Chongqing, late at night, the quiet moonlight shines on the young man's face through the gap in the curtain.

Han Feiyu woke up in the middle of the night and stretched out his hand to block it.

He was in a bad mood because he dreamed of the man again.

The non-mainstream who went from head to toe and messed up his life.

He sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, rubbed his somewhat swollen forehead, and finally felt more comfortable after taking the mineral water from the bedside table in his hand and drinking it all.

A lot has happened in the past few days, a lot of unbelievable things.

The things he saw seemed to be approaching him.

This is something that has never happened in the last 17 years of my life.

He was a little uneasy and didn't know how to solve it.

He is a good young man living in New China, how can he be troubled by these gods and ghosts.

Suddenly there was the sound of glass breaking.

He was stunned, and walked quickly to the window, wondering if the damn bird had broken his window again.

But there was nothing by the window.

Han Feiyu scratched his hair, revealing a puzzled expression, and muttered to himself, "Auditory hallucinations?"

But it didn't seem to be an auditory hallucination.

The instincts of his body told him that there was something in this room.

He scanned the room carefully, finally spotting the anomaly.

At some point, a black thorn pierced the window and reached into the room, but there was nothing outside the window.

It was as if the black thorn had grown out of a window.

Han Feiyu walked over quickly and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch what it was.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better stay away from it!"

Han Feiyu turned around suddenly, but the light blue figure brushed his shoulder behind him.

It was a woman.

Very beautiful woman.

She looked like she was about twenty-four or five years old, with long light blue hair and light blue hanfu, light makeup, and no expression on her face.

Lonely and cold.

Han Feiyu looked at that perfect face, his heart moved slightly, and he even forgot to think about why she suddenly appeared in his room, so he hurriedly stopped looking over.

There is some inexplicable taste.

The woman may have discovered his inner turmoil, or maybe not.

She stared at the black thorn, her expression becoming more and more solemn.

In a moment, she stretched out her hands and quickly formed one handprint after another, and fine golden lines appeared in the air.

The lines weave and intersect each other, eventually forming a six-pointed star-like pattern that envelops the blackthorn.

This is not over, the woman reached into her waist and slowly pulled out a sword with an ice blue body!

As if sensing a threat, the Blackthorn began to writhe in the hexagram, its size slowly increasing and the golden thread disappearing at a visible speed as it grew.

In the blink of an eye, only a faint corner of the complete six-pointed star remained!

The woman was not surprised, and whispered, "Tie!"

With the woman's words, another golden thread rushed out of the void, entangled the Blackthorn again as it had just broken through the six-pointed star.

The black thorn grew in size again, almost to the thickness of a bucket, and instantly broke free of the black thorn.

It turned into two ends from the middle and slammed into the woman and Han Feiyu, and the black tip unexpectedly grew a bloody mouth.

Han Feiyu was startled, retreated back again and again, and finally tripped over the edge of the bed and fell on the bed.

But the woman was unmoved, and took advantage of the moment when the black thorn paused, stabbed it with a sword, and shouted: "Snow Lotus!"

The oppressive chill shot out from the blade, freezing the black thorn completely, and finally condensing into an ice snow lotus.

The woman raised her hand and whispered again, "Extinguish!"

The sound spread, the air rippled like water, and an ice-blue ball of light rushed out and hit the white lotus.

The white lotus shattered inch by inch, fell to the ground and disappeared into light rain.

Han Feiyu seemed to be a little afraid, looked at the light spots floating in the air, and asked in a daze, "Sister...... Sister, what is this, what is this?"

A man's chuckle came from the void, as if he was laughing at Han Feiyu's question, and it seemed to be laughing at Han Feiyu's name for women.

Han Feiyu turned a deaf ear to the man's laughter.

Before he decided to tell himself his identity, Han Feiyu didn't intend to ignore him.

The woman put away her sword, turned her head to stare at Han Feiyu, frowned slightly, and asked, "Can you see me?"

Without waiting for Han Feiyu to answer, she said softly again: "That's right, since you can see the 'snake devourer', you can naturally see me too." ”

Her voice suddenly became cold, and she put the sword on Han Feiyu's neck and asked, "But, why can you see me?"

Feeling the killing intent coming from his neck, Han Feiyu was stunned.

Why can I see you? What the hell is this?

You are standing before me, and I am not blind, why can't I see you?

As if she knew what Han Feiyu was thinking, the woman frowned and said, "According to common sense, I am walking on the second plane, and the people on the main plane cannot see me. ”

Han Feiyu was taken aback, the second plane?

Looking at Han Feiyu, who was still confused, the woman thought for a moment and asked, "Student?"

Han Feiyu nodded honestly

The woman asked, "You always see something ghostly?"

Han Feiyu hesitated for a moment and nodded again.

The woman seemed to understand something, took back the fine snow that was hanging on Han Feiyu's neck, and looked down at her white ring.

The ring is very quiet, which means that there is nothing unusual in Chongqing for the time being.

She could take a moment to talk to the teenager.

"Have you ever used a radio?"

Han Feiyu said in his heart that I didn't just use the radio, but I used the radio all night to listen to Wang Gang's story and listen to the whole ghost blowing the lamp, okay?

I have to say that the guy's ghost blowing the lamp is pretty good......

