Grunt! Grunt!

The closer he got to what Qi Yu saw, the more detail he could feel.

It's as if those things in the dark when I was a child, both real and false, all the brains poured into the brain, creating something that was vivid.

Qi Yu now seemed to see a large pot of soup there, full of fragrant soup and fatty beef.

Is this the sound of boiling soup?! And the soup has reached the extreme, so extreme that people can't wait to eat it.

Qi Yu seemed to smell the fragrant smell of beef, and the flavor made Qi Yu's mouth full of saliva, and he didn't have time to swallow it.

In the midst of his thoughts, Qi Yu had already come to that place.

It's just that the scene in front of him made Qi Yu's mind a little clear.

There were two people in front of him.

A man, a man, dressed in silk linen, with a waist of animal skin, his dark skin dyed golden in the firelight, and the muscles of his arms showed that he was exerting his greatest strength on what was in his hands.

This man, Qi Yu is very familiar, it was the original dream about Qi Yu's mother country.

The other man, a woman, was a little older, with a good skin and dress, similar to the man, and looked like he was of the same race.

At the moment she was pinching something, and the material for that pinching thing came from the small puddle in front of her.

Streams of black juice continued to flow down from the not-so-high roof of the cave, pulling into an extremely viscous line that gurgled into the small puddle.

And from time to time the woman pulled something out of the black puddle and pinched it in her hand.

And the man was desperately tearing something open and pouring it onto something the woman was pinching.

Wrong!

Qi Yu's groggy brain suddenly no longer had a strong appetite.

It was a wake-up call from the depths of his soul that the unthinkable was happening in front of him.

Cold sweat suddenly soaked Qi Yu's clothes.

Under the armor, the lining of the linen cloth became wet and cold in vain, waking Qi Yu up.

What is that?!

Qi Yu, who had just woken up, suddenly felt that what was in front of him was extremely clear.

It was so clear that he once again felt that the scene in front of him was a dream.

The place where he was was clearer.

The air was fresh with a less turbid smell, Qi Yu looked at the black water falling from above in front of the woman, and Qi Yu was very familiar with the smell.

The mud of the black water, that is, the material that the woman scooped up from time to time, Qi Yu could also see clearly, it was not something like mud and sand, but something like a handful of broken stone chips. It was the black stone, the material from which the dimensionality was condensed.

Despite some distance, Qi Yu recognized Heishi at a glance. This may be the blackest substance Qi Yu has ever seen in this world, so black that Qi Yu often feels lost when he walks in those black stone buildings in Nutao Town and the Dean tribe.

These black stones are extremely solid, and they are very similar to the substance of Qi Yu's black diamond armor.

And now these black stone chips are slowly rubbed in the woman's palm.

Qi Yu's eyes narrowed, and the woman's hand was not right.

It was not the palm of the hand that was rubbing the black stone, but something that looked like a tentacle.

It's just that the tentacles at the very front end merge into a few strands, which are a bit like fingers.

Qi Yu noticed that something was taking shape in the woman's hand.

The shape of those statues is very strange, some of them are like some small animals in Qi Yu's memory, with certain characteristics, but they are not exactly alike, and there are even some corresponding features, Zhang Guan Li Dai!

Getting closer, the woman's expression, Qi Yu could see more clearly, on her face, the shadow of the firelight was beating, but this couldn't stop the excitement and relief, that kind of look, Qi Yu had a feeling of wanting to be close.

The other man was even more strange.

Qi Yu completely remembered, sure and sure, it was the same person as the leader of the ancient clan of the mother country in his dream.

At the end of that dream, Qi Yu met Baxia.

And in the dream, the man was driving the tyrant, fighting across the surging river, there was a black dragon, and there was another tribe.

This is...... Is it passed down for thousands of years?

Qi Yu couldn't help but open his fingers and looked at his palm suspiciously, it was pitch black, only the edge of his finger slightly reflected the light of the flames next to the two people.

