When Luo Hua came back, he didn't hunt any beasts, he saw a few rabbit-eared bandicoots, swaying not far from his hand, seeing that humans are not afraid of life, it is easy to capture it, the steel drill in Luo Hua's hand is ready to be thrown, but he gave up at the last moment: it is not easy to survive in such a harsh living environment, why innocently hurt its life.

After wandering around for a long time, he found a few bushes of sea buckthorn jujube bushes unique to arid areas, the blue-red jujubes were not big, but the grains were sweet and refreshing, Luo Hua carefully picked a handful, and walked back to the tent with his coat.

The noise of the tent next door was still the same, especially Chu Tian's hearty and swaggering laughter controlled everything:

"Hey, they're blowing you up,。。 Grandson, I still want to run, but I don't have the door! I've been staring at you for a long time, hurry up, go out and shout to the cliff"

So the loser reluctantly got out, stood on the edge of the cliff and brewed for a long time, and finally made up his mind, and roared:

“I’m a bitch ！”

Ran back to the tent, gritted his teeth and took revenge:

"Hey, grandchildren, please okay, the following is all your bitch drama, if you don't let you roar, I won't be surnamed Sun!"

The sound of laughter and slapstick shook in this desolate realm in an instant, and for a while, this desert cliff that had been empty for hundreds of millions of years had an incomparably smart vitality.

Luo Hua smiled and shook his head, silently reciting what Zhu Yan had said earlier:

Well, youth indeed!

Opened the tent curtain, but saw that in the loud noise, Zhu Yan slept very quietly with his eyes closed, Luo Hua squatted down and looked at the white face that was spotless no matter when and where, with long eyebrows and long eyelashes, a straight nose bridge, thin lips with a youthful moisturization, and an indescribable fresh breath between the noses.

Luo Hua remembered that when he was a child, he recognized his life when he first arrived at Zhuyan's house, and he was not close to anyone, until he smelled the smell of Zhuyan's body, he refused to part with him no matter what, and even when he slept at night, he had to sleep with Zhuyan in a quilt, his little arms tightly hugged Xiao Zhuyan's body, but his face was buried in his neck, and he slept contentedly with the fragrance.

The two slept like this until they were 7 years old, and after that sleepwalking night, Luo Hua proposed to sleep alone in a room, Zhu's father readily agreed, but Zhuyan watched him pack up his belongings and leave the small space of the two in a daze, until the door closed, and he didn't move...

Time flies, the joy of youth is so short, Luo Hua doesn't know how long Zhu Yan has kept these childhood memories, in the impression that he always stands quietly aside, not screaming or talking, but as long as he turns back, he can always see that he is still in the same place, never leaving.

"Zhuyan, what are you and your father hiding from me?"

Luo Hua put the dates in his pocket on Zhu Yan's pillow and stared at them for a while before he walked out of the tent.

The temperature in Death Valley is an incomprehensible existence, as if everything is related to the direct rays of the sun, when the sun rises, it seems to shoot directly overhead, and when it sets, it is not excessive, and when you suddenly feel like you sink from the heat into the ice cellar, and then look up, the sun is already on the edge of the west.

The temperature can be two, transpiration of 50 degrees Celsius and below zero, the transition in the middle is like a hurricane swept by, people with a slightly weaker physique, the immune system can not be tracked will be cold and high fever.

Luo Hua stood on the edge of the cliff, the mountain wind was already surging, after his thin blue shirt was poured into the wind, it puffed up high, and the sudden drop in temperature did not make him shrink, but there was a kind of refreshing pleasure, he pinched his waist with both hands, stood against the wind, and a kind of pride arose in his heart, and the famous words of the warning seemed to echo in his ears:

Let the storm come harder!

I don't know how long he stood on the edge of the cliff like this, but suddenly, a cloak was on his shoulder, and Luo Hua didn't look back or ask, because he knew that there would always be only one person standing there behind him.

......

......

The fragility of life is revealed at this time, no matter how much courage you have to stand, the illness is like a mountain, and the helpless people are unwilling, so the emergency room of the hospital has become the last straw for people to save lives and die prematurely.

Moga stood at one end of the red isolation line in the operating room, on the opposite side of the line, several doctors and nurses were hurriedly preparing for an electric shock, the young body was unable to be rescued due to congenital epilepsy, and entered a dying state, and the violent attack on the heart may have a glimmer of life.

Moga looked at the line with some strange wonder, and wondered in his heart:

"Why paint? Could it be that if you walk into the red line, the patient will die, and standing here, the patient will be resurrected? Hehe, why do people in the world always do these useless work? Don't the people of the world know that life and death are determined and Hades are in charge? Alas, O ignorant world! ”

But Moga still stayed behind the red line and did not cross it, after all, it is a common rule in the world, whether it is useful or useless, since it has come to the world, it is natural to abide by it, right?

Si Yuan clasped his hands and looked at the body on the operating table, counting the moment when his soul was detached, he didn't think much of it in his heart, early death and late death are not the same, there is no need to waste time and energy, but he is still willing to follow Moga's wishes:

Life is not easy, and he should have his life to the end.

Alas..

The shaking of the body became weaker and weaker, and the digital display of the instrument became slower and slower, until the curve flickered into a parallel white line

"Drip ———!"

Just one billionth of a moment before his heart stopped beating, Si Yuan suddenly made a move, and a thin white light shot out, piercing a small hole in the carotid artery of the body, and a blood that still belonged to a living person was instantly introduced into the mouth of Moga, who was standing and waiting, along this white light, and the time was only a second or two, and the horror caused to the doctors and nurses on duty was huge:

In the bright operating room, a ray of blood is drawn out of thin air from the patient's body, forming an extreme standard parabola, and disappearing out of thin air in a steady stream.

So in the originally solemn and solemn operating room, after the terrible screams, there was a ping pong noise, some fainted, and the slightly more determined ones howled through the corridor with audio that exceeded the human limit of decibels.

Maga wiped the corners of his mouth, looked apologetically at the unconscious man on the ground, and said thoughtfully:

"Alas, these memories are really bad for you to keep, so let's go away."

With a flick of his hand, the white light emitted again, hovering above the faint man's forehead a few times, and the terrifying memory erased from their minds.

"Well, that's enough, Si Yuan, let's go."

The two of them slowly floated out of the hospital and returned to the bustling corners of the city, looking at it as they walked, the novelty they had just seen at first glance had faded a lot after several hospitals rushed to search, and the same store model soon became popular:

"Alas, it's so boring in the end, it's not as good as the prosperous period of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, the so-called top games are just the scum left by the barbaric era of the ancient space, I don't understand how the world is addicted to it, and can't extricate themselves?"

Si Yuan smiled silently, but he couldn't help but think in his heart:

"You miss the ancient space so much, but you stay here and refuse to leave, what are you waiting for in your heart, do I not know?"

Suddenly, someone shouted in the distance, and the people who were shouted showed joy that they had never seen before, and while chattering, there was some vague uneasiness, and Moga couldn't help but wonder when he saw it:

What is it about this that makes people emotionally chaotic and out of control? ”