Su Xiaoqi didn't remember how much wine he drank, he only remembered drinking and falling into the ruins.

But when he woke up, he found that everything had changed.

The place is still the same place, but the people of this world are gone. Whether it is Liu Dali or Ma Dongping, whether it is those who have entered this world to hunt for treasures or the thousands of Zhaoshen Army, they have all disappeared.

In the whole world, there was silence, and he was the only one.

In his hand, he still holds a wine jug, and he can still smell the wine.

He stood on the ruins, looking around blankly, unable to figure out what was going on.

Suddenly, his spirits were lifted because not far ahead, a man appeared.

A fat monk with an obese body, a chest lùrǔ, and a robe in a robe.

Su Xiaoqi's pupils contracted, staring at this person deadly, in addition to deep fear in his heart, there was also confusion.

Isn't this fat monk already dead? How could he be here, and where are all the people who entered this world?

Su Xiaoqi suddenly had an extremely unreal idea, not that what he saw in front of him was unreal, but that he felt that everything in the past was unreal, everything he had experienced since he was a child, and everyone he had seen seemed so unreal.

Everything is like a big dream, and when you wake up, you are alone.

The fat monk moved his steps, constantly approaching this side, still with a smile on his face, kind and compassionate.

Su Xiaoqi fell to the ground softly, not because of the fear of this fat monk, but because of the confusion in his heart.

If it's really just a dream, isn't everything fake?

The fat monk finally walked in front of him, also stopped, and asked with a smile: "Little donor, how do you feel when you wake up from a big dream?"

Su Xiaoqi raised his head blankly, there were already tears in his eyes, and asked, "Is it really just a dream, but why am I here, if I am not Su Xiaoqi, who am I?"

The fat monk smiled and asked, "Yes, who are you, how did you wake up from here?"

Su Xiaoqi only felt that his brain was rumbling, and after the fat monk asked this sentence, his mind was blank, and it seemed that even some of the memories that he should have had quickly faded.

In his mind, there seemed to be one person after another, these people he always felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them, each one of them would wave at him, then turn away with a smile, and finally disappear......

Su Xiaoqi's whole person was like falling into the abyss, full of unprecedented fear.

"No!"

Suddenly, he roared.

Because in my mind, a woman in purple appeared, she stepped on a small boat, and was gradually moving away.

Su Xiaoqi didn't know her, but deep down, he was afraid that she would leave like this, he wanted to catch it, but he couldn't catch it, so he could only roar loudly, roar loudly, and even stand up and run forward.

As he ran, he kept shouting, "Don't go, don't leave me......"

He was already in tears, running and running, falling to the ground, getting up again, and when he finally couldn't run, he sobbed: "Don't go, Suyin......"

The woman in purple who was stepping on the boat suddenly stopped, turned around, smiled like a flower, and although she did not speak, she seemed to say, "I will not go." ”

At that moment, Su Xiaoqi only felt that his mind was clear, and it turned out that everything in front of him was a dream.

Looking back again, the fat monk had slowly disappeared.

Su Xiaoqi breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly frowned again.

If it's just a dream, what about Liu Dali and Ma Dongping, what about those people who enter this world?

He is still the only one in this world.

The four fields are lonely, and the world is silent.

I thought I had come out of the dream, but it turned out to be just the beginning of another dream.

Su Xiaoqi is really a little confused, he just drank a few pots of wine, why did he become like this inexplicably?

At that moment, the air around him stirred, and then a person appeared out of thin air.

This man was dressed in a green shirt, smiling, and holding a three-foot sword.

Sword XVII.

Su Xiaoqi hurriedly clenched his fists and said, "I've seen my predecessors." ”

Jian Seventeen waved his hand and asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"

Su Xiaoqi was stunned, not knowing what he meant by "feeling".

Jian Seventeen walked forward with a negative sword and said slowly: "Life is like a dream, what is true and what is false? true and false, false and true, you say that I am false or true? Then you are true or false?"

Su Xiaoqi turned around, but was stunned.

After a long time, he asked, "It was a dream before, but is it also a dream now?"

Jian Seventeen turned around, nodded, shook his head again, and said with a smile: "Yes and no, the key depends on what you think." ”

Su Xiaoqi fell again