However, he obviously lacked the courage to talk to this woman who drew his sword against him without saying a word, so he had to tremble and say, "Use ...... Used. ”

The woman said: "Just like the radio receiver, there are similar signal receivers on the human body, for most people, the mountains and rivers that they can receive are only the frequencies of the main plane, and there are some things that emit frequencies that cannot be accepted by ordinary people, just like me, just like the thing you just saw." ”

Han Feiyu didn't seem to understand.

The woman looked at him and asked with some puzzlement, "What's your name?"

Han Feiyu was still immersed in what the woman had just said, and subconsciously replied, "Han Feiyu." ”

The woman's expression changed suddenly, she grabbed Han Feiyu's clothes suddenly, and asked, "Your surname is Han, is your father's name Han Qian?"

Han Feiyu was taken aback by the woman's movements, and breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that she would no longer hold that sharp sword to her neck.

He said, "My father's name is indeed Han Qian. ”

The woman looked yearning, and quickly retracted her expression.

She took out a white ground card from her arms, put it on Han Feiyu's bed, and said, "Han ...... Han Feiyu, yes, I'm a little bit of a departure in advance, I'll have someone pick you up in a few days. ”

Pick me up?

Where are you going?

What are you kidding, I'm going to take the college entrance examination!

But the woman didn't even give him a chance to refute, and the figure disappeared out of thin air.

Han Feiyu looked at the place where the woman disappeared and picked up the white card on the bed.

There was some joy in my heart.

It turns out that he is not the legendary Yin Yang Eye, but the body's range of frequency reception is far greater than that of ordinary people.

"This chick is really good, her skin is whiter than snow, and her face is as clean as frost. Han Feiyu's ears rang with that familiar evil laugh.

Han Feiyu still chose to ignore it.

The man shrugged his shoulders and lay down on Han Feiyu's bed very skillfully, cocking Erlang's legs.

Han Feiyu's forehead jumped violently.

The man didn't seem to realize that he had angered the seventeen-year-old child in front of him, and picked up the mineral water that Han Feiyu had placed on the bedside and drank it to his mouth.

Han Feiyu roared angrily: "Damn, I didn't dare to come out when I was fighting monsters just now, why are you coming out now after the monster fight?"

The man raised his eyebrows and spread his hands innocently, "Fight monsters? What are the monsters? Goblin or Godzilla?"

Han Feiyu ignored him and fled away from the bed.

The man shook Erlang's legs and looked at the ceiling, "I didn't show up because you weren't in danger." ”

Han Feiyu said in his heart, do you still care about my life or death? In the past few days, you have pushed me step by step into the abyss!

But he didn't say it.

He suddenly realized something.

The man had already laughed at himself at the place of the battle, but no one in the room noticed his presence.

The snake devouring is so secretive, the woman is so powerful, and they haven't been able to discover his existence.

In the whole world, it seems that only one person can see this strange man!

Beneath his flirtatious exterior lies many secrets!

Those secrets.

Han Feiyu definitely didn't want to know about it......

The more you know, the faster you die, and the truth is applicable at all times.

He spoke, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

He asked, "Who are you?"

The man didn't know how much confusion and panic he had brought to Han Feiyu in the past few days, and he closed his eyes and let out a comfortable sigh.

He chuckled, in the same tone as before.

"I'm your brother!"

Han Feiyu didn't show disdain and anger as before.

Still trembling in his voice, he said, "Whatever you are, either tell us where you come from, or get out of here!"

The man raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

He sat up and looked into Han Feiyu's eyes.

Those eyes were full of determination.

He burst out laughing.

Very warm smile.

But in an instant, his smile disappeared again.

What disappeared with him was the frivolous aura that he had always had.

The momentum of the room changed with his attitude, and the air turned crimson and dull as if it had been heated in the microwave.

The whole space was distorted, and the tables and beds made an overwhelming "creaking" sound.

He stood up, his long hair windless automatic.

He walked towards Han Feiyu, and as he went, pieces of armor from unknown sources emerged from the air and then stuck to his body.

Left arm, right arm, left calf, right calf, torso......

In an instant, the suit and leather shoes completed the transformation into the iron horse Jingo!

His countenance was grim, and he looked like a king.

He looked at Han Feiyu and asked rhetorically, "What do you think my name should be?"

The voice is soft, with some ...... Helpless and tired?

Han Feiyu twisted his head and forcibly threw this ridiculous idea out of his head, the man in front of him was so terrifying after he had lost the weirdness and absurdity of the past!

He looked at the man, a little surprised, the air in the whole bedroom seemed to be evacuated unpleasantly., he twisted his body desperately, trying to go outside the bedroom to take a breath of fresh air, but his steps seemed to be nailed to the floor, and there was no way to move.

The man watched him struggle in the muddy air, his mind calm, as if he were watching a clown's performance in a theater.

Looking at the man's expression, Han Feiyu suddenly felt extremely angry, his body was so frightened that he couldn't stop trembling, but his heart was roaring unwillingly, as if the emperor was offended by his subordinates, but he couldn't do anything, and his consciousness passed away little by little.......

It was as if he had a dream, in which he floated in the air with his hands in his hands, calmly staring at the heavily armed man below, watching him kneel on one knee without hesitation, and watching him cry bitterly and express his nostalgia.

But in that dream, he didn't speak...... Not a word.