Wang Yonghuan clearly felt the scorching light of the sun, almost igniting it; And the cold breath of the moon is to freeze it. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info said that it was too late and that it was fast, the sun and the moon suddenly merged into one, and he himself disappeared into it in an instant.

"Ah", with a loud shout, Wang Yonghuan was awakened from his dream.

"Little San, what's wrong, what are you shouting?" Mom asked in the outhouse.

"It's nothing, I had a nightmare, it scared me, Mom, it's okay, you can sleep."

After speaking, Wang Yonghuan continued to lie quietly on the kang. Suddenly, Wang Yonghuan's head ached violently, a hundred times higher than the pain of falling down on a bicycle and hitting his head by the hospital wall in the afternoon.

Wang Yonghuan's teeth bit deeply on his lips, not letting himself make a sound, and he had a strong consciousness: from now on, he must not let his parents and relatives worry about him.

Slowly, the pain subsided like a tidal wave of retreat. And in his mouth, he already felt a faint fishy smell.

"It's broken, my lip is bitten."

Although his body was covered with a quilt, he also felt a faint coldness, it was the pain just now that made him sweat profusely, and now as soon as the pain passed, he felt a trace of coldness.

Wang Yonghuan's mind gradually calmed down, and a black mist slowly appeared, showing a little light in the middle, and the light gradually magnified, and stopped changing when it reached the size of a copper coin.

The light and dazzling illusion of the slightest color, the color slowly merges, and gradually becomes an entity, and a copper coin full of ancient atmosphere is revealed.

How did Wang Yonghuan's "eyes" look at it, how did he think this copper coin was weird, ah, he suddenly understood, it turned out that this copper coin was different from what he had seen before. In the past, copper coins were round on the outside and square on the inside, but this copper coin is indeed square on the outside and round on the inside.

The patterns on both sides of the coin are constantly changing, like two colorful spiritual faces. Gradually, the front of the coin changed into eight round suns, while on the back appeared eight curved moons.

The eight suns and the eight moons are constantly rotating, and the sun and the sun gradually merge in the rotation, and the moon and the moon slowly gather. At the moment when the light and light were completely converged, the front of the copper coin highlighted the word "Qian", and the back revealed the word "Kun", and then the copper coin "bell" made a loud noise, and it was split into countless pieces and disappeared in his mind.

When Wang Yonghuan wanted to feel where the copper coin had gone, there was silence in his mind, and there was nothing.

Picking up the electronic watch next to the pillow, he turned on the display light and found that it was exactly twelve o'clock in the night.

Looking at the hazy moonlight outside the window, Wang Yonghuan's mind was full of strange dreams just now. Growing up so big, Wang Yonghuan is a dream-chasing teenager who likes fantasy, but it is the first time that such a mysterious and weird dream has occurred. While recalling everything in his dreams, he secretly wondered what these suns, moons, and universes meant.

As time passed, Wang Yonghuan gradually fell asleep again. In the dream, the picture is constantly changing, and the plot is changing scene by scene. For a while, he was a modern little white-collar worker, running between the hustle and bustle of the city; After a while, he became an ancient chivalrous warrior again, galloping freely on the rivers and lakes.

The picture slowly became clearer, it was a dark night, only a few stars in the sky were emitting a cold white light, reflecting the sky even darker, like a thick black juice splashed on the sky, like a black cloth covering the earth.

A rumbling thunder rang out, and then a bolt of lightning slashed through the heavens and the earth like a chain of fire, like the wrath of the gods trying to tear apart the night.

Among the mountains, a lone mountain stands like a sharp sword in the mountains, and the top of the peak is a flat land of more than 100 square meters, as smooth as a knife and a sword saw.

On the flat ground, a proud hundred-year-old green pine, lonely in the middle of the flat ground, as if telling the baptism of the years it has experienced, next to the pine tree lies a huge cyan ashlar. Boxy and even, like a knife slashing and sawing.

A flash of lightning flashed, and through the electric light, I found a person standing on the stone, dressed in white, with fluttering sleeves, and between his gestures, he was full of a graceful and free charm. His face is like white jade, clear and handsome, his eyes are shining, and he looks forward to it, dignified and powerful, as if he was born with this kind of grandmaster style, and he is extremely free and easy.

And around the stone stood three people, the same black scarf, black clothes and black trousers, with hats on their backs, their faces were fierce and cruel, and their six eyes were red, exuding a fierce light like a wolf.

The eldest of the three shouted viciously: "Wang Yonghuan, as long as you hand over the Qiankun money, the three of us brothers will let you go immediately, not only will we not pursue this matter, but also do our best to help you get the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance." Although you are a high-level martial artist of the Heavenly Rank, after you were hit by the Broken Intestine Flower Poison, your skill has dropped by five layers. Our Tianwai Sanxiong are also all intermediate masters of the Tianduan. If in normal times, it is possible for you to resist or even defeat the three of us. But now that you are even delusional to escape, I advise you to hand over the money immediately, and we can shake hands and make peace. Otherwise, tonight will be your time of death. ”

"Joke, I, Wang Yonghuan, have never been afraid of words since I roamed the rivers and lakes. Even if I am framed by you with poison today, you don't want me to give in, let alone hand over the money, that's a fantasy. ”

The old @ two of the three fierce people outside the world was a strong man with a dark face and a leopard nose, and when he saw this, he roared: "Big brother, what do you have to say to this showman, we went up and did him." ”

Saying that, with a wave of the ghost head knife, in a "boom" sound, nine knives were slashed horizontally, and the knives and blades were connected, forming a sharp knife fan in an instant, and slid viciously towards the white-clothed Wang Yonghuan.

The old man of the three murderers outside the world is a thin and short man, don't look at the short body but the action is fierce and abnormal, the body shape follows the second brother's shot, a hollow heel tumbles up, and the ghost head knife in his hand expands and contracts like electricity, like the gears of a knife flipping and slashing.

The murderer did not immediately attack with the two brothers, but stared at Wang Yonghuan's counterattack without blinking with a pair of slender eyes like wolf vultures.

The white-clothed Wang Yonghuan spread his robe, and the evil slashing blade under his waist surrounded him like a white horse. In the midst of squandering, the white light of the far north flickered in the sky. It shines in a rapidly changing form, whirling, streaming, leaping, vertical and horizontal. Sometimes it turns into a puff of rain, or a rainbow appears, like snow in the sky, or like a raging fire, and the ghost-headed knife that slashes horizontally swings away, and the people who fall from the volley also jump backwards.