Yan Qingcheng opened his eyes.

It was surrounded by a thick gray-white fog, and no entity could be reached out of his reach.

"I'm ...... Is it dead? He recalled what had happened before he lost consciousness, and the man in black shot straight through his eyebrows.

"It's impossible, it's impossible to be the only one! In this world, it is absolutely impossible for you to hurt me alone! Utter sorrow welled up in his heart, and he curled up in a ball, muttering unfounded words in his mouth. Until now, he couldn't accept all this, and he believed that his feelings were more than reality.

"You're still on this path."

A cold female voice sounded, with a hint of helplessness and sorrow; This voice seemed to have a special magic, directly erasing the sad mood of the words. He hurriedly raised his head and looked around, but all he saw was a thick fog in the middle of nowhere.

"I originally wanted to completely cut off this bloodline inheritance, but in the end I couldn't make up my mind." The cold female voice continued.

"Who are you! Who are you! You've been appearing in my dreams! What the hell are you trying to tell me! Yan Qingcheng shouted loudly into the air.

"Wake up and return to your true companions."

As the words fell, the dense fog around Yan Qingcheng began to churn, pouring into his brain along the seven orifices.

He felt his head hurt, especially the center of his eyebrows, as if flesh and blood were constantly being torn apart; The brain vibrates constantly, as if it had the function of a heart, causing him to lose the ability to think normally.

He wanted to shout for help, but he couldn't make a sound at all, and could only hope that this torture would end soon.

"Grandpa Cheng, did you use the wrong medicine? He looked miserable, think of a way! In the midst of the confusion, he heard a girl crying out anxiously, the concern contained in the words taking some of the pain out of him.

"This is normal, he has been soaking in the medical tank for too long, and his body is no longer used to life in the outside world; If he does not inject a high dose of stabilizers, his mental system may be misaligned with his body, and his whole body may be paralyzed at that time. The old voice sounded, as if to soothe the anxious girl.

"Oh, can't you make him suffer less? I managed to get my hands on him. ”

"Peony, girls should pay attention to their words and don't say things that are easy to cause misunderstanding." The old man was very helpless about the girl's disconnection, "Now that the silence is starting, he is about to wake up." ”

"I'll draw the curtains......" replied the girl glutinously.

Yan Qingcheng opened his eyes again, thinking that this time was the real awakening.

He couldn't see clearly, he couldn't control his body, he just felt a distorted light source.

"Can you hear me? When you hear it, you blink. The old man asked Yan Qingcheng in a steady voice.

Yan Qingcheng blinked.

"Very good, don't be afraid, you're wearing an oxygen mask, so you're going to have some blurred vision, that's normal; Now I'm going to inject you with a small amount of energy injection, which will help you regain your physical sensations as soon as possible. ”

Yan Qingcheng blinked again, indicating that he understood what the other party meant.

A tingling sensation came from his chest, and the old man injected the medicine by injection into the heart muscle. Five minutes passed, and Yan Qingcheng gradually gained control of his body, and his heart beat vigorously, transmitting power to all parts of his body.

The old man removed his oxygen mask so that he could see his surroundings clearly.

It was a very dark room, and the only light was leaking in through the curtains; There was a vague figure next to the curtain, which seemed to be a little bloated.

"Thank you, thank you for saving me." Yan Qingcheng hurriedly thanked the old man beside him, his voice hoarse.

"Kid, I didn't help much, most of the credit for your survival is on your own." The old man shook his head and said, "You were already brain dead when you were sent to me, the wound in the center of your eyebrows is too deep, it should be caused by the close-range shooting of the shaped gun, I can't cure this injury, and there is no way to wake up your brain waves; But your breathing and heartbeat are not stopping, which is very counterintuitive, so I tried to put you in a medical tank and see if a miracle happens. ”

The old man lifted Yan Qingcheng's upper body up, "You have been soaking in the medical tank for a month, and you are so difficult to hang your weak breath and pulse, you may die completely at any time; When I was about to give up, a miracle happened. ”

Speaking of this old man's emotions, he rubbed his hands against each other, and his eyes shone with excitement: "Your brain waves have woken up, and they have awakened without warning at all!" I checked all the information and didn't find a single case like this; You know what? We humans have been in this galaxy for a thousand years, and no one has been able to resurrect after a month of brain death for a thousand years, but you did it, so you really deserve to be 'you'. ”

Yan Qingcheng was a little dizzy by the old man's words, he scratched his head, and asked suspiciously: "Is it really 'we'?" ”

The old man then remembered that there were not only two of them in this ward, "I forgot about her." Child, if you want to say thank you, thank her. ”

"Hmph, if you want to thank me, pay it back with your life!" The people next to the curtain were finally no longer silent. Yan Qingcheng realized that the bloated figure was a girl, but her voice was crisp and moving, which formed a huge contrast with the bloated body.

The girl opened the curtain with a "bang", and there was a clear sky outside, and the bright sunlight sprinkled on the girl, as if bathed in holy light.

Yan Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, he had been in the dark for too long, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Huh? Am I ugly? I was just joking with you, don't take it seriously. The girl hurriedly explained, not realizing that Yan Qingcheng's eyes were only squinted because the light was too harsh, but mistakenly thought that the other party was dissatisfied with her words.

"No, it's just that there is no ......" Yan Qingcheng's words were forcibly interrupted, and he saw the girl's true identity clearly.

Fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a dragon, Rong Yao Qiu Ju, Huamao Chun Song, this is Yan Qingcheng's first impression of her.

So beautiful! The autumn water is the jade for the bones, the hibiscus is like a willow like an eyebrow, and the young girl is wearing a long aqua blue dress and standing in front of the windowsill with a somewhat shy expression; The wind blew into the room outside the window, making the long skirt clinging to her body, revealing her perfect figure; The girl's pupils reflected her clear figure, as clear as the purest blue diamond, and he didn't even dare to look at the girl's eyes, because it was too easy to be swept into the boundless imagination.

The bloated figure was also explained, it was simply a pair of white wings; The flawless girl spreads her wings and her long golden wavy hair casually draped behind her, like a goddess.

"When we first met, my name was Peony, a graceful and luxurious Peony."