Bello was a little sober at this point. The few hits just now were very short. The incident happened suddenly, and the movement was rapid, which greatly consumed the calories in his body. Even so, he had the urge to tear his body apart and let the heat escape.

When he saw the sheriff appear, he couldn't help but hiss, "Water, give me water, I'm hot!"

"Well, what's the matter!" the sheriff looked at Bello carefully, and saw that his face was flushed and staggered like drunkenness. I couldn't help but step forward and touch Bello's forehead with the back of my hand. The heat on the boy's forehead startled him, and the temperature on the child's forehead was simply hot.

The sheriff had a good heart, and he didn't care about any street fights at the moment, so he dragged Bello and ran away. The sheriff looked chubby, with short legs and little strength, barely able to move with Bello in tow. After dragging for more than ten minutes, he came to a small river.

Needless to say, sometimes the human brain circuit is quite strange. For example, when I have a fever, what should I do? Apply ice, hot water, or cold water?

Of course not, the correct way of thinking should be to go to the doctor! The so-called application of ice, warm water, and cold water are all evil ways, and only people with strange brain circuits do it.

The brain circuit of the little sheriff belongs to Qingqi's ranks, and when he saw the feverish Bello, it is estimated that his mind did not even turn, and he directly thought of using water to cool down.

Belparo is an impact plain area, where the water system is quite abundant. The creek is a less stable river, sometimes with more water and sometimes less. Fortunately, it just rained yesterday, and the river is relatively large, and the sound of "whooshing" water can be heard from afar.

At this time, Bello was about to faint, and when he heard the sound of water and felt the coolness of the water, his natural reaction was to rush into the water. The little sheriff didn't stop him, and dragged Bello all the way over, and by this time he was already sore, and just wanted to sit down and rest. Seeing Bello plunge into the shallow water, he didn't bother to care, he just found a clean stone next to him, sat on it, and didn't want to move.

He had to stay here, and since he had brought people here, he had to be responsible for watching, and he couldn't let anyone have an accident. With Bello's current situation, it is not unusual to drown and choke. He'd have to look at it.

Bello fell into the water, a bit like a red-hot wire quenching, but it didn't make a "clang" sound like the wire. Like the wire, the surface is very hot, and like the wire, it is red and hot, and like the wire, it will emit steaming heat when it enters the water.

The place where he first entered the water was a little shallow, and the whole person had to lie in it to be able to submerge his body. The sheriff watched as he watched the steaming Bello crawl into the deep water, sat on the stone and took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, took out a match and lit a cigarette, and took a beautiful puff, and the fat sheriff with a black file hummed a little song.

Beloge's confusion, acting entirely on instinct, was at first in shallow water, but slowly moved himself to waist-deep water, and sat down in a place where the current was flat, and the river was just submerged to his neck.

The method of removing heat with a stream of water is called water cooling. It has been a very effective method since ancient times, and it is faster, more effective, and denser than water cooling for natural air dissipation. Of course, the premise is that the water should flow and take away the excess heat, so that the temperature difference between the water and the heat source can be maintained.

Bello's body heat production gradually balances with the heat carried away by the water. His whole person entered a very mysterious state of sleep.

In this state, Bello found himself actually entering the dream again, in which he did not feel the influence of the outside world and was very conscious.

He was still lying on the bed, and the scene around him was still his dilapidated hut, and to his great surprise, there was an extra figure in the dream. This man officially attacked his own mask killer. Dressed in a gray robe and wearing a strange mask on his face, this man was at his door, next to the mask. The sudden appearance of this figure made Belo think that he had been cursed again, and actually came to hunt him down in his dream.

After a long pause, I realized that this was not the case, and the masked killer stood in the doorway, motionless, like a wooden man.

What kind of performance art are you COS?Bello cautiously looked at the figure at the door.

He took two curious steps in the direction of the figure, and a fluorescent light flew out of the figure's hand. Bello's eyes suddenly darkened, his throat ached, and he returned to his bed, judging from the feeling just now, he was killed.

It seems that this bed is his birthplace, and the resurrection is here. Bello smiled bitterly and comforted himself, at this time, there was no interference from burning all over his body, he had thought clearly about what was happening to him.

The horned fish is probably problematic. The heat of turning around must have been caused by drinking fish soup. As a foodie, creatures with unknown circumstances still can't eat, especially in this strange world, there seem to be so many strange things, and it's dangerous to eat so indiscriminately.

But this time it was a blessing in disguise, if he hadn't been delirious and instinctively relied on his "keen intuition" to avoid the killer's tricks, Bello didn't feel like he was alive now.

