"Y-woke up?" was a familiar voice, but it had never been heard before.

On that day, Wei Heqiu seemed to have had a long dream, as if he had been asleep for centuries. When he gradually felt a little pain in his head, he heard such a voice, and the rest was only the rumbling of the wind.

"Ahh......h

"In a sense. The unfamiliar voice answered him, lazy and indifferent.

"That's not ...... yet" Wei Heqiu rolled over, struggled to get up, and found that he was surrounded by a strange world: he was lying next to a small river, and everything else was desolate. The sky was overcast and cloudy, always in the state before the rainstorm. As far as the eye can see, the wasteland is full of white coarse sand, and everywhere there is a whirlwind of sand and dust. The river was a different story, not deep, but clean, as if the sand around it had nothing to do with it. The river is babbling and flowing, as pure as a girl's heart, and you can see it at a glance. The sound of the water was squirming, as if it had lightly touched a wind chime made of silver. The sky above the river was still covered with snow, swaying and dancing with the changing wind. Not far away is a waterfall, not very high, but the white of the yarn and cotton seems to never break. It seemed to be cold in the wasteland, but it should be even colder in the river, and Wei Heqiu could see that the sharp stones in the river and the stones on the edge of the river were covered with a thin layer of ice.

Like ...... It's like a scene from a dream......

Wei Heqiu remembered at this time that he had seen similar similar scenes in his dreams, maybe it was here, but most of them were forgotten after waking up from the dream, and the feeling in the dream was far less real than at this moment.

It seemed that the owner of the voice was on the other side of the river, and Wei Heqiu could only see a gray figure with his back to him through the snow on the river.

"Who are you?" Wei Heqiu took a step forward, his mind was still a little dizzy, he didn't quite understand how he could be here. What happened before he passed out, Wei Heqiu is not very clear now, he only remembers that he was probably with his companions, and he seems to be seriously injured.

"You still don't recognize me. The man on the other side sounded a little helpless, and he also walked a few steps, opposite Wei Heqiu across the bank. Wei Heqiu took a closer look, and the person opposite seemed to be about the same height as himself, covering his whole body with a wide gray cloak, half of his face was tightly blocked by the hood, and he could only see the face below his nose. Judging from the only visible part, it seems to be a young man in his twenties, with a pale complexion and a small beard that does not seem to be diligently repaired. The most striking thing is the edge of his cloak, and if you look closely, you can see that the fabric on the hem of his coat fluttering in the wind is constantly differentiating into fine dust and dispersing, while the dust around him is constantly clinging to the hem to form new fabrics.

"That's not important, though. The man suddenly said, "I hope you haven't forgotten the important things, otherwise it would be pointless even if you got here." ”

Wei Heqiu was shocked in his heart, and for a moment remembered what had just happened, Lin Jin's hoarse shout, the dazzling flash of the spell ball, the sound of the sword blade shattering, etc., etc., all kinds of pictures before he fell to the ground stirred up a thousand waves in his mind, and made him miserable for a while. He hurriedly reached out to hold his forehead, which was breaking out in a cold sweat, and gasped for air.

"Looks like you're remembering. The man on the other side seemed to be at ease.

"Hibiscus ......" Wei He came back to his senses, "Hey! Where are they?"

"You want to save them, and now let you go back is just to give them their heads, okay?" the man on the other side laughed, waved his hand, threw a sword from under his cloak, and threw it across the river. The sword spun around in the air a few times, and the hilt of the sword was inserted not far from Wei Heqiu, "Think about it carefully, whether you can turn the tables against the wind is up to you." ”

After speaking, the man on the other side turned and left, and gradually his whole body turned into dust and dispersed, without a trace, and he did not speak again.

Wei Heqiu looked stunned, and after the man disappeared completely, his eyes focused on the sword. I pulled it out, held it in my hand, and looked down, "Huh? It's not...... When I was studying swords in Europe, did I use the one?" When he thought like this, Wei Heqiu was surprised to find that his clothes had changed, and the dirty school uniform that had been torn in the battle a second ago was now the clothes he wore when he was studying swords in Europe. He hurriedly looked up to see that the river and the wasteland had been replaced by a gymnasium where swords were learned at the time.

"Oh, kid. When Wei Heqiu was still amazed by the changes in the environment and clothing, an old man's voice came from behind him, and it was not in Chinese, "Long time no see." ”

"Master!" Wei Heqiu was surprised and delighted, and when he turned around, it was indeed the kind chubby white-bearded old man.

Then Wei Heqiu seemed to be back one afternoon in Europe, where he practiced swordsmanship under the guidance of his master.

"Master......" After a long time, Wei Heqiu opened his mouth and asked, "Thank you for teaching me the skills that let me know how to fight when I have a sword in my hand, but ...... But if I don't have a sword...... What should I do?"

"Kid, there's something you're mistaken. The master smiled slightly and said, "The sword is just a tool, what allows you to fight is your strength and courage, and it doesn't matter what you hold in your hand." ”

"I don't care what I have in my hand......" Wei Heqiu realized and fell into deep thought.

I don't know how long it took, Wei Heqiu didn't notice that the air around him had cooled, but he heard the lazy and indifferent voice again, and said, "It seems that you have enlightened?"

Only then did he find himself back beside the creek in the moor, only this time, the young man was on the same side of the river as him.

"Hmm...... But with my strength and courage alone, how can I deal with those monsters?" Wei Heqiu frowned.

"Oh?" the corners of the man's mouth lifted meaningfully, and there seemed to be an extra pride between the words, "You think I'm not strong enough?"

"Ah?!!" Wei Heqiu couldn't count how many times he was surprised today, "What do you mean?"

"Literally, I, Hail Dust, am your power!" the man gestured to himself with his right thumb.

......

At this moment, on the second floor of the teaching building, the battle seemed to be coming to an end, 1025 accidentally received a heavy blow from Qin Chuan, and he couldn't hold the knife anymore, so he could only rely on the support of the green rakshasa to stand behind and release the spell. 1024 is also embarrassed, I am afraid that it is the first time that a human has been forced into such a field. But Qin Chuan's situation is the most unoptimistic, his eyes are bleeding, his breath is trembling, his fists are already difficult to clench, and his feet are even more weightless as if they have been hollowed out, as if they will fall at any time. From his face to his feet, he was covered with all kinds of injuries, and Xue Liang's eyes began to blur, as tragic as a walking corpse.

"You...... Don't do the battle of trapped beasts anymore, you have become like this, what else can you do?" 1024 was already full of fear for Qin Chuan, and the human in front of him, both in strength and spirit, made it feel terrifying. For a moment, it even mistook it for a ghost that was confronting it.

"I ...... I...... I can still kill you!" Qin Chuan's voice had completely changed, and as soon as he raised his hand and put on a posture, he was about to attack again.

He's at his limit....... If this continues, he will die too!

Watching Qin Chuan fight step by step until now, the pain in the princess's heart became more and more intense. What she didn't want to see was happening right in front of her, and she couldn't do anything about it. She bit her lip and shed tears, and turned her head to the other side, unable to bear to look at it again.

But no one noticed that in the corner, Wei Heqiu's fingers suddenly moved......