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Luo Qi suddenly felt that his body, like a sponge that had been dry for a long time under the sun, was suddenly thrown into a ** with no end in sight.

This time it was cold, and it was completely different from the situation in the previous two days.

This time, the coldness that poured into Luo Qi's forehead quickly became irrepressible.

It's unstoppable.

Consciousness, with the surging cold, rushed into Luo Qi's dantian, and saw a surging river of smoke, like the Milky Way that illuminated the universe, traversing the original darkness of the dantian.

This Yan River is too huge, and the five flame clusters that originally hung in Luo Qidantian are extremely small compared to the Yan River.

But when the river of smoke collided with the flames, the white river of smoke seemed to be greatly resisted, and it stopped moving forward very abruptly.

Then, the smoke river met the place where the flames were and suddenly exploded.

The front end of the exploding river of smoke was like a light white mist, enveloping the five red flame clusters in it.

Then, the white mist began to roll and began to condense.

And the white river of smoke also began to move forward again.

Luo Qi is very aware of all this, but she can only be a spectator.

It all happened so suddenly.

Suddenly, Luo Qi was unprepared.

He was rather shocked to see that the white mist wrapped in the flame mass had condensed for a long time, and finally gathered into an elliptical sphere.

The river of smoke stopped moving forward again.

The surface of the oval sphere revealed countless red rays of light, just like a fiery red round jade that was scattered with light and crystal clear.

Then, Luo Qi only felt that there was a sharp pain in the dantian of his abdomen, and suddenly there was a sharp pain like cutting his heart and tearing his heart, and he was immersed in the consciousness of the dantian, and immediately found that the river of smoke that ran through the entire dantian was like a sea water at low tide, and it quickly retreated back.

Yanhe, leaving Luo Qi's dantian, followed the way he came, returned to Luo Qi's forehead, and rushed out of Luo Qi's body.

Yanhe brought Luo Qi great pain on the way back, and the pain seemed to be stabbed, as if ten thousand insects devoured his heart, which made Luo Qi feel so painful that he almost couldn't help biting his tongue and committing suicide.

Xin Hao, this pain came and went quickly.

Almost at the moment when Yanhe left his body, the severe pain that Luo Qi couldn't bear had disappeared without a trace.

Although the pain disappeared, Luo Qi had not completely recovered from the sudden pain, and found that in the dantian, the white mist wrapped in five red flame clusters, shaped like round jade, suddenly burned.

The flames were blazing, but they were as red as blood.

In the red flames, the flames that were originally made of red flames turned purple.

"Boom!"

At the same time that the five flames were dyed purple, a loud sound that shook Luo Qi's soul suddenly sounded from his consciousness.

Immediately followed by this loud sound was a passage that Luo Qi was not unfamiliar with, but felt extremely shocked and puzzled.

Firmament.

Dead!

"Heavens."

Luo Qi's lips squirmed slightly, and he said softly with a puzzled face: "Dead? ”

He gradually frowned, raised his head slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

The night had passed, and the light of the sky, which had cast away the darkness but was still dark, came into his eyes.

He looked at the gloomy sky through the gloomy light, and the look on his face was not only full of doubt, but also a little hesitant.

Just now, his consciousness was forcibly shaken out of the dantian by a sudden loud sound.

"Heavens, dead?"

Luo Qi frowned tightly, and after repeating what he had just said again, he lowered his head slightly.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was a little dull.

He was silent for a moment, then closed his eyes again.

He looked inwardly at his dantian and saw a sea of flames formed by red flames in the shape of an elliptical sphere, and the five flames in the sea of flames that were already purple but were running as before.

He waited for a while, but before he could make a loud noise, he could only retreat.

When he opened his eyes again, his expression a little depressed.

"Alas!"

A heavy sigh was followed by a bitter laugh.

Luo Qi smiled bitterly and shook his head, then stood up from the ground.

"Huh?"

Luo Qi, who stood up, flashed a hint of discoloration on his face, looked at his hands with some confusion, and clenched his fists again.

Feeling the heat flowing in the body, which was completely different from yesterday, and contained in the body, it had undergone a qualitative change, as if it was several times stronger.

A wave of ecstasy arose in Luo Qi's heart, and the depression on his face was swept away.

"Huh."

Luo Qi curled the corners of his mouth slightly, chuckled, and raised his head again, feeling that the gloomy sky at this time didn't seem to be so gloomy.

With a smile on his face, he turned around and returned to the camp.

It was still early, and most of the people in the camp hadn't woken up yet.

Many of the bonfires that burned around the canvas tents had not yet been extinguished.

Luo Qi walked lightly into the camp and slowly came to the bonfire where he gathered with Li Yuangang and others yesterday, only to find that Zhang Chunjun was already sitting there.

"Huh."

Luo Qi looked at Zhang Chunjun, who was sitting cross-legged on a thick cloth, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he said with a smile: "Principal, it's early." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun nodded slightly, and said to Luo Qi again: "It's Xiao Luo, did you sleep well yesterday?" ”

"Very good."

Luo Qi touched his nose and said with a smile: "It's good." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun pursed his mouth slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Xiao Luo." ”

"You rest outside every day, it's not good for your health."

"It's cold at night, and it's not safe outside."

Hearing this, Luo Qi was a little moved in her heart, and hurriedly said, "Principal, don't worry." ”

"I'm out there alone, I'm well rested, nothing will be a problem."

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed, finally not wanting to persuade again.

Luo Qi listened to Zhang Chunjun's sigh, and knew that the old man seemed to have something on his mind at this time, so he pondered for a while, and said with some puzzlement: "Principal." ”

"It's still early, why are you here alone?"

"Alas!"

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun let out another heavy sigh, then picked up a dead branch from the ground beside him, and stirred up the bonfire that had not yet been extinguished.

The old man's wrinkled face was full of sorrow and unwillingness, and his unusually dignified expression also looked a little bitter.

"Xiao Luo."

"If, everything in the future is as you say, will these people survive in the end?"

"We, can we get to Emei?"

Hearing this, the smile on Luo Qi's face narrowed slightly, and she gradually frowned.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at the bonfire that had been rekindled a little after being teased by Zhang Chun, and his eyes gradually flickered a few times.

"Headmaster, don't worry."

"There is no way to go."

"There's always a way."

Luo Qi squatted down, reached out and patted Zhang Chunjun's shoulder, and persuaded: "It's useless to worry about the sky." ”

"The future is there, and no one can find it."

"Because when you wake up and open your eyes, you see today."

"Tomorrow is always far away."

"And."

Luo Qi turned his head to look at Zhang Chunjun, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Who in the world can not die?"

"If there is no escape no matter what, what is there to fear about death?"

Luo Qi stood up and patted the dust on his pants before facing Zhang Chunjun again and said with a smile: "Principal." ”

"The world is impermanent, and troubled times are even worse."

"Not to mention, the last days like these."

"What the future holds, everyone may be different."

"But it's up to each individual to choose what kind of future he chooses."

"And that's not something we can decide."

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun pursed his lips slightly, and on his old face, there were countless vertical and horizontal lines, which were as wrinkled as bottomless ravines on the wasteland.

He turned his head, looked up at Luo Qi's side face, and said, "But." ”

"If you were there, would they have one more choice?"

"With you, will they have a different future?"