A dark cloud came over.

No! It's not a dark cloud, it's a mountain, to be precise, it's a mountain of meat, and it's smashed down on itself with a stuffy head and a face!

When bad luck came, Cheng Xiaotian only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he didn't even have time to scream out of his throat, and Roshan was already pressed on him. At this time, he suddenly had the illusion that he seemed to have turned into a balloon, and he was pressed hard, and the blood in his body rushed straight to his head, and the air in his lungs was instantly squeezed clean.

"Are you going to die? What's going on! ”

Cheng Xiaotian's thoughts turned, and his grief and anger just brewed out, only to feel a tightness in his chest, and then he lost consciousness.

####

"Young master, young master?"

In the fog, Cheng Xiaotian heard a gentle call lingering in his ears, like a mature woman, and he finally woke up quietly.

However, it was still pitch black in front of me, and I couldn't see anything, as if I was in an endless void.

"Are you still dead after all?" Cheng Xiaotian muttered to himself, reaching out his hands and scribbling in front of him, trying to grab something.

He wasn't sure if he was a human or a soul, and it was said that souls didn't feel touched, and he wanted to see if he could touch something. This is purely a subconscious action, no one wants to die, let alone a good young man Cheng Xiaotian, even if he is really dead, he doesn't plan to accept it.

Heaven from the wish! He suddenly felt that his palm was hot, and he had been held by a Rouyi.

At this moment, Cheng Xiaotian's tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes, and he choked up and shouted: "Labor and management are really not dead!"

"Young master, of course you didn't die, you didn't even get hurt, what a surprise!" The female voice sounded even more excited than Cheng Xiaotian, and she held his hand tightly and said, her tone trembling with excitement.

Hearing this, Cheng Xiaotian was sad again, and tears welled up. Not hurt yet? I'm blind!

Sniffling heavily, Cheng Xiaotian suddenly remembered that he had a Qiankun bag tied to his waist, and there were many panaceas there, and it was not a matter at all to cure blindness.

So he hurriedly reached out and touched his waist.

"Young Master, are you still uncomfortable? I'll check it out for you. Before Cheng Xiaotian could touch it, the female voice asked with concern and grabbed this hand again.

For the sake of this woman's very good attitude, Cheng Xiaotian forcibly suppressed the urge to scold, and said seriously: "Auntie, it's not good for you to grab a strange man's hand like this......

"It's over, it's over!" Before Cheng Xiaotian finished speaking, the female voice screamed heartbreakingly.

"Old Dawson, get over here! It's all your bad idea, it's good, the young master's brain is broken, if it can't be cured, I want your dog's life! ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" There was a panicked answer outside the door, followed by a jumble of footsteps, apparently the old Dawson crawling in

This voice Cheng Xiaotian is very familiar with, it is the middle-aged man who instigated himself to fight with the orcs, hearing that he is approaching, Cheng Xiaotian suddenly became angry. What do you say it concerns me to fight? If it weren't for you old fellow, would I be blind?!

Wait a minute! Orcs?

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaotian was shocked, what kind of place is this? What's going on with those orcs? How did you end up here for no reason?

All kinds of questions came to his heart, and Cheng Xiaotian seemed to see 10,000 alpacas running wildly in his head, occasionally glancing at himself obliquely......

"Ahh

Finally, Cheng Xiaotian, who was about to collapse, let out a terrible scream, broke free of his hands, and a carp rolled out of bed. He didn't care about anything at this time, and he got up again, and rushed forward without distinguishing between things.

He couldn't accept all this at all, he just wanted to escape!

However, reality is reality, and if you don't accept it, you have to accept it, otherwise the consequences can only be hitting the wall.

Boom!

The mountain shook and moved, and Cheng Xiaotian, who couldn't see anything, hit his head against the wall, was bounced back two steps in a row, and turned around twice in a daze. He still couldn't calm down, and continued to rush in a "different direction".

Boom!

The sound is exactly the same, the touch is exactly the same, and the pain is exactly the same, Cheng Xiaotian instantly concluded that he still hit the same wall......

Unlike the previous time, after he turned around in place twice, he no longer had the courage to break in, his feet were weak, and he sat down on the ground.

"Young master, you can't do this! Your brain can be cured, but you can't give up on yourself......" There was a cry from behind him, and then his waist tightened, and he was stopped by someone and hugged him tightly.

The two maintained this posture for a long time, and Cheng Xiaotian exhaled hard, and said in a difficult voice: "No matter who you are, let go, I can't breathe."

"Oh......" The middle-aged man's words came, and then he let go of his hand slightly, but he still hugged him.

"I'm not going to hit the wall again, you don't have to worry." Cheng Xiaotian shook his head and sighed.

"That's right!" Someone in front of me was talking, it was the woman.

"Young master, don't worry, I know a great druid, he is good at rejuvenation techniques, and he can prepare many, many herbs, your broken head will definitely be cured if you hand it over to him!" In order to reassure Cheng Xiaotian, the female voice yelled in an exaggerated tone.

What does it mean to give your head to someone else? Do you have such a talk?!

Cheng Xiaotian was infinitely sad, sighed long, lowered his head again, and said sadly: "I don't care about my brain in advance, I have to cure my eyes first."

"Eyes?" The female voice was a little confused.

In the next second, her voice suddenly rose by four octaves, and she roared into Cheng Xiaotian's ear: "Damn old Dawson, cheap bones, quickly remove Young Master Xiaotian's blindfold!"

Blindfold? Cheng Xiaotian was stunned when he heard this.

Depend on!

Cheng Xiaotian didn't wait for old Dawson to make a move, he pressed his eyes, and sure enough, a thick blindfold was covering his eyes.

"Who did this?!" With a roar, Cheng Xiaotian tore off the blindfold, but he felt that the bright light was dazzling, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it in front of him.

"Young master, it's my ......," the female voice directly opposite rose again, snorting again.

"You used to wear an eye patch when you were resting." After thinking about it, the female voice added.

At this time, Cheng Xiaotian's eyes had already adapted to the light, and he slowly lowered the hand blocking his eyes, and directly opposite, an unfamiliar face slowly emerged.

He has long chestnut hair, white skin, delicate facial features, a thin face, and pointed ears. Cheng Xiaotian, a woman of this appearance, has never seen it in reality, but she is not a stranger at all, isn't this just an elf.

In this regard, Cheng Xiaotian was mentally prepared, he was not very surprised, there are all orcs, what is so strange about an elf appearing again? And compared to orcs, this elf sister is ten thousand times better-looking.

I only heard his voice just now and didn't see him, Cheng Xiaotian thought that the other party was a fierce aunt, but now seeing that the other party is so young and beautiful, he can't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. However, this elf sister's voice is loud enough, which is really far from the noble and elegant elf he imagined......

"Young Master Xiaotian, are you alright?" The female elf saw Cheng Xiaotian looking at herself and asked with concern.

"The young master is strong now, of course it will be fine!" A male voice came from behind him, apparently the old Dawson.

Turning his head sideways, what caught his eye was indeed the face full of vicissitudes, if he hadn't put on a forced smile, people would have regarded him as a bitter master who came to collect debts.

Suddenly, Cheng Xiaotian thought of something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the female elf squatting opposite.

"What did you just say?!"