Chonghua saw that the world had turned black and white, and she stood alone in the wilderness with a scimitar in her hand, surrounded by barrenness, and the fierce wind swept the dead grass clippings to the other side of the ancient road. He saw a woman standing at the end of the wilderness, a woman dressed in white, who was as light as a ball of down.

"Mother......" he muttered, his feet unconsciously moving in the direction of the woman, his steps getting faster and faster, and he ran.

Suddenly, countless black figures appeared in the wilderness, and those figures could not see their faces and looked like ghosts, and they attacked him with weapons. The iron armor between his arms was hard, holding the Zhan Yuan double blades, he shuttled through the figures, the thin and sharp curved blades slashed through the throats of the figures, slicing through their bodies, those sticky black blood splattered on his cheeks, emitting a rancid smell of blood, and the patterns on the Zhan Yuan knife also fluctuated strangely as if they were alive, as if absorbing all those blood into the blade.

He looked up and saw the woman still standing at the end of the wilderness.

"Mother, I'm coming." He wiped the blood from his eyes and tried to move forward, but his legs seemed to be tightly bound, and he couldn't move away.

He looked down, and at some point, he stood in a pool of inky blood, the water reaching his calves, and the limbs of the figures he had severed grabbed his legs one by one, dragging him into the abyss. He struggled and roared, but no matter how much he struggled and severed the severed limbs again, he couldn't stop more hands dragging him down.

Pair after pair of cold hands covered his cheeks, he opened his mouth wide but couldn't make a sound, he was like falling into an ice cellar, cold and biting sticky blood poured into his throat and nose, black viscous blood overflowed his sight, he stretched out his hand with the last of his strength, he felt that he was going to die.

A pair of warm hands held him, and a gentle pull brought him out of the piercing abyss, he was cold, he couldn't help but get close to her, she hugged him gently, she had a cold fragrance on her body, and her arms were warm like a mother.

He opened his eyes, surrounded by dimly lit firewood rooms, with only a little cold moonlight shining through a small window, and the sound of even breathing in front of him. He looked down and saw a fluffy head pressed against his chest, her hands tightly clasped around his waist, and her body was as warm as a small stove.

It turned out that the warmth she felt in the dream was her......

There seemed to be a thunderbolt in his chest, but he couldn't tell what it felt, and finally he stretched out his arm and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

When Su Beiyuan opened her eyes, the sky was just bright, she had been running around for many days and working half the night to save Chonghua, if she hadn't been thinking about running for her life, she really wanted to sleep and die, her head moved in Chonghua's arms.

"You're awake." Chonghua's voice sounded overhead.

Su Bei Kite raised his head and looked at Chonghua's smiling eyes.

"Hmm." She let go of the hand holding Chonghua and hugged her all night, her back hurt and her shoulders hurt, she glanced at Chonghua unnaturally, and said: "You have been shivering last night, your body temperature is very low, there is nothing warm around, and you can't light a fire, I am afraid that you will die, so I am like this, and I don't want to deliberately take advantage of you." ”

"I know." Chonghua sat on the firewood, one hand on his knees, and couldn't help laughing when he looked at Su Beiyuan's dodgy eyes: "Even if you take advantage of me, I don't have to be responsible for you." ”

Although he fainted last night, he was still conscious, knowing that Su Beiyuan dragged him to the firewood room to help him solve the Gu, if she hadn't risked death to come to him yesterday, I am afraid that he would have turned into a pool of blood.

Su Beiyuan stood up, patted the ashes on his body, stretched his waist, moved his stiff muscles and bones, and said, "I'll show you again, so as to prevent future troubles." ”