In the sea of colorful flowers, the man looked at the little girl who was chasing butterflies and playing. The breeze blew through his hair and the corners of his clothes, and in the swaying sea of flowers, the figure seemed a little ethereal, as if it would disappear in the next moment. Vaguely, the man seemed to say something, but it was blown away by the wind, and there was no sound.

Perhaps noting, the little girl threw away the bouquet in her hand and ran anxiously in the direction where the man was. For some reason, her heart became more and more panicked, and she desperately wanted to reach the man's side.

But when she touched the corner of the man's clothes, the man's figure suddenly disappeared and dissipated between heaven and earth.

At that moment, the sea of flowers that had been blooming brilliantly withered in an instant, and was replaced by a gray and strange forest. The gloomy rain and mist replaced the bright sunshine, and the cold wind was mixed with a terrible scream.

The gray sky covered with haze was as hideous as the devil's face, and there was an endless dead silence in the forest under its control. The black clouds patrolled inch by inch, as if they would not spare any creature that escaped from under his nose.

In the unknown environment, the little girl's heart rose in an unprecedented panic, at this time, she just wanted to find the man as soon as possible and seek support.

I don't know how long I searched, but I saw a vague figure in a hazy rain and fog. Was that the man? The little girl wanted to cry out with joy, but at that moment, she forgot who the man was, and even what the man's face was.

When the blurred figure gradually approached, it became clear that it was an unusually disgusting and ferocious monster. The monster had no skin on its entire body, and its shriveled flesh was covered in a maroon, viscous liquid. The head was round and bulging as if it was about to burst, and there was nothing but a bloody mouth. At this moment, its limbs were crawling towards the little girl in a deformed manner, and the foul saliva rolled down the long tongue in large drops, and its hook-like fangs shimmered with a cold light.

That's the first reaction in the little girl's mind.

But in the next moment, she was horrified to find that her feet could not move even a little.

Move!

Why can't I move?

The dilated pupils reflected the figure of the monster getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer, and the panic in the little girl's heart was instantly infinitely magnified.

'Don't come, don't come, who's going to save me!'

Perhaps someone heard her prayer, and a cold black light shot straight at the monster, enveloping it with a thunderbolt. It took about ten breaths for the black glow to dissipate, and the monster was silent.

'Is it dead?'

After a certain distance away from the monster's corpse in a panic, the little girl slowly relaxed from her extreme fear. The emaciated body curled up into a ball and leaned against the roots of the old tree, shivering in the cold rain and mist.

I thought the danger was gone, but when there was a sound of chewing and swallowing in my ears, the little girl's nerves tensed again.

She could clearly see that the dead monster was being eaten by two of its kind. The hook-like fangs dug deep into the flesh, and after each tear off a piece, the long tongue quickly swept into the big mouth, and swallowed into the stomach with a "grunt". With an eager and messy gnawing and devouring, the corpse was soon left with a puddle of scarlet blood splattered on the ground.

The shocking scene caused the blood in the little girl's whole body to freeze, and her muscles and bones began to soften and numb, and the fluid secreted by the tear glands immediately blurred her vision. Suddenly, a tearing pain came from the depths of her mind, and it was so turbulent that she almost fainted. At the same time, a brilliant crystal like a bead of blood appeared at the center of her eyebrows, and the bright red flashed with a black arc of light, which looked very strange.

Fighting through the tumbling pain in her stomach and the torture in her body, the little girl struggled to her feet, and ran without looking back. The only thought in my mind is to escape, and those who want to flee far away must not be eaten.

The little girl, ragged in rags and covered in mud and blood, ran in terror through the smog-shrouded forest, listening to the strange screams that kept pouring in from all directions, and she became more and more panicked. No matter how many times she tripped over a branch with fangs and claws, she only knew that she had to get up, she couldn't stop, she had to escape!

I don't remember how long she ran, but she knew that her physical strength had already exceeded the load a lot, but she didn't dare to stop, even if her feet were bloodied and her legs were unconscious, she still didn't stop. The numb brain desperately longed for a hole to appear in front of her for her to hide, hide well, and never be found by the monster.

Finally, when she clearly saw that she was surrounded by a large group of monsters, her already exhausted mind completely collapsed.

Now, what if she stopped? Seriously, she didn't want to run anymore, so she let those bloodthirsty monsters eat her clean, and no matter how she escaped, she couldn't escape. Stubborn eyes began to fill with despair. Yes, she gave up struggling, and maybe she should have done it a long time ago.

As she watched the group of hideous-looking monsters approaching step by step, she thought she was fearless, but when the fangs pierced into the flesh, her heart suddenly woke up—

"Phoenix, listen, you must live strong and beautiful!"

Whose advice is it? so gentle and yet so sad!

The person sleeping like a baby on the soft couch, his brows are deeply locked, he must have been a nightmare. Fan Mo thoughtfully covered the fox fur quilt for him, and gently picked up the book on the ground, without a trace of boredom, only a face full of tenderness. He walked around the couch as quietly as he could, and when he had put the book away, he stood aside and waited quietly.

Long Huang opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was him, Fan Mo. It was much more reassuring to see him by his side as usual.

She had the same dream as she had a month before. In her dreams, she was always scared and at a loss. Fear because I have forgotten everything, I don't know where I came from and where I want to go. In the face of unfamiliar circumstances and surging dangers, the intense feeling of helplessness made her tremble. Just when she thought she couldn't escape the nightmare, a voice full of pity came into her heart and woke her up.

"Will you live strong and beautiful?" the dragon phoenix murmured softly.

Recalling the ethereal afterimage in the dream, as well as the entrustment full of nostalgia, Long Huang always has an indescribable nostalgia and longing in his heart. She longed to know who would be so gentle by her side in that forgotten memory, and who would give her support?

Yes, everything has to be answered. Before that, she must become stronger, and she must not die!