Silk !! Silk !!

A slight voice woke Qi Yu up.

Qi Yu thought about the voice and saw that it was in the man's hand.

Qi Yu's eyes seemed to freeze!

Isn't the man holding a writhing thing tightly in his hand?

Grayish, slippery, huge head, thin tail.

The king?!

Qi Yu's heart sank, if this was ancient, what did the appearance of the king represent?

It was only not long before he knew the answer.

The huge tadpole struggled more and more, and in the man's focused and cold eyes, it was slowly torn apart by his palm!

Qi Yu couldn't help but frown, and bursts of whispers sounded in his ears.

Qi Yu himself was a little dizzy, but found that the two of them only frowned slightly.

Then the man squeezed the tadpole that had been torn open a crack in his hand!

Qi Yu felt an itch in his throat, and felt that something couldn't be suppressed.

But I saw that the big tadpole suddenly became a skin, and the whispering sound that had just sounded was also interrupted at once.

But Qi Yu didn't feel any of this, he was attracted to something else.

The things in the woman's hand were suddenly drowned by what flowed out of the "tadpole".

Then the woman's hand went into a trance, and the thing in her hand seemed to take shape.

Qi Yu wiped his eyes, he couldn't believe it!

A black-gray body, an oval head, tentacles with flying mouthparts, long, bladed arms that hung down to the feet, and, like the man's feet.

Night?!

Bang on the ground!

Something exploded in Qi Yu's brain!

Everything in front of him shocked Qi Yu's three views!

Night, Lost Emissary, Nagowei, etc., aren't these the products of the reduction of dimensionality of high-dimensional beings?

How could it be that these two people worked together?

Qi Yu's mind was now all wooden, until he saw that Ye Yu staggered to his feet.

The newborn was a little unsteady on its feet, and it was very short, just as high as the ankles of the two of them, and it looked like a mechanical doll, walking next to the two of them.

What a surprise, Qi Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If your guess is correct, a legendary scene was staged in front of me just now.

It's just that the facts are ruined.

The characters in the legend don't look like gods, and they don't look like human ancestors.

Qi Yu looked at the figure-like little night man steadily, and suddenly realized that there was more wrong.

Qi Yu has not understood the reproduction and growth of Yeyu in detail so far, and no one around him has talked about it.

Qi Yu just let it go, intentionally or unintentionally.

It's just that the night in front of you corresponds to which stage of the night you have seen?

Is it the hatchling that the Harvey tribe uses to train? Is it the one- or two-story tall Chinese New Year's Eve next to Nagowei in the Black Marsh? Or is it the giant night that is several times taller and bigger when the instantaneous girl turned into a giant tree and ran for Qi Yu's life?

Something is messed up! It's very incongruous!

Qi Yu shook his head, but he still couldn't figure it out, until Qi Yu saw the woman pinching a doll again.

The calf-length thing gradually took shape in her hand, and the lines were soft.

From the mold like a shuttle, in the woman's hands, it gradually became a fish-like body.

And the man next to him pointed and gestured, and the woman actually pulled a few thin tentacles from her hand and pressed them on the front of the fish-like body!

Rumble! Qi Yu's brain was shocked as if it had exploded!

That familiar body shape! The familiar tentacles on the top of the head!

This is the messenger of the lost!

When the man pulled out a big "tadpole" and tore it in half, watering the clay mold of the new lost messenger, the lost messenger with long legs swam in the air!

Qi Yu finally discovered what he had overlooked.

If it weren't for the fact that these two things had become smaller, if the Lost Emissary was really so big!

So what do you see now? Qi Yu was in a trance! Look again at the cave in front of you, which is illuminated by firelight.

The black water that was not as thick as urine flowed down from the top of the cave, the small puddle under the black water, the small lost messengers and night servants who were playing beside the puddle, and the two people who watched them with interest.

It's all indescribably weird.