In the dark, Gu Chaoyang opened his eyes.

Overhead, a faint yellow light fell obliquely, and on the side, a figure twisted on the wall made of red bricks and gravel.

There was the sound of running water in his ears, the sour smell floating in his nose, and on one side, against the wall, there was a sewage ditch, and he was lying on the edge of the sewage ditch, with the cold and damp ground under him, his right hand hanging down in the ditch, and on his left hand, next to a sludge-stained sharp stone.

There was a drizzle in the air, and the raindrops fell gently.

Not far away, someone was whispering.

"Shorthair, hurry up!"

"Hmm!"

Beside him, someone answered.

Gu Chaoyang had never heard this language, but he clearly understood the meaning of the words.

What's going on?

There was a faint pain in the back of the head, and the inside of the brain was like a mess, and it was very jerky.

He took a silent breath, overcoming the dizziness in his mind, and some of the images swirled and pounced, it was a scene from someone's life, so strange, yet so familiar, and there was no sense of disobedience when blended together.

Final Picture......

Perhaps, maybe someone knocked him on the back of the head, and he was lying in this dark and damp alley.

Closing his eyes slightly, Gu Chaoyang exhaled a long breath, his whole body relaxed, his mind was condensed, his heart was empty, and at the same time, his left hand held the sharp stone.

The guy next to him leaned down, and the exhaled air hit his face, and there was a rancid smell of cucumber cheese, and the smell was very unpleasant.

"Are you dead? If you don't die, make up for it!"

"Good. ”

The man held out his hand and put his fingers close to his nose.

Gu Chaoyang opened his eyes suddenly.

Under the dim yellow light, the two looked at each other, and the other party was a little stunned and couldn't help blinking.

Taking advantage of the man's lack of reaction, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the other party's wrist with extreme force.

The wrist was grabbed, and the person subconsciously pulled it back, because it was difficult to exert force when he squatted on the ground, and the amplitude of his movements was relatively large, at this time, he suddenly let go of his hand.

The body lost its center of gravity, and the opponent stumbled and fell to the ground.

With his right hand on the ground, his body jumped up from the ground like a tight whip, Gu Chaoyang pounced on the guy like a tanuki, and his left hand held the sharp stone tightly, even if the flesh of the palm was scratched by the edges and corners of the stone, he still didn't let go.

He waved his left hand and dropped hard.

The sharp corner of the stone was on the other person's face, to be precise, it fell on the person's eye socket, the guy subconsciously closed his eyes, and the corner of the sharp stone still pierced the eye deeply through the soft eyelids.

"Yikes!"

Shorthair let out a terrible scream.

In the darkness, blood splattered.

Screaming, the guy subconsciously raised his hand and covered his face.

Gu Chaoyang raised his right hand, waved his palm like a knife, and slashed cleanly at the opponent's throat, cutting off the opponent's trachea.

Shorthair rolled on the ground, mouth open, but no sound came out, and after rolling a few times, half of his body fell into the gutter in the corner, his body stuck in it, and he twitched for a while, and then stopped moving.

Gu Chaoyang stood up, and the shadow stretched very long, projecting on the wall behind him.

The other guy was standing seven or eight paces away from him, about thirty years old, with a beard, a hooked nose, and deep-set eyes, and at this time, the expression on the man's face was a little dull, and he was looking at him blankly.

"Shit!"

The man reacted, cursed in a low voice, and put his hand on his waist.

At this moment, Gu Chaoyang took a small step forward, used all his strength to wave his left hand, like a pitcher on a baseball field, and threw the blood-stained sharp stone in his hand towards the person opposite.

The blood-stained stones rushed through the rain curtain and rushed towards the man, who only had time to blink before he was hit straight on the center of his eyebrows by the stone, and his eyes turned black, and he fell backwards involuntarily.

struggled to get up, but for a while, the body did not obey the call.

Gu Chaoyang closed his eyes and lengthened his breath, that throw exhausted his spirit.

After exhaling a breath of turbidity, the dizziness in his mind diminished slightly, and the strength returned to his body, and he controlled his body and walked forward without hurrying, his feet in wooden spiked shoes stepping on the puddle and splashing.

Gu Chaoyang came to the struggling guy.

Now, he was in a bad state and couldn't give the other party a chance to fight back, so he gave up his intention to torture, so he slowly leaned down and pulled out a half-foot-long scimitar from the man's waist.

On the snow-bright blade, the light is reflected.

He glanced up at the sky, and above the vast night sky, a huge yellow moon hung over.

This is very different from the bright moon in my hometown.

Gu Chaoyang took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and wanted to smile bitterly, the smile disappeared as soon as the corner of his mouth disappeared, he lowered his head and looked at the guy who was struggling to get up under him, the other party looked at him, his eyes were full of fierceness.

He placed the blade in the man's throat.

The other party was still staring at him fiercely, and in this fierce eyes, he clearly saw a trace of despair.

O man!

Gu Chaoyang looked at the man's eyes indifferently, and did not look away, his right hand was very stable, and he did not tremble at all, he looked at the other party like this, and the scimitar in his hand was gently pulled......

Blood flowed from the wound on the man's neck like a spring, making a gentle sound, and it bloomed like a flower.

The man's eyes stiffened, and finally, all emotions vanished, leaving nothing but emptiness.

He stood up and looked at the blade of the sword reflected in the moonlight, where there was a vague figure, the face of a young man, that person, strange but familiar......

Gu Chaoyang?

Ryan Shire?

Who am I?

The images of the lives of the two men were staggered, spinning in his mind like a marquee, giving him the urge to vomit, which was an instinctive reaction of the body, and the nervous system seemed to have no ability to resist it.

Gu Chaoyang closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

After a few breaths, he opened his eyes.

Ryan Charr!

Well, I'm Ryan Shire.

Gu Chaoyang's body is gone, here, it's not the aqua blue planet, everything there is only preserved in his memory, as if it were a dream-like absurd existence, only his own secret.

Here, there's only Ryan Shire.

Why is it here?

Is that the book?

The Golden Book.

The last memory of Gu Chaoyang is the Golden Book.

However, he had no memory of the Golden Book.

He only remembered that he found the golden book in an unnamed pyramid deep in the desert, and for this purpose, he killed many fellow explorers who came with the same purpose, and in the end, the golden book belonged to him.

It's just that Gu Chaoyang didn't have the slightest impression of what the golden book looked like.

Now, where is the golden book that brought itself into the world?

Ryan Charles exhaled lightly as he looked up at the huge yellow moon still visible in the night rain.

Once that breath is exhaled, the spirit will be relaxed, and in this way, I will feel that my whole body is sore, dizzy, and the fight just now seems to be short, but in fact it is extremely dangerous.

The boy's body was a little weaker.