Liu Fuling knew that he was in a dream. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This dream was vast, desolate, and boundless, with no end in sight in all directions, and he stood between the chaotic heaven and earth, dazed.

He didn't feel anything, he didn't even blur his own existence, the boy lowered his head, looked at his hands, and then trembled slightly, what he saw was no longer a simple arm, but two hands that were enveloped by two fierce aura.

The pale blue and blood-red light flowed in the left and right arms, reflecting the abnormally transparent arms that were originally intact musculokeletal, as if they were naturally rooted in them.

Liu Fuling was in a trance for a moment, and vaguely understood that the two magic knives were lurking in his arms, but he was puzzled by the fact that there was such a huge movement before, how could the so-called "confession" be so sloppy afterwards? From start to finish, nothing happened that he expected.

It's just that he took the initiative to wave the knife in his hand, and with the help of Biluo and Huangquan itself, he defeated the Nine Heavenly Thunder, and that's it.

Is that enough?

Perhaps to confirm his suspicions, the light in his arms faded until it was darkened and fell into a dead silence, and he tried to sense it, but the magic knife placed in it did not respond.

It's like a joke that doesn't sit too big or too small.

Before he could do anything more, a thick black gas came from all directions, completely enveloping him, reaching out and not seeing his five fingers, he groped around under his vague senses, and the black qi became denser and denser with a faint chill and gloom.

He felt a little tired and wanted to fall asleep in the billowing black air, but a flash of lightning suddenly swept by, and he suddenly woke up, and a dull thud came belatedly.

The thunder and lightning dispersed the black gas in an instant, one after another, like endless lightning splitting down in the air, ambiguously floating around Liu Fuling's body, forming a spectacular ocean composed of thunder.

Liu Fuling felt a sharp pain, as if the bone pain caused by the Heavenly Punishment Thunder that had just happened was clearly resurfaced, and this small space shook with him.

At this moment, a snake-like flexible electric light burst in, right at the center of his eyebrows, and the young man's head tilted back, and he involuntarily fell backwards, not feeling the expected pain, but poured into a pool of water.

He suddenly found that he was drowning in endless water for some reason, but he did not suffocate, he was completely like a fish in water, swimming freely, and he unconsciously wandered in it.

The ease and ease that he had never felt before made him want to immerse himself in it, never wake up again, and face the truth of everything, leaving no room for the truth of everything.

But just as he thought so, the originally gentle water became hot and cold.

When it is cold, it is extremely cold, like falling into an ice cave, and when it is hot, it is extremely hot, like boiling and burning.

Liu Fuling was suddenly miserable, he struggled, stretched out his hand with great effort, at this time he had no internal strength, no martial arts and a strong body, nothing, but he didn't panic, it was more of a helplessness that made the young man extremely hateful.

He seemed to be going to sink right there.

He didn't pray for anyone to save him, he knew that it was a dream, but he hoped that it wasn't a dream, so that he really sank like this......

A hand, suddenly, grabbed him.

It was a slender and thin hand, seemingly powerless, but it firmly grasped him, pulling him up little by little.

Stubborn, resolute.

Liu Fuling sighed.

Thereupon.

He woke up from a dream.

……

The sunlight sprinkled through the mottled gaps in the treetops, and a touch happened to fall on the young man's open eyes, and he suddenly felt dazzling, he wanted to raise his arms to cover it, but he found that his whole body was numb, and he couldn't exert any strength, he didn't force it, but quietly looked around.

At this moment, the lush grass below, an old tree that is slightly sparse overhead, the breeze blows, and you can see the blue sky and white clouds through the staggered branches, leisurely.

Everything was so peaceful that he thought he was still in a dream.

At this time, the young man heard the movement, he tilted his head with great effort, and saw a slender figure staggering towards him, for some reason, the young man closed his eyes, and looked like he was still in a coma.

In the midst of this, the man came to his side, seemed to lean down slowly, a cool hand gently caressed his face, and stopped on his forehead, and then he heard a relieved exhale, like a breeze on the young man's face, and he resisted the urge to raise his eyebrows.

"Okay, okay, Ah Ye, he's fine, much better than before, it's getting better and better, he's not so cold, it's so good Ah Ye, your efforts are not in vain, go on, keep going, ......"

He heard the girl whisper to herself, and then her hands landed gently on his chest, and she carefully pressed against his heart, listening intently, hearing a steady heartbeat.

Plop, plop, plop -

A little itching, a little numbness, like a dragonfly dotting water, but the ripples reverberating on the calm water surface are bigger than a circle.

The warm face and breath penetrated the new skin, and the young man's fingertips trembled slightly, and finally opened his closed eyes.

But he only saw her back, and saw her turn around, staggering, step by step, towards the depths of this jungle.

He saw her thinner body, her scarred hands, her bruised left ankle, where the blood was pooling, so she limped as she walked, but never stopped.

He couldn't see her expression, he didn't know if she was crying because of the pain.

He actually didn't care, he didn't care, but he still wanted to see, wanted to see her.

……

The girl returned, clutching a dying hare in her hand.

She squatted down, looked at the pale gray rabbit in her hand, bit her lip, watched it kick its hind feet weakly in her hands, its red eyes like jewels, and she touched its fluffy head.

Muttering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's okay, it's okay......"

She pressed the hare to the ground, grabbed its neck, clearly felt the warm body temperature and beating veins of the little beast, and slowly exerted force, her eyes suddenly flashed in front of her eyes and she waved the knife without hesitation, blood flashed, she closed her eyes suddenly, and let go of her hand.

The hare, which had lost its restraints, fluttered a few times, sprang up, and fled into the woods.

Ah Ye was stunned, looked back at the young man who was still asleep, and sighed bitterly.

"Stupid! A sucker! What to eat at night! Big stupid! She cupped her knees and buried her head in, "I can't do anything......

Muttering to herself and feeling annoyed, the girl stood up with a wrinkled face and endured the pain, her bruised ankles lost sensation, and in a trance, she fell down on a lean.

A gust of wind blew.

A pair of powerful arms caught her.

The girl poured into a warm embrace.

She looked up.

Saw him.

……