The wall clock on the wall, the second hand is turning rapidly, although you can't see it, but it ticks and ticks quickly and abnormally, and there is no other sound in the dark, and the sound of the wall clock moving is particularly weird. It's like it's been like this since time immemorial, and it's going to go on and on.

Lei Ming clearly remembers that moment, he used a blade to cut the major artery in his hand. Well, he couldn't tell the difference between arteries and veins, so he used the sharp blade to cut a piece of flesh on his left wrist, and he remembered the thin blade with a black swordfish depicted on it, with a faint blue light flashing on the edge. He didn't want to cut off his pulse, but the blade seemed to tell him: "Cut it, cut it, it's a hundred, there will be no more pain, only eternal happiness!"

Lei Ming hesitated, because he didn't want to do this, but his right hand didn't listen to the command and cut down on his left hand, the strange thing was that what he felt was not pain and fear, just a trace of coolness, and some were just a kind of relief like letting go of the burden and relieving it. He quietly watched as his red blood slid down his palms from his bloody wrists to between his fingers, a trace of warmth, but by the time he reached his fingertips, it was already cold. Life slowly passed with blood, and it also took away his strength.

Lei Ming's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and by then they had been completely closed. Lei Ming felt that he was getting colder and colder, as if he had fallen into boundless darkness, time seemed to slow down, Lei Ming felt that he was about to be frozen, his whole body was stiff and stiff, and he slowly lost consciousness, it seemed that he was really going to die.

Gradually, Lei Ming regretted it, saying that he couldn't have suicidal thoughts, since he was not afraid of death, what was there to be afraid of? Death is so uncomfortable, there is no sense of time in the dark, and the feeling of a second at the time of dying is a never-ending wait here. The boundless black, the endless cold interweaves the melody of death. It's just an endless cold here, and boundless loneliness, and I don't recall the scenes of my life as described in the movie, there is no sadness, no sighs, and I can't even feel anything other than the coldness and loneliness and the length of time.

"What the hell did you bastard send me the blade, is this a death blade?" Lei Ming kept cursing and asking questions in his heart.

"I can't die, I can't be defeated by a small blade, although I can't do anything, I live poorly, but my blood and my youth can't be splashed so meaninglessly." Lei Ming felt that his heart was beating, and a stream of heat flowed from his heart to his whole body through the blood vessels, and he was inexplicably moved, and Lei Ming felt that a drop of hot tears was dripping from his eyes.

"Goodong" Thunder's heart beat again, and Thunder really felt a white light burst out in the center of his heart, and spread to his whole body through the pulse, constantly dispelling the darkness, and his body was reviving little by little.

"Goo dong, goo dong, goo dong......" Lei Ming's heart is recovering its rhythm, Lei Ming feels that this is the most beautiful music he has heard in his life, the warm blood flow is constantly rushing out, and quickly flowing through the meridians of the whole body, warming his body, his stiff body began to gradually become soft, and the naked eye can visibly emit a trace of heat, like a steamer steaming outward, if someone sees Lei Ming full of white mist, like a smoke-like scene, maybe be scared silly. As the heartbeat continued to accelerate, the blood flowed faster and faster in the veins of Lei Ming, and constantly began to hit a cloud of black qi on Lei Ming's right wrist, and the black gas also did not show weakness in the white energy brought by the blood. At the beginning, the white energy that reached the wrist was relatively small, and after a while, it was surrounded and wiped out by the black qi, and the black qi also increased by three points, and gradually followed the meridians of the hand to attack the heart in reverse, and Lei Ming eagerly watched the black smoke and white energy scorching at the arm were constantly hitting each other, like two snakes, one black and one white, were biting each other.

"Come on, come on" Lei Ming's heart was silently cheering up, and he very much hoped that the white energy body would break through many obstacles and defeat the black smoke. Because Lei Ming sensed from the bottom of his heart that once the white energy won, he would be able to gain control of his body, and when he came back to his senses, he would not need to die.

"I must live strongly, I am not afraid of you, I am not afraid of death, what am I afraid of! White energy, let's fight together! The thundering spirit was shocked, and a steady stream of white energy erupted from the heart like reinforcements, quickly replenishing the losses of the vanguard team that was fighting with the black smoke, and continued to grow, slowly forming an oppression of the black smoke. The black smoke had lived up to its initial bravery and sharpness, and was defeated by the white energy attack, and finally retreated to the wrist, still making the final throes of death.

Lei Ming felt that his body had indeed regained consciousness, and he opened his eyes again, bringing a feeling of dizziness and a feeling of nausea in his stomach.

"Vomit" Lei Ming opened his mouth and spat out a pool of black water, the rancid smell was unbearable in the nasal cavity of he, a man who had just woken up, it was simply a stinky taste to the soul.

"Now for the final blow!" Lei Ming endured the discomfort, and cooperated with the white energy to make the final impact, and the white energy directly turned into a sharp arrow as if it had been hit by chicken blood, and violently collided with the black qi, the black qi continued to shrink, and finally withdrew from the cut wound and fled back into the blade.

At the moment when the black qi escaped, Lei Ming immediately grasped the control of his body, and after adapting to it for a while, Lei Ming stretched out his hand to support the ground and sat up slowly, panting heavily.

"It feels so good to come alive!" Lei Ming happily looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, the birds chirping happily, everything seemed so beautiful.

A foul smell mixed with the smell of blood wafted over at an inopportune time, Thunder looked down at the mess, the black water he vomited mixed with the blood flowing from his wrist, mixed together to mix a red and black intertwined demonic color, but in the dirt flashed a trace of coldness. Yes, it's that weird blade, the one that tempts people to commit suicide. When he saw this blade, Lei Ming even subconsciously felt a heart-digging pain coming from his right wrist.

Lei Ming shook his dizzy head, smiled bitterly, his eyes fell on the bloody right wrist, and found that it had begun to scab over, turning into a black piece wrapped around the wrist, but the pain was still hitting the brain in bursts, just didn't pay attention to it, once he noticed the wound here, but it induced unbearable pain, Lei Ming's painful brain was cold for a while, and the sweat on his body was like being fished out of the water.

"Ugh"