"Crunch...... Quack......"

This is a very strange place, except for the three huge gears placed in front of Liao Xiaoliu, everything you see is a white expanse.

The three rings of gears are interlocking, but only the innermost circle is rotating in the real sense, and the outer two turns of gears are like ornaments, without the slightest movement.

Even the gear that had been working seemed to stop soon. The speed of rotation is getting slower and slower, and the slightest rotation seems so hard.

"Zizi Zi ......"

There was a slight spark between the rotation of the gears, and finally only a "snap" was heard, and it was still overwhelmed and broke apart, detached from the other two gears, and fell heavily to the ground.

At the moment when the gears landed, Liao Xiaoliu's mind flooded into a large number of pictures like a tide. The back of a silver-haired man in a black robe and holding a sickle was constantly deepened, as if he wanted Liao Xiaoliu to remember his image completely.

"Liao Xiaoliu. ”

At this moment, a loud shout shocked Liao Xiaoliu to wake up. He looked up and saw a piece of chalk flying straight in the direction of his head.

Liao Xiaoliu, who had been killed by snipers several times in the combat field, saw the flying chalk, and his conditioned reflex was to flash to the right. But after thinking about it, he was dodging, and Zhuang Xiaoyan, the squad leader sitting behind him, had to suffer. In desperation, he could only quickly use his personal steps to shift his center of gravity, and at the same time reached out and grabbed the chalk from behind.

The whole set of actions was done in one go, and everyone around them was dumbfounded, unable to imagine that this road idiot still had such a hand.

It was the head teacher Jin He who threw out the chalk, he has been in school for so many years, and throwing chalk is like throwing Xiao Li's flying knife, and there is no false hair.

Seeing that Liao Xiaoliu actually cut off the chalk he had lost, he rubbed his eyes unbelievingly, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only stare at Liao Xiaoliu like other students.

Feeling the gaze from all around, Liao Xiaoliu laughed awkwardly, and sat down again with the chalk in his hand.

Jin He also came back to his senses at this time, but forgot to criticize Liao Xiaoliu for dozing off in class, and continued to talk about the rest of the lesson.

"Thank you...... Thank you!"

When most of the students' attention shifted back to Jin He, Zhuang Xiaoyan, who was sitting behind Liao Xiaoliu, shyly thanked Liao Xiaoliu.

Zhuang Xiaoyan looks average among girls, but she has the atmosphere of a girl next door, and her simple dress and makeup make people feel good unconsciously. She has good grades, is also very popular in the class, and has a shy personality, so she was unanimously elected as the class president by everyone in the class.

As for why Zhuang Xiaoyan sat behind Liao Xiaoliu, it was probably intentional by Jin He to prevent Liao Xiaoliu from running around as soon as he got out of class.

Fortunately, Zhuang Xiaoyan is not the kind of person who likes to make small reports, although he has been quietly following behind Liao Xiaoliu after class, he has never betrayed him. Many times, it was with Zhuang Xiaoyan's kind help that Liao Xiaoliu was able to return to the classroom safely.

For Zhuang Xiaoyan's gratitude, Liao Xiaoliu just waved his hand casually, he was still worried about the scene in the dream just now!

At the moment when the gear fell to the ground, Liao Xiaoliu not only saw the back of the man in the black cloak, but also saw many scenes that could be called disasters.

Liao Xiaoliu didn't know if there was a connection between these images and his ability to predict that he hadn't activated for a long time, but if these things really happened, then the entire Changhai City would be in danger.

And, in these pictures, Liao Xiaoliu also saw a familiar figure, Xiaoxue, the best friend of the little sister Liao Qiqi.

In the picture, Xiaoxue's expression is extremely painful and desperate. On her side, the ice froze the earth, the sky was blizzard, and countless humanoid ice sculptures were arbitrarily placed on the ground, presenting a picture of a hellish scene of ice and snow.

The black-robed man stood on the opposite side of Xiaoxue in the picture, the scythe behind him flashing with silver light, like a god of death ready to harvest his life. The next moment, his sickle was pointed at Xiao Xue, and the killing intent in his eyes was locked on Xