Feng Qiao didn't know what was going on with her, she clearly fell, but her thinking was very clear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info she seems to have entered a kind of mysterious realm, all the sounds of the outside world seem to be far away from her, but it doesn't seem to leave, but slowly amplified, enveloping her whole person - no, no, it's her, she herself has become heaven and earth!

She could hear the sound of ants crawling over the moss on the ground, and she could see the ripples of every drop of rain.

In that moment, she forgot everything, forgot her companion who had died tragically, forgot the wind that was running away, and her thoughts drifted out of the clouds. She saw a magnificent city made of ice and snow beyond the Qianli Emperor Prison Mountain Range, she saw the street vendors in the Fang City shuttling in the flow of people, the rows of shops, there were shopkeepers shouting loudly, through the doors and windows of the restaurant, she could clearly see the drunken customers on the table in the lobby,

But she didn't stop.

Her spiritual sense continued to spread, and she slowly left this ice and snow city, and she saw the vast snowy glacier outside the city, this is the Northland, the world of ice and snow.

She continued walking.

To the north of the Northland is an endless black ocean. The first time she saw the sea, she was almost obsessed with the raging waves, looking at the rough sea and meditating quietly.

Then she left and headed south.

The further south you go, the more color the earth becomes. For the first time, she saw a variety of colorful flowers and trees, which are evergreen all year round, and life flourishes.

I don't know how long I walked, but the south side came to an end, and there was another sea.

This time, she didn't stop.

She could already feel her connection with this spiritual sense slowly weakening, and she knew that this was about to reach her limit, but she suddenly wanted to know, what was on the other side of the sea?

So she plunged headlong into it again.

The wisp of spiritual consciousness stretched longer and longer, as thin as silk, as if someone could break it with a gentle blow. But it just didn't break, and in the waves of the South China Sea, it went further and further south......

Suddenly, faintly, she saw that at the end of the sky, at the end of the sea, there was a dark color!

It's land! At the end of the sea, there is even a continent!

She suddenly became excited, as if something was calling her, and she did everything she could to get closer to the land! So she threw herself forward—

But in the next moment, with a snap, the filament of spiritual consciousness was violently pulled off, and Feng Qiao opened his eyes.

This is a chaotic world, Feng Qiao only felt as if she was caught in a piece of black, there was a faint aurora in the sky, the starlight was mottled, she was floating in the air, but for some reason her heart suddenly felt a little dazed and sad, and it pressed heavily on her heart. It all seemed to come from the land on the other side of the sea, and that land seemed to be calling to her all the time, making her want to run desperately・・・・・・

At this time, Feng Qiao didn't know that this taste was actually called nostalgia. The call of that land is the call of the dark in the blood of her hometown, even if there is no memory, the traces that go deep into the soul are still imperceptibly affecting her.

That piece of land will be her life's responsibility.

However, she didn't know anything now, she could only float blankly and watch.

Not far in front of her, there was a small blue light. The blue light is dim, and it is clear that it will go out at any time. She floated up curiously, trying to touch it slightly.

A cold voice suddenly sounded:

"Who are you?"

Feng Qiao shuddered violently. The voice was cold, and every word was as clear as ice cracking jade, with a cold spring of cold air, which made Feng Qiao feel excited.

She looked at the blue light curiously, and the sound was clearly from the blue light. So she said, "I should ask you." Where is it? Who are you? ”

The blue light flashed, and the clear voice sounded again: "This is your sea of knowledge." I am a remnant soul deposited on the sword, stained with your blood, awakened by the aura in your blood. ”

"What is the sea of knowledge? What is Spiritual Consciousness? You're not in the Rusty Sword, why did you come to the sea of my knowledge? Feng Qiao's face was blank.

The cool voice stopped, and said, "My remnant soul needs your sea of knowledge to nourish it." Go out, and I will call you if there is any situation. Don't talk about all this, and I'll make it up to you. ”

"Who the hell are you? I ・・・・・・"

Before Feng Qiao finished speaking, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a special sound of crackling firewood sounded in his ears.

She seemed to have come out of that chaotic world, Feng Qiao slowly opened her eyes, the world in front of her was blurry, she rubbed her eyes, and blinked several times.

The world in front of him was not yet clear, but Feng Qiao raised his eyebrows. As soon as she woke up, she suddenly felt that there seemed to be something more between heaven and earth, invisible and intangible, but it really existed, like clouds and mist, soft, stretching, thin, but everywhere, like air, extremely comfortable.

"- It's Reiki." Liufeng's tired voice sounded beside her, and Feng Qiao turned her head sharply to see his pale face.

It was in a small cave, and a small bonfire was lit in front of her, and the branches of the trees crackled and burned, and the fire was bright and extinguished.

"Feng Qiao, you're awake. I'm sorry, ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem・・・・・・ only one of you was rescued. ”

The sound of the flowing wind evoked her memories, Feng Qiao whimpered, hugged her head and curled up, those sad and painful memories slowly churned out in her mind, making her recall little by little.

On the way to evacuate the mountain range, they were suddenly attacked by a giant beast white tiger, and hundreds of villagers were unfortunately killed.

Especially those children, in front of Feng Qiao, they were swallowed by the giant beast White Tiger one by one.

The torrential rain outside the cave was still falling, and the dim and dark sky was just like Feng Qiao's mood.

"It's not your fault. Flowing Wind, how's your injury? You've bled a lot. She forced herself not to cry out, and asked Liufeng softly.

"Ahem, ahem・・・・・・ I'm fine, I can't die." He held Feng Qiao's hand, forced his heavy eyelids open, and half of his body almost leaned on Feng Qiao, "I don't want to sleep・・・・・・ talk to me for a while." ”

Liufeng's back was scratched open by the claws of the giant beast white tiger, and the scars extended to his arms, and the bones were visible. The frost-white wide-sleeved deep coat had long been tattered and stained with blood.

Feng Qiao forcibly held back the tears in his eyes and said gently, "I'll help you with the medicine first." ”

Liufeng paused and said softly, "Okay." As soon as he raised his hand, several crystal clear bottles appeared out of thin air in his palm, large and small, some were carved from transparent spars, and some were of warm jade texture, with different colors and exquisite shapes.

"There is a liquid medicine in the jade bottle, you help me wash the wound. The other bottles are filled with powder, just sprinkle them all. ”

His voice barely remained calm, but there was still a loss and fatigue that could not be concealed.