It's too real.

He could even feel someone breathing in his ear, but at a very low frequency, as if there was nothing.

The long sword created by the imagination has not fallen for a long time, precisely because the fear of the bald head has reached the extreme. Just imagine, if this is happening in the real world, a little girl who can't be touched or caught speaks in your ear, how mad would it be?

Although this is a person's consciousness space, it should not be underestimated, and if you are trapped here, it is no different from death.

"Like...... What am I overlooking? ”

After the bald head closed his eyes again, he kept his attention on this little girl, thinking about how terrifying she was and how she persecuted herself.

But in fact, I am still fine.

"The Self-Preservation Form of Consciousness."

The bald head muttered, and immediately calmed down.

In the past, when I went to other people's spiritual worlds, they were all concrete worlds such as mountains, rivers, pavilions, pavilions, etc. This time, if it sounds good, it's an abstract world, and if it's bad, it's nothingness.

This is the first point of difference.

The second point is that I have been deliberately guided to do certain behaviors, but the action of holding the sword is an idea born by myself and cannot be swayed.

The third point is that since I came in, I never seemed to think about going out.

Could it be that this is not Duanmu's spiritual world at all?

No, the little girl should be his consciousness, there is no doubt about that.

Then only one last guess remains, this is not Duanmu's real spiritual world, but the territory of her evil consciousness.

The bald head let out a long sigh, and said in his heart that this is troublesome. Just now, when Duanmu was forcibly invaded by himself, he must have switched personalities in an instant.

Although on a certain level, it is easier to clear this evil consciousness, there are also unknown risks.

It's useless to think so much, just try to see if you can kill her in one second.

After confirming this idea, he opened his eyes, and before he could drop his hands on the ground, the painting in front of him changed to a bustling street.

There is an endless stream of people coming and going, and all kinds of cars are constantly flowing. When the neon is shining, the black sky is reflected red.

The bald head couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, and hurriedly put away his long sword, avoiding the gaze of passers-by.

"It's a dead birthday, what's going on with this special mother."

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Curly looked at the bald head, and thirty seconds had passed.

There was still a minute and a half between the time he had told him to wake him up. The bald head said that two minutes of real life, in the spiritual world, can be infinitely magnified.

He can even superimpose infinite dimensions in the spiritual world, and if this happens, he has half a chance that he won't be able to come back.

It sounded scary, but Curly agreed to try to wake him up if he didn't wake up after two minutes.

In case you can't wake up, take him and Duanmu away.

"He's drooling." Wang Sensen subconsciously glanced at his sister when he stared at the crystal clear liquid left in his mouth.

After Curly wiped him with a towel, he couldn't help but taunt him.

"Is this dead bald man okay?" Curly muttered a mutter, then glanced at his watch, "And ...... One minute, tsk, what a rush. ”

Seeing his tone and anxious expression, Wang Sensen said softly: "How long have you two been together?" ”

"One day", seeing that the other party did not continue to ask, Curly suddenly realized that he didn't mean that, and hurriedly explained: "The relationship between the two of us is not the kind of relationship you imagined. ”

"Uh...... That's it", Wang Sensen's expression and tone didn't believe him very much.

"Don't lie to you, we just came to find someone, if you don't believe it, you can ask when he wakes up."

Wang Sensen smiled, but the smile looked a little haggard, "It doesn't matter, what era is this, no one cares about this." ”

Seeing his appearance, Curly didn't bother to explain, still looking at the countdown on his watch, waiting for the bald head to return.

"What are you looking for...... Man, who is it? ”

And say no one cares? Curly glared at him angrily, and said impatiently to find someone who looked like them.

"Like?" Wang Sensen asked with some confusion: "It's also gay...... Men? ”

"Enough! I don't want to talk about it anymore, you're gay, your whole family, the whole community is gay! ”

Curly didn't know why he was so excited, thinking of the sentence that people who hated homosexuality deeply, they were all deep cabinets, and hurriedly suppressed their anger.

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"No, Duanmu should be nearby." The bald head can't remember how many streets he's walked, and although he doesn't feel tired, he won't have enough time to go on like this.

Sitting on a bench next to the subway, he began to ponder why this happened.

Personality Switch? It's unlikely, because he is now like a point on a plane, and this plane is a world of personality and spirit.

How Duanmu switches personalities has nothing to do with him being half a dime.

Crossing into another personality? It's not practical, because it's impossible for him to use his abilities suddenly without knowing it.

Then, there is another speculation left.

"She's kidding me."

As soon as the words fell, all the objects that were still moving, as if frozen, completely still.

The bald head was sure that his conjecture was right, and stood up vigilantly, drawing his long sword and carefully observing the surroundings.

"The last line of defense, close at hand, hold, hold!"

He muttered as he walked slowly forward. After bypassing a traffic light, we came to the middle of the intersection.

"Come out! Duanmu, don't hide, you'll have to face me sooner or later! ”

Before he could finish speaking, a deafening whistle suddenly sounded from the left, and before he could turn his head, he was hit by the head of a trailer and flew several meters away.

It turned more than 720 degrees in the air and landed heavily on the ground.

Although he was not really injured, he was still frightened, and when he tried to get up, he sped off the road to his right and ran over him.

"Enough!" The bald head didn't know if he was a two-dimensional creature or a three-dimensional creature now, so he stood up while shouting.

Just about to shout again, a vintage train appeared in front of you.

In front of the black front of the car, there is also a shovel hanging, and the cylindrical engine is particularly abrupt. He thought of hearing Wang Sensen's description of this time and space before, as well as the hearsay of curly hair, and suddenly remembered something.

It is the earth in this time and space, covered in ice and snow, completely unable to survive. Most people were born in a Martian colony or space station.

The existence of this world is extremely unreasonable.

If you think about it carefully, it's either Duanmu spliced raw from the movie or the cover of a city magazine.

When the train was about to arrive in front of the bald head, he smiled slightly, did not dodge, lowered his head and whispered:

“STOP。”