Two earth-shattering thunderbolts rolled in the sky in succession, knocking her awake from her slumber, and then her face was cold, and rain poured down on her head.

Before he opened his eyes, there was a severe pain in his limbs, as if he had been run over by a large stone mill for several rounds, and his internal organs were almost displaced.

This time the pain was so painful that tears flowed, but she was not frightened in her heart, but a burst of ecstasy:

Alive.

I probably survived another operation, and I can still feel the pain.

She has always been pragmatic, as long as she can live, even the pain can be so fresh and lovely.

Then, she caught the strange movement coming from her surroundings:

There was a rustling sound, like branches and leaves swaying in a storm, but close to her ears, and she could feel the wind blowing through her rain-soaked skin, mercilessly taking away what little heat was left, making her body shiver in the cold.

It's so real, it's not like being in a quiet and closed operating room!

The dimness and drowsiness instantly dissipated, and she opened her eyes suddenly, and then fell into absolute consternation:

No wonder the sound of the wind and rain was so clear, it turned out that the branches and leaves were really swaying in front of her eyes! She looked hard to the right and left, and found that she seemed to be hanging on some big tree, and the clouds were thick above, and the sky was as dark as an ink plate.

The raindrops poured down, like silver needles falling from the sky, but fortunately, most of them were blocked by the dense branches and leaves, which could be as wide as her two palms, and the rain was full of rain and then poured down on her head, not to mention how refreshing and sour it was.

That's how she woke up.

She remembered that she had been pushed into the operating room for rescue because of another organ failure a moment ago, and how could she fall to a tree as soon as she opened her eyes? Besides, although the body was in pain, the feeling that the vitality inside the body was being eroded little by little was gone, and God knows that the pain had been with her for three years, and the seizures made her unbearable.

Hmm, wait, palms, she raised her hand in front of her.

Because he has been lying in bed for many years, his hands are as thin as firewood, green tendons are floating, and the back of his hands is full of pinholes. The little hand in front of her, which was white and tender and obviously pocket-sized with two sizes, how could it be hers?

The five fingers did as she wanted, opening and closing.

...... It's really hers.

Then, strange memories flooded in like a tide, instantly stuffing into her mind, but because it was a little thin, it couldn't fill all her consciousness. She gasped, still having the strength to look at the unfamiliar surroundings around her, trying to sort out a clue.

The first thing that came to mind was her name:

Feng Miaojun.

Moreover, she is only 11 years old this year.

More precisely, the body she was attached to was only an eleven-year-old girl, young and weak. However, when I looked around, it was as if I had fallen into an irregular sinkhole, about the size of half a football field. Looking up, the four walls are like picture frames on the wall, fixing the sky in a gloomy hue, and looking down, the soles of your feet are dark and deep, and the surrounding cliffs are nearly 90 degrees.

It looked like she had fallen from a cliff above, but luckily there were a few trees growing tenaciously in the cracks of the rock wall, and she was lucky enough to be caught by the thickest one, so that she didn't fall into the sinkhole and fall to pieces.

It turned out that she had unknowingly turned around the ghost gate, and came back dangerously.

She tapped the branches under her to show her gratitude, and then began to worry about how to climb out. With his current small body, he will fall off if he can't climb two feet?

However, the situation at this time really confirms the old saying: people must not be discouraged by the momentary setbacks in front of them, because-

Because life in the future is still waiting to give you a fatal blow.

She was in a desperate situation here, and she was worried that she couldn't fly, when a deafening roar suddenly came from the depths of the sinkhole!

The roar was so loud and distant that even the thunder rumbled in the sky could drown it out, and she could not mistake the anger and hatred that filled it.

Most importantly, it's definitely not a human voice!

She quickly looked down.

It happened that a thunderbolt swept through, illuminating the heavens and the earth, and also illuminating the abyss below, allowing her to observe her environment more clearly:

The sinkhole is like a deep bucket, and she hangs on the big tree on the wall of the barrel, and then it is about ten zhang down to the end. But at the bottom is a deep pool, the water of which is secluded, and I don't know how deep it is.

That was fine, but the lightning shone as brightly as day, and taught her to see clearly: a huge figure in the pool of water was fluttering wildly!

This thing is more than eight zhang (more than 26 meters) long, wearing gold scales, fins on its back, and splashing its tail behind it, looking like a big fish. She knew that whales could grow so big, but how could a whale appear in a deep pool in the mountains?

Could it be that this place is connected to the sea? But when she saw the head of the carthing, she immediately dispelled this suspicion.

With a head like a camel, horns like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, and ears like a cow, it resembles a legendary creature, her most familiar and unfamiliar totem - the dragon.

This is a monster with the body of a dragon's head and a fish.

She felt her heart pounding, and hurriedly pressed her chest and sat down on a branch.

Back to the damn question:

What the hell is this place!

Before her questions could bubble up like bubbles in soda, her eyes caught a tiny white shadow.

It moves too fast, and in such a dim abyss, it is really easy to be ignored. But her eyes widened and she stared at it for a moment, only to realize that this figure was probably a living person, flickering between the dragon-headed monsters, water waves, and boulders at the bottom of the abyss, not so much like a ghost, but rather a swallow with water, and it was agile.

She also saw that despite the huge disparity in size between the two sides, this person seemed to be fighting a monster with the head of a dragon and a fish.

She didn't have the eye to see things at night, and only with the help of the electric light inspired by the thunder could she cast a glance downward. So this thrilling battle in the cold pool on a rainy night was covered up in deep darkness.

By the way, there is an occasional flash of fire underneath, like a monster can breathe fire.

The man was silent, and all she could hear was the loud roar of the dragon-headed monster and the earth-shattering roar. The wind it stirred howled throughout the sinkhole, and the ancient trees on the cliffs shook their heads frantically, and she could barely grasp the branches so far away, but she didn't know what kind of pressure the person facing the monster underneath would have to bear?

Slowly, the roar became more and more sad and angry, but also more and more desperate, and she only felt strange in her heart: Could it be that person who is going to win?

I don't know how long the battle lasted in the dark, and the sound of the monster suddenly stopped.

Then there was a long silence, save for the sound of rain pounding on the leaves and water.

The sound made her feel safe for no reason.

Finally, a few lightning bolts struck in succession, illuminating the scene in the abyss: