"Where am I?" Xiong Er looked at the blank unknown space around him, and it was white.

Suddenly, a touch of green appeared in the surrounding blank space, and the green quickly spread and spread, and other colors appeared one after another, and in the colorful scrolls, they coordinated with each other to depict on the white paper, gradually showing the scene of a green forest.

"This forest looks so familiar, isn't it Bear Ridge?" Xiong Er was surprised, "It's winter now, why is the snow melting?" ”

At this time, a pitch-black shadow walked towards Xiong Er. Xiong Er, who was full of doubts, suddenly felt so uncomfortable, there was an indescribable sense of depression all over his body, he felt a fear slowly approaching, and the surroundings became very hot. Xiong Er felt that something was wrong, held his breath, and turned his head mechanically, but he didn't see anything.

Xiong Er noticed that everything was normal, relaxed his vigilance, and inhaled and exhaled evenly.

"Brush."

The black shadow moved quickly and sensitively, and appeared in front of Xiong Er like a teleportation, Xiong Er just turned his head and saw the monster that suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was half scared to death on the spot, and almost fainted.

Xiong Er was frightened to the ground, he quickly moved his hands and feet and crawled backwards to more than ten meters away, which also saw the true face of the black shadow, its back was a strange spar like a blue ice cube, and there were bright red cracks on its body, it had a huge body, and its limbs were thick.

Is this a dumpling? Xiong Er thought suspiciously.

The monster's eyes were staring at Xiong Er, like a beast hunting for food.

With a sharp gaze, Xiong Er was given endless psychological pressure. It's like a mountain pressing on your back.

Xiong Er didn't dare to move around at will, and he couldn't swallow his saliva, and the situation seemed to freeze at this time.

After a long stalemate, the monster finally took a step towards Xiong Er, this step broke the situation at this time, and the earth-shattering sound of footsteps made Xiong Er feel a bad premonition.

"What are you going to do? Don't come here! ”

The monster didn't hear it and continued to walk a few steps, and then stopped, and it actually spoke, "Xiong Er, how do you want to die!?" Then it let out an eerie laugh.

"Quack, quack, quack, quack."

The laughter was shrill and harsh.

Xiong Er trembled with fright from the monster's words, as if he couldn't wipe off the sweat on his head, and his feet were paralyzed by intimidation.

"Roar—" The monster suddenly roared.

With a roar of the monster, the surrounding trees immediately began to burn, and Xiong Er was about to drown in the sea of fire.

Xiong Er was terrified, perhaps a legendary epiphany, and suddenly seemed to understand something, "Am I not in White Bear Mountain?" How can I be in the forest, I must be dreaming, I have to wake up quickly! ”

Xiong Er desperately tried to wake himself up, but it seemed that he was sleeping too dead and still staying in his dreams.

"Why can't you wake up? It's a dream, but I can't die in a dream, I haven't seen the dango yet. Xiong Er clenched his fist and hammered his head hard, and suddenly had an idea: "Since I am in a dream, what I think will definitely appear in a dream, no matter, give it a try!"

Xiong Erxiang took a reassuring pill, and his momentum increased suddenly, and he read: "Come and have a rain...... A rain ......"

Sure enough, it began to rain heavily in the forest, and the rain and flames blended together, and the fire was extinguished, and the monster turned into a cloud of fog and dissipated.

At this time, Xiong Er began to find that the world in his dream was shattered like glass.

Then a sentence came from nowhere, "Xiong Er, I will destroy mankind after all, and you can't stop me." ”

If you listen carefully, there seems to be a slightly immature voice attached to that voice.

"Xiong Er, you go quickly, I'm almost out of control!"

"Dango, is that you? Danzi ......" Xiong Er asked anxiously.

But there was no response.

In the dream, raindrops fluttered one after another, dripping on the top of Xiong Er's head, and flowing down his cheeks into Xiong Er's mouth. Xiong Er felt the sourness of the smell of rain, and then couldn't help but wipe the corners of his mouth with his hand.

Tears fell from the corners of the eyes, blending into the rain, indistinguishable from each other.