As usual, Yan Wenjun was unexpectedly late today, and now he was pulling his good friend Cui Xiaopang to run in a panic.

"Why are you running in such a hurry? It's almost late anyway, and it's not a big deal to be late, and the old professor with glasses probably can't count what you're afraid of? Cui Xiaopang, who was running behind, panted.

Cui Xiaopang, Yan Wenjun's only good friend in this city, because the two of them are small and both moved to Fengdu together, and now they also live in the same community, and the two are also admitted to the same university and the same major.

"You still have the face to say, if you didn't have to compete with others yesterday, and you don't have to pull me up if you try to compete with others, I went to bed late yesterday or would I be late? We were all six days late for seven days of the week. Yan Wenjun said with hatred that iron does not become steel.

"But to be honest, your sword master is really powerful, and he is about to lose, but your national costume sword master has counterattacked, their faces were green at the time, your national service sword master is not bragging it, awesome 🐮." Cui Xiaopang diverted the topic and said flatteringly.

"I still need you to say, the master is the top ten in the national service, and he must be in a good position! You're going to be late, kid. Today is the squad leader Yu Wenwen on duty, be careful that she punishes you for a week of duty. Yan Wenjun just turned around and said.

A heavy truck rushed out and directly knocked Yan Wenjun out, bleeding all over the ground, Yan Wenjun only saw Cui Xiaopang's mouth open, but he couldn't hear any sound, and gradually lost consciousness.

Before Cui Xiaopang could shout when he saw this scene, Yan Wenjun flew down in a pool of blood on the side, and hurriedly ran over and shouted: "Xiao Yan, wake up......

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When Yan Wenjun woke up, it was cold all around, but the scene that appeared was exactly the same as the scene in the nightmare that Yan Wenjun had since he was a child. However, this time, Yan Wenjun felt even colder.

A terrifying scene suddenly appeared in front of him, and the surroundings converged to one place like code, slowly forming the shape of an eye, Yan Wenjun saw a lot of things from his eyes, there were scenes of himself and his parents being together, there were scenes of his parents dying, and there were some scenes that he had never seen at all, most of these scenes were war and killing, blood and corpses, hatred and resentment. It's like being in eighteen layers of hell.

Soon, under the control of that huge eye-shaped thing, the environment was constantly changing, and for a moment Yan Wenjun seemed to be in the magma, and then it seemed to be in the extreme cold. The sudden change in energy made Yan Wenjun miserable......

"You must not have anything to do, otherwise how can I explain to your grandfather, when his old man left, I patted my chest and promised, Xiao Yan ......" As soon as I heard it, I knew that it was Cui Xiaopang who was crying beside me.

"Chubby, can you stop screaming, a living person like you has to make you cry." This is the squad leader Yu Wenwen.

"I want you to take care of ......"

Yan Wenjun slowly opened his eyes.

"Look, look, Xiao Yan is awake, awake." Cui Xiaopang suddenly turned from crying to laughter and shouted loudly.

"Oops! Don't yell at Xiao Yan again, go and find a doctor. Yu Wenwen sent Cui Xiaopang out.

He asked softly, "Xiao Yan, how are you feeling?" What's uncomfortable? ”

Yan Wenjun was speechless at this time, but he saw tears in the corners of Yu Wenwen's eyes.

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