This dream is really long, but fortunately, when I wake up, I can go home!

Ling Xingchen opened his hazy sleepy eyes, and a delicate face came into view.

The eyebrows are like spring mountains, and the big eyes are watery like a pool of autumn water, but there are a little dark circles under the eyes. Qiong's nose was towering, her fair face was full of joy, her red lips were piercing, and she said in surprise: "Are you awake?"

Ling Xingchen nodded subconsciously, then was shocked, instantly sobered up, sat up, and saw that the girl was dressed in snow-white animal skin clothes wrapped in a delicate figure, and had already rushed out of the door.

Ling Xingchen quickly glanced around.

The long-lost sunlight came in through the window, shining on the animal skin blanket in front of the bed.

The quaint house is made of white stone like white marble, with a slender iron sword hanging next to the window, and a bow and arrow, a quiver full of arrows, and a wooden dresser with pale yellow root carving art craftsmanship under the window, exuding a faint fragrance, on which are placed copper mirrors, beaded flowers, hairpins, rouge gouache boxes, and a red embroidered pier next to it.

Obviously this is the woman's room! Ling Xingchen was a little confused and puzzled.

Could it be that I fell into a castle left behind by the Mayans? But how could there be bronze mirrors, steel swords, bows and arrows in the Stone Age? Could this be the boudoir of an indigenous princess?

"Wake up, wake up, village chief grandfather, black uncle Uncle Jin, he woke up. ”

Sweet, crisp, and with a surprised female voice, Ling Xingchen got up with a bewildered face, and the smooth animal skin blanket slipped off his body. He found that he was wearing a white robe, his palms were smaller, his skin was smooth and delicate, and there was a faint purple-gold brilliance, which he couldn't see if he didn't look carefully, the scars and calluses were gone, and he quickly rolled up his sleeves and saw that his arms had lost weight, and his long hair hung down on his chest, and he was surprised.

What's even more inexplicable is that he is twenty centimeters shorter, but he is a 187 centimeter northwest man!

This dream is really long, but fortunately I woke up from the dream and can go home!

Ling Xingchen was in disbelief, and quickly checked himself to find that everything was fine, and he swept his eyes to the messy bed under his feet, the animal skin covers were in a mess, and some places had been plucked and there were even holes. It's obviously a finger hole that has been scratched through a finger!

Looking at the miserable ravages of the animal skin bedding, Ling Xingchen, who was still in shock, seemed to think of some beautiful and embarrassing picture, the chrysanthemum was tight, his lower body was cold, and he couldn't help but draw a few black lines on the back of his head.

"Damn!" he had a dark face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, he couldn't help but burst into foul language, jumped out of bed, hurriedly lifted his robe, pulled down the waistband of his pants to check his little brother, and looked at him with his head held high, clean and fresh, his head wrapped in it, except for being two sizes smaller, there was no other abnormality, and there was no weakness after work, so he let go of the stone in his heart.

Stretch your waist, twist your neck and waist, make a "pop" sound, and shout softly: "It's so cool!"

He didn't notice that several people had gathered outside the door, an old man on crutches and wearing a beast tooth necklace raised his hand, and they swallowed the words on their lips, watching Ling Xingchen swing his fists and kicks, both on his face and in his heart, full of curiosity and surprise.

Ling Xingchen found that his body was more flexible and powerful than before, and his mind was empty, his mind was quick, and his senses were very sensitive.

In addition, the lower abdomen dantian seems to be warm and hot, there is a warm current flowing from the dantian to the whole body, flowing back to the dantian in the meridians, and then flowing out of the dantian, just like the blood circulation, the whole body is very comfortable, just a little hungry, a little thirsty.

Could it be that the dantian and the sea of knowledge have been opened?

For a martial artist, these are simply a great creation, a miracle, and non-atmospheric transporters cannot have them.

As soon as his mind moved, sure enough, the dantian airflow flowed to his whole body, and his whole body was comfortable! Ling Xingchen had a kind of joy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe and a blessing in disguise, and he didn't notice a few people at the door, who were looking at him in surprise.

"The young man is blessed with a great life, and he finally woke up, what is wrong with his body?"

Ling Xingchen turned around when he heard this, and looked at a group of men wearing animal skin clothes with their backs and bears, with long black hair scattered, their skin was healthy and dark, and their biceps seemed to be able to burst out with amazing strength at any time, they smiled kindly, with a look of surprise, Ling Xingchen's whole body tensed, his fists clenched, and he entered a state of alert.

Can anyone tell me what's going on?!

When he noticed that there were two rugged men in animal skin clothes, holding blood-dripping knives in their blood-stained hands, his nerves suddenly tensed to the extreme, his eyebrows furrowed, and the stone in his heart hung higher!

A whole group of jackals, tigers and leopards, this can't be a primitive cannibal tribe, right?

A fair-skinned girl with a wild body dressed in an animal skin blouse and a short skirt. It was the girl who took care of Ling Xingchen, he discovered Ling Xingchen's abnormality, followed his gaze, and immediately understood the reason, so he pointed to their hands and said sweetly: "Uncle Jin, Uncle Hei, you are scared!"

The two rugged men looked at each other suspiciously, and then looked at the girl together, and the girl glanced at their hands, and then suddenly realized, and quickly put the knife behind his back.

"Well, I was so happy that I forgot to put down the knife. ”

"That's it, don't be afraid, young man, we're skinning and deboning our prey, and you're in for a good day. ”

The wheat-skinned man had a face full of meat, and the dark-skinned Uncle Hei smiled embarrassedly with his bloody hands.

