Tick!

Tick!

Tick!

The water droplets ticked crisply, and the sound echoed softly, as if there was a water wave gently responding to the sound of the water droplets, one after another. It's like a lullaby with a single melody but intoxicating.

I had some difficulty breathing, as if a boulder was pressing against my chest, and I pulled my hands out of the cold water and pushed them weakly twice, but the stone was still weighing heavily on my chest.

Ahem!

My throat suddenly itched, I coughed violently, and water spurted out of my nose and mouth, finally choking me from my drowsy state.

Where is this?

In the dimly lit space, the parts below my chest were buried in the water, and my whole body was numb from the cold, and she was pressing on my body, and the feeling of being unable to breathe was caused by her.

I lifted my hands from the water, my sleeves had already fallen off, except for the numbness of my hands, my skin was not wrinkled by the white hair of the blisters, and the cold chill invaded my body, and I shivered from the cold.

"I don't seem to be dead."

I grinned, my stiff cheeks twitching, and I looked up blankly at the damp rock face overhead, strewn with sharp cones. This feeling is so familiar, it seems that I have experienced a lot, but I don't have the slightest sense of happiness and excitement, why am I so calm?

She seemed to be dead, I pushed her, she was no longer reacting, she was as cold as ice, she should be dead.

Syllable!

I pushed her away from me and landed in the water, splashing and rippling towards the other side of the darkness, which seemed to be an underground river.

"I'm so lucky that this kind of escape from death happened to me. I don't know if I will see the martial arts cheats and practice peerless martial arts from now on. ”

I suppressed the sourness in my heart, enlightened myself, and played with black humor to myself, and the voice echoed in a low voice in the dark space, it was teasing me, and it thought it was funny.

I got out of the water, turned and climbed onto the spacious-looking, gravel-strewn shore behind me, and touched the slippery ground: "Luckily, this looks like a paradise." ”

Rubbing my sour nose and rubbing my arms, there was a tingling pain in my palms, and I remembered that one of my palms seemed to be burned, and I spread out my hands, and found that the flesh in some places had fallen off, and it was full of cobweb-like blood, as if it was beginning to grow new meat.

I don't think there's a normal person who doesn't feel chills when they see their hands look like this, right? But it should not be abolished, and the perception that should be there is it.

I sat down on the ground, lying down on the ground, and the gravel under my back was a little rusty, but I didn't want to move, I didn't want to move. even gave birth to a dark and extreme thought: just let yourself die here.

Syllable!

I pumped my mouth, sat up violently, and gasped violently, I don't know how that thought could appear in my mind, I felt a little frightened, and there was an inexplicable chill down my spine, it was definitely me, how could I want to die? I want to live, I still have my parents to support, and Zhou He・・・・・・ and ・・・・・・ my mission of passing on the family generation has not been completed, and I must survive.

The hot sting in my face, my slap was definitely not that heavy, and I knew it, and I couldn't help but reach out and touch my fingers to my face, head, and the back of my head.

Silk!

The intense pain made me gasp, if there was a mirror, I could be sure that I was definitely a pig's head in the mirror, I don't know who actually gave me a free facelift when I was asleep, but I don't want to thank it.

Her body was floating by the ebb and flow of the waves, and I got up, walked over step by step, and dragged her ashore, not wanting her to be swollen in the water, and imagining that scene, I felt a little miserable, and she did not deserve to suffer such a crime after her death.

She was covered with cracks, like a porcelain doll about to break, which made people's hearts feel sour, perhaps, I don't know when I began to identify with this woman from an alien planet, remembering that she appeared in front of me for the first time, every inch of her body seemed so high, like an angel falling from the sky, holy, cold, and clear.

I gently touched her cracked cheeks, which were like cobwebs, which were not as delicate as before, but I did not feel that I had lost my sense of beauty, she was like a sleeping beauty, reluctant to return in a dream.

I moved my hand to her chest, she was still naked, but I couldn't give birth to a single evil thought, she didn't have a heartbeat, and the faint hope in my heart was finally shattered.

I closed my eyes gently, not wanting to feel the sourness surging in my heart, and my eyes gradually moistened, is it because of her? No, I stubbornly believe that no one can make my eye sockets moist except death and my parents, and it is only caused by a foreign body in my eyes.

I opened my eyes suddenly, didn't I?

I looked down at her, she was still so obsessed with dreams, she was sleeping softly, and there was no movement, but was the bright golden light I just felt my own illusion? Could it be that I was too tired and hallucinated?

I looked at her closely, soaking in her imperfections.

Her eyelids opened suddenly, revealing a pair of inhospitable white eyes staring at me, and at that moment, my heart instantly exploded in my chest, and I subconsciously kicked my legs, crawled backwards, and gasped violently.

Whew! Whew!

It's scary, it's scary.

I turned my head to look at it with palpitations, her eyes closed again, could it be my hallucination again, I was a little unsure, hesitated, but did not dare to move, did not dare to approach.

Wait a minute!

In the darkness, I could see that her hair and eyebrows were fading, from black to crystal white, and the cracked scars on her body were healing at a rapid rate.

Syllable!

"Horsewoman's!"

I slapped myself hard, not because I had masochistic tendencies, but because I wanted to slap myself awake, and I stubbornly thought that I was already starting to lose my mind.

"What are you...

A familiar voice sounded in my head, and I looked at her slowly sitting up in horror, kicking her legs backwards, and pointing at him: "You... Are you a human or a ghost?" ”

"Ghosts? What is ・・・・・・ creature? ”

She thought with a slight frown.

I gasped, knowing that what I was seeing was not a hallucination, but a reality, but my mind was filled with questions: "How did you survive?" ”

"I'm not dead・・・・・・ I'm sleeping."

She looked at me, and the white pupils in her crystal eyeballs gave me a strange beauty, but it made me feel a little uncomfortable. She smoothed her long, wet white hair, eyebrows, pupils, and hair, which gradually began to turn back to black.

"How is it possible, your heart is not beating."

The dark space echoed with my high-pitched voice of disbelief.

"When my body goes into hibernation, the heart will stop automatically to avoid excess energy consumption."

She pondered for a moment, then gave me an answer that I could barely understand. But I was relieved to think that she was different from ordinary people and was not from this planet at all, but the shock that her resurrection brought me was still indigestible, where is this still a person.

"By the way, the moment you woke up, the flash of golden light shouldn't be my delusion, right? Also, didn't you say you can't use the Sending Star anymore? Isn't this still alive and well? "I remembered the golden light that flashed in front of my eyes when I closed my eyes, and the words she said that contradicted her awakening and resurrection.

She lowered her head and slowly moved her gaze to the silver ring on her left wrist, and a trace of imperceptible pain flashed in her complicated expression: "It saved me." ”

"Sending stars?"

I asked.

She shook her head, "It's it." ”

"It? You mean that energy? I didn't understand, but she nodded.

"Give me your hand."

Her words suddenly became coherent, without the staccato she had just had.