Jingle bell bell bell

The piercing ringing of the alarm clock resounded in the room, and Qin Ping's eardrum was painful.

Qin Ping looked at it as if he had seen a peerless devil. The alarm clock was ringing, and he was screaming desperately.

How could he have forgotten the alarm clock that was responsible for waking him up to school every day?

He recognized it at a glance!

“...... Was it just a dream?"

He smiled wryly and looked down at his chest, where it was intact and the little horn still hung there. Looking around Siqin, the familiar desks, pen holders, textbooks, exercise sets, test papers, and admission tickets in plastic document bags......

Everything is exactly the same as the original, nothing has changed.

He woke up in bed, ready for the college entrance exam. In retrospect, the memories of the tribe, the beasts, the alliances, and the beastmasters were so profound, but when Qin Ping raised his palm and tried to gather the wild breath, it was empty.

Only then did he realize that it was really a dream, a bizarre and incomparably real dream!

"Alas!"

Qin Ping let out a long sigh, his body softened, and he fell back into the soft big bed, staring at the ceiling blankly, feeling stunned.

Thinking back to his own incompetence in reality, how he wished it all was true. In that dream, he really found the passion to be alive.

"It's a pity that dreams will wake up eventually!"

With his eyes drooping, Qin Ping clenched his palms hard, his nails piercing into the flesh, bringing bursts of tingling pain.

Is this the end of a dream?

Bang!

The door was almost slammed open, and panicked parents rushed into the room.

Qin Ping's strange screams just now were so terrible that they were so frightened that the middle-aged couple was not possessed, and their hearts were in their throats, and they rushed over as soon as possible.

Qin Ping didn't expect this at all, but was so frightened that he turned over and sat up, looking at the door in horror.

His expression froze instantly, his eyes widened and widened, his mouth was half-open, and his eyeballs almost fell out of his sockets.

What did he see?

He saw that the parents he was familiar with at the door, but ...... They actually have the characteristics of the orcs?!

He saw that behind his hard-working mother, there was a pair of gray wings, like the wings of a sparrow, but they had expanded countless times.

And the father, who has a serious personality and is persistently masculine, has a pair of big furry hands, and suddenly a pair of bear paws.

"What the hell is going on?"

He slowly stood up, and could see the worry in their eyes, so genuine, full of care. It's an outpouring of true feelings, and it can't be faked. He was often sick when he was a child, and Qin Ping couldn't be more familiar with his parents' worried eyes.

Is all this real or an illusion?

Or is there something wrong with your own spirit?

Qin Ping slowly retracted his gaze, looked down at himself, and found that he didn't have any signs of beastification, and he was still the intact earth boy.

"Are you alright?"

Mother took a few steps to the bed, grabbed Qin Ping's shoulder, and asked anxiously.

Qin Ping shook his head vigorously, but the pair of wings still existed so clearly. He subconsciously reached out and touched it, but it passed through.

That's not an entity!

But, when he touched it, he felt something familiar.

- Wild Breath!

"Mom, can you fly?"

He couldn't help but ask.

The mother's face froze, and she reached out and rubbed Qin Ping's head and said, "Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't scare your mother!"

Qin Ping was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his eye swept to a detail. The father's hands in the back of the side suddenly clenched, and he looked so solemn.

Only then did he realize that his parents had been frightened by his successive abnormal behaviors.

"Am I crazy?"

Qin Ping asked himself secretly, shook his head, and said with a toothy smile: "Parents, I'm fine!"

The couple finally breathed a sigh of relief. The father stepped forward and said, "Have breakfast, I'll take you to the examination room." Son, don't be too stressed. As long as you do your best, we won't blame you!"

Qin Ping's heart warmed, recalling that he didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, and his heart was ashamed.

Wash up, eat breakfast, and head out.

Sitting behind his father, the electric car drove along the busy road.

Qin Ping looked left and right, and his hands couldn't help but clench. He saw that the hideous predator climbed out of the luxury car and shook his head into the building; the tiger-headed man with a strong aura shuttled through the crowd, searching for opportunities; behind the smooth glass curtain wall, the giant eagle was looking down on everything with half-open wings, cunningly searching for something; on the road was a tame crowd, the bull-headed man, the sheep-headed man, the horse-headed man, the catwoman, the dog-headed boy, and the owl uncle...... They seem so tame that they flow like a tidal wave.

In his eyes, the familiar city is like a paradise for beasts, and everyone is more or less wrapped in wildness, waiting, chasing, plundering, and seeking ......

They're hustling, they're silent, they're roaring, they're wailing......

What the hell is wrong with this world?

Cold sweat continued to burst out of his skin, Qin Ping only felt chills all over his body, his heart was beating wildly, and his mind was surging.

Such a world is terrible!

Suddenly, they drove into an alley. Walking through the long alleys, you will soon reach the school. However, Qin Ping raised his eyes and looked ahead, everything became blurred, only the "bear paw" of his father firmly holding the handlebar was so clear.

The shiny claws, the thick palms, the shaggy hair......

Those hands, full of a wild magic, became clearer and clearer against the backdrop of the endless nothingness in front of them.

Qin Ping's breathing became more and more rapid, and he felt his chest burn. He subconsciously lowered his head, only to find that the horn was melting, and the crimson was like iron juice, flowing on his chest, deeply imprinted.

The pain went deep into the soul, and it was terrifying. Soon, he was engulfed in pain, feeling dizzy, his body staggered, and he tumbled.

The ground beneath also became void, like a lonely chaos.

He kept falling, the memories of his life flashing by like a marquee, and his mind finally fell into a darkness of ignorance.

It seems that the mind has stopped for a long, long time, so long that it is impossible to find out how much time has passed.

Suddenly, Qin Ping opened his eyes and woke up like a dream.

The fierce wolf is surging, the nine-colored wild breath is burning, the fierce wolf not far away is lying on the ground, letting out a low roar, and outside is the roar of the wolves and the terrible cry......

Qin Ping exhaled slowly, and suddenly felt that there was a kind of wildness that came from the soul. In the past, he thought that he had grown up in a civilized world, and his perspective was limited, and his natural sense of superiority as a human made him think that man and beast were completely different.

But since becoming a beast master, he has learned about the breath of wildness, the way of wildness, and changed his perspective, and when he looked back, he found that wildness has never disappeared from the body of a human, but it is interpreted in another way.

And everything he encountered before was not a reversal of time, but a vision brought to him by the horn in his heart