consciousness felt an explosive pain in his brain, as if all his brains were boiling and bursting, making him unconscious again the moment he regained consciousness, but in that instant, a nursery rhyme that his mother often sang floated by......

It was the yellow bird that sang in my mother's arms,

It was the wild chrysanthemum that bloomed on my father's back,

Catching a butterfly can make up a beautiful story,

With a blade of grass, it can blow a moving song,

Dig a basket of wild vegetables, round the belly of the little pig,

Catch a string of small fish, happy to eat the hungry cat,

O children of the mountains, born in the sun, and raised in the wilderness,

Breathe fresh and enjoy the joy......