Seeing the flowers withering, but hating the powerlessness of rejuvenation, the world is so ruthless, how can the world be peaceful!

Yes!!! Bianliang's heart also screamed wildly.

The thumb was so hard that even the barrel of the gun made of fusion was broken by him.

It hurts to the bone.

Is it a broken thumb?

Otherwise, how could there be blood flowers?

On the desolate earth is written in blood.

In the blood book, there is injustice!

Heaven and earth are ruthless, and the world is uneven!

There is a wind blowing gently, and it can't blow the sadness of the world.

How so! It shouldn't be like this!

I'm not reconciled!

How could I be willing?

After a lot of hardships, countless times escaped death.

It was not easy to return to this land.

Why!

Heaven will do this to me! Take away my dearest people!

Infinite hatred vented out of Bianliang's heart.

At this moment, his eyes were black, and he completely forgot everything around him.

Until a light crosses his eyes.

Where there is light, there is hope!

That ray of hope struck the relentless heat lance like a match.

The gun is off, and the man is alive.

Bian Liang smiled and slowly fell to the ground.

His mental strength, at that moment just now, was completely exhausted.

In a trance, Bianliang came to a place of complete darkness.

There's an ethereal voice shouting, "Variables, variables, when are you coming." ”

"Who?" He opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't hear his own voice at all.

"Who is it?" He screamed again, but still couldn't make any sound.

"Boundless darkness is both the end and the beginning." The ethereal voice sounded again.

Bianliang stopped making a sound, he wanted to move forward, but found that there was nowhere to exert force under his feet, and he couldn't move forward.

He bent down and touched the soles of his feet, which scared him into a cold sweat.

The soles of the feet were empty, and there was nothing.

Am I dead? He thought to himself.

The ethereal voice seemed to understand his heart, "Functions are immortal, and variables are immortal." ”

Function? What is it? Bian Liang asked in his heart.

"When it is bright, it is clear, and it is born out of emptiness, you have a finger, and you can become a blood book. . . ." The voice gradually weakened.

A finger? Blood book? What is that? Bianliang asked in his heart again, but no one answered this time.

He hurriedly grabbed his fingers, and this grasp suddenly felt extremely slippery.

It's not your own hands!

He panicked.

The wind blew from nowhere, blew on his head, and kissed him heavily.

"Ahh In an instant, a myriad of lights emanated from his forehead, slicing through the darkness.

But his eyes could see nothing.

Is this, bright blind?

"Husband." A happy voice came from his ear, "You're awake." ”

"Xiangyi, is that you?" Bianliang heard the voice of the comer, but he couldn't see it, and he didn't dare to be sure.

"Oops." Zhao Xiangyi screamed in pain, "You hurt my hand." ”

"Huh?" Only then did Bian Liang realize that he was indeed holding something extremely tender in his hand, which turned out to be Zhao Xiangyi's fingers.

He immediately let go of his hand, "I'm sorry, I can't see it." ”

There was some sadness in the voice.

I want him to have such a beautiful wife, but his eyes can't see.

What a sorrow!

After finishing speaking, Bianliang regretted it a little, I don't know how sad Zhao Xiangyi will be after he knows.

No matter how heavy your injuries are, the most painful ones are always your loved ones.

He was about to comfort a few words, but Zhao Xiangyi opened his mouth first, "Husband, how can you see things with your eyes closed." ”

"Huh?" Bianliang immediately opened his eyes, and the light instantly returned to his side.

It turned out that he didn't open his eyes, which is really embarrassing.

"Xiangyi, where's Mu Lan?" As soon as he saw the light, he immediately thought of his second sister.

The tone was a little anxious.

At the moment of fainting, he only saw the light, not her escape.

"She." Zhao Xiangyi pursed her lips, looking a little dissatisfied, "I'm busy, I talk about the bottom of the sea at the door every day." ”

"Ahh Bianliang opened his mouth wide again.

Every day? How long have I been in a coma!

"Did I sleep for a long time?" Bian Liang asked.

No, if he was in a coma, how could Xue Mulan be in the mood to tell people stories?

Zhao Xiangyi laughed out loud, "Husband, you are asleep, you are majestic, sitting at the desk every day, writing with your fingers, saying anything, one finger of blood book, the Three Realms are slaughtered." ”

"A finger? Blood book? Bianliang was a little panicked when he heard this, could it be that he was sleepwalking?

He looked at his fingers and saw that his thumb was still a little red.

"It's ridiculous." Bianliang shook his head and found himself sitting at his desk.

"Let's go for a walk." He got up and pulled Zhao Xiangyi to his side, and the two walked out of the door.

As soon as I went out, I heard the sound of chirping coming from the front yard.

"Who are they?" Bian Liang asked curiously and looked into the front yard.

At this glance, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Those people all know.

Bian'an, Sun Keqing, Liu Ying, Ninth Uncle, Shui Tong, Tang Shuai Brothers, and... Bianhai.

"Little beggar!" He rushed over, picked up Bianhai and spun it twice.

"It's good that you're alive." Bian Liang smiled happily.

"They carried you back." Xue Mulan held Bianhai's grievances in the back, and at the same time told the story of the village.

In that village, this year's disaster, many people were hungry, so they had to go to the beach to fish.

However, the waves were dangerous, and the villagers had no fishing skills, so most of them fell into the sea and died.

When Bianhai saw it, he took out the hidden fish and shared it with the villagers.

The villagers were so grateful to him that every family stayed overnight.

It is precisely because of this that he was not discovered by the Lehai people.

Later, the Lehai people came ashore, killed countless people, and let the villagers have a crawling competition, and they gambled and had fun next to them.

Bianhai is one of them.

It's just that the flesh and blood of the villagers were blurred at that time, and Bianliang didn't recognize it.

When the Lehai people shot at Xue Mulan, it was Bianhai who took out his sword, shot the hot flow gun, and saved Xue Mulan.

Soon after Bianliang fainted, he immediately lost his mind, held his thumb up, and wrote everywhere.

Xue Mulan didn't have enough strength to pull him.

Fortunately, Bianhai carried him back.

After listening to Xue Mulan's eloquent narration, Bianliang was a little embarrassed.

He wanted to talk about his dreams, but it was too illusory, and he was afraid of making people laugh at it.

"How many days have I been back?" Bian Liang asked.

Xue Mulan glanced at him, "Big brother, it's been more than a month, and my father has come several times. ”

"I..." Bianliang was speechless.

Somehow, seeing Xue Mulan's expression, he felt a little angry in his heart.

"Aren't you worried?" He thought about the problem.

"What are you worried about, in addition to writing books, you are still working so hard, Sister Xiangyi doesn't know if she is pregnant." Xue Mulan pouted and said sourly.

"Huh?" Bian Liang touched his head, looking embarrassed, they are all his friends here, why does the second sister say anything.

"I don't." Zhao Xiangyi said in the back, "Sister Mulan, you don't accompany you less, it won't be you." ”

Xue Mulan's face turned red instantly, she didn't expect Zhao Xiangyi to come over, "Sister, look at my mouth, I said nonsense, don't take it seriously." ”

When I saw Bianliang in the yard just now, I was so happy that I forgot about the people around me.

You say she likes to tell stories.

This is not Bianliang, who is constantly writing books by the two sisters in turn, and when she has a bye, she is restless and can only rely on storytelling to pass the time.