"Oh, it's okay, thank you, thank you for saving me. Well, this dream is really special. Ling Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, touched his chin with his right hand, and the sunny smile on the corner of his mouth stopped. He suddenly found that this language had never been touched before, and was only inferior in beauty to Chinese, but he could understand it and communicate in the same language as them. He searched his mind and confirmed again and again that it was a completely unfamiliar language!

What else could the only explanation be other than a dream? Ling Xingchen's heart was messy, and he couldn't wait for an affirmative answer.

"Dream, young man, are you okay? Didn't you hurt your brain? The eagle girl came back from hunting, and when they saw you fainting by the Holy Moon Lake, and there was still a breath left, they brought it back, but they didn't expect their lives to be really big. An old man dressed in animal skins, with white beard and hair, and a necklace of animal teeth and bones around his neck, said with a cane.

Is it the lake that I fell into from the sky? At that time, the big bird in the air seemed to call himself a "lewd demon" in this language.

My God, I can't imagine that one day I will be scolded by a big bird!

What's even worse is the old man's words, as if he gave himself a fatal blow. Looking at the old man's appearance, he seems to be highly respected and prestigious, and everyone respects him, and what he should say is not a lie. And if it is ulterior motives, can you bother to talk nonsense with yourself?

"No, no, no, it's just a dream, you're all in my dream! Please tell me, it's not true, I'm going home, really, please let me go. ”

Ling Xingchen was stunned for three seconds, completely panicked in his heart, but he still deceived himself into believing that it was a dream, only to see him rush towards everyone and take the road away!

"Hey, just woke up, don't move!"

"Did the boy hurt his brain?"

"Is there something wrong with your brain? This is the real world. ”

“......”

Everyone was gossiping to stop them, but Ling Xingchen broke through the defense line and rushed out of the door, and everyone followed behind.

Running out of the yard, the green mountains that greeted him were undulating, and the spirit birds flapped their wings, where was the road?

"Young man, the patriarch is right, we are here in Crescent Village, not a dream. ”

"Yes, young man, no matter what happens, there is hope in life!"

"Brother, this is not a dream, you have been lying in Sister Xueying's bed for three days. ”

A little boy tilted his head innocently, and his milky voice interrupted everyone's gossip.

After hearing his words, everyone was stunned, looking at Ling Xingchen and the girl differently, the strange eyes swept back and forth on the faces of the two, but when they remembered the state of this kid just now, they were relieved.

However, these glances made the girl's face red.

After Ling Xingchen heard this, he remembered that he had just woken up and saw the girl with two dark circles under her eyes, and vaguely remembered that someone had pressed her body strongly when she was struggling in pain in her dream, and it seemed that someone had wiped her forehead with a towel, and everything in the dream appeared like a movie. Ling Xingchen seemed to understand a little bit of what was going on, it was really hard to accept, but it was all so real!

"I'll go get him something to eat. After the girl Snow Eagle finished speaking, she turned around and left quickly, for fear that others would see the embarrassment.

"Yes, Sister Snow Eagle hasn't slept much in the past few days, and she has been by her brother's side almost all the time. There are also Brother Golden Tiger. A cute little girl spoke.

"I, I don't remember, I just remember falling from the sky, as if falling into a lake, waking up and being here. The last disillusionment was shattered, and Ling Xingchen lost the last smile on his face, and his soul became depressed.

Ling Xingchen kept searching his mind for the memories of the subject, and the pain he experienced was so real.

It seems that the heavens have not fulfilled people's wishes, and they have really crossed !! Ling Xingchen was completely flustered in his heart, and he desperately wanted to know what was going on with all this.

"I want to be quiet!" After Ling Xingchen finished speaking, his legs burst out with amazing strength and speed, and he ran wildly along a small path.

"Who is Jingjing?"

"I don't know. ”

"Maybe it's his family or his lover. ”

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, all with puzzled faces. A few young people, under the orders of the village chief, followed behind, just in case.

Ling Xingchen stopped at the top of a mountain, thinking back to all the previous things, and the negative emotions that had been suppressed were like flash floods!

He roared loudly in Chinese: "How can this be? How can this be? Am I not on the earth? Am I not in the Americas? How can I be here? Am I not back on the earth? Isn't this a dream? Mom and Dad, Yue'er, where are you...... Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?—"

A sturdy young man in animal skin wanted to step forward to dissuade him, but was stopped by a middle-aged man: "Wait, we don't know exactly what's going on, don't be self-defeating." ”

"Why can't I understand him?"

"What language is this?"

"Don't make a noise, I don't know what language it belongs to, the outside world is very big, maybe one day you will find out when you go out. ”

Ling Xingchen became more and more agitated, and he sobbed and shouted hysterically, the sound echoing through the mountains, startling the nearby birds and scaring away the timid beasts. He didn't notice the worried crowd behind him.

After some venting, his trembling body shook, as if he had lost his soul, like a walking corpse, and fainted to the ground.

The crowd hurriedly stepped forward, carried him down the mountain, and put him on the bed before.

Half an hour later, Ling Xingchen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were empty, he lost his former look, he could not accept the fact that he had crossed over. But good psychological quality does not allow him to make a fuss.

When I saw the worried man next to me: "I'm fine, I can't accept it for a while, so I make you worried." ”

"It's okay, just wake up. The middle-aged man in animal skin smiled in surprise with a sad face.

"It's good that you're okay, although I don't know what's going on, but there is hope for people to live. Xue Ying smiled, turned around and ran out: "I'll go get food." ”

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