While thinking, Bello approached the figure of the Mask Killer again, and when he was less than two meters close to the other party, there was a soft "hula" sound, and then the world spun, and Belo saw with his own eyes that he had been decapitated by the Mask Killer's ghost claw scythe. It was dark, and he went back to bed again.

Is this an unlimited archive?

Bello narrowed his eyes, he was now somewhat glad how lucky he was to survive today. The opponent's skills far exceeded his current level. In the dream world, he didn't even have time to react before he was finished.

Remembering the information leaked by the Mask Killer, the other party seems to know some information better than himself. Judging from the words revealed by the other party, it seems that his parents and Otto both belong to an organization called the Revolutionary Army.

His parents died of the plague, and it seems that some cats are tired of it. Could it be that his parents and Uncle Otto belong to the underground party and are revolutionary?

Bello didn't think of his guess, but he guessed eight or nine. At present, the revolutionary army is a small organization that is harmless to people and animals, but it is an advanced organization with an organization, a program, and a real system, unlike some old organizations that rely on interests and the personality and charm of their leaders to form groups.

Bello's parents were members of this revolutionary army, people always have to die, but the meaning of death is different, some people pursue a lifetime of pleasure in the world, all for the sake of enjoying service, while some people want to make themselves a useful person, for the world, for future generations to leave something.

The latter belongs to putting ideals above real life, and Bello's parents and Otto are such people. What they hope is that they can be commoners like themselves, and their descendants can study and play together with the children of the nobility, and live together in a world where there is no longer discrimination and prejudice.

Such a person is very pure and not worthy of admiration.

Bello didn't know these things for the time being, and he began to exercise in his dream space according to his own train of thought. The contents of the booklet of Red Moon Swordsmanship have only been read twice, and he has already memorized the swordsmanship in it. It was the only thing he was exposed to that would make him stronger.

Cursed by the beast and narrowly escaped at the hands of the killer, Bello begins to recognize the dangers of this world. He is a direct descendant of the revolutionary army, and even if he does nothing, there must be danger in the future. And Bello himself didn't want to live like this. Since I have inherited this body, I know that there is a conspiracy for the death of my so-called parents. Belo wants to find out the cause of his parents' deaths, revenge and grievances, which can be regarded as an explanation of this body. He had a hunch that his life might not be peaceful in the future.

The development of the Red Moon Sword Technique is an extremely effective sword technique, and Belo did not hesitate, and directly began to exercise the Red Moon Sword Technique from beginning to end in the dream realm.

Some of these postures felt incorrect, and Bello followed his instincts and corrected them according to a train of thought that felt appropriate.

Bello thought that he might be able to prepare some potions according to the recipe behind the Red Moon Sword. This is something that needs money, and at the moment he has no money, so this matter can only be put on the back burner. What he didn't know was that he was now a person who had awakened his spiritual powers, and he didn't need to take potions at all.

By the time Bello woke up from his dream, it was already dusk. The river is still flowing. Songworms in the grass on the shore chirp. Together, the sound of the many insects is comparable to the sound of the river flowing.

Bello got up, his body was still hot at this time, and when the wind blew after he got up, his skin felt unusually cold. On the shore a few paces away from him, a stocky figure walked anxiously back and forth, a little red light flickering as he walked. The figure was the sheriff, smoking a cigarette back and forth. Seeing Bello get up from the water, he was relieved.

Bello looked around, and saw that the short and fat sheriff had both trouser legs rolled up, and his right hand was rolled up his sleeve, and his shoes were not worn, and he didn't know where he was still there. I think of myself in a dream and faintly feel that someone is touching my body. I think this sheriff was afraid that something would happen to him, so he went into the water from time to time to touch his body temperature. Thinking of this, I can't help but be moved.

"Brother, I'm fine, thank you! If it weren't for you today, I would have died, you are really kind to me!" Bello thanked as he walked to the shore. There are some things that people don't help you, it's their duty, and it's their love to help you.

"What are you talking about! Folks, I can't see if I die?" The black and fat sheriff looked very obscene, but his speech was very warm, I don't know where this guy learned it, he always said "you" as "nai", which is very distinctive. "Gang is a gang, you have to go with me, fight in the streets, when we are sheriffs, are muddy?" Humpty Dumpty Sheriff waved his hand, "Let's go! Go to the house first to change your clothes, don't catch a cold." Go back and go to the bureau with me to sign a name, and fight against the street control equipment today, but you have to squat for two days before coming out!"

What can you say to someone who has just saved his life? Bello smiled bitterly and accepted the sheriff's arrangement, and obediently led the way home, while the sheriff put on his shoes, pulled down his trouser legs, and followed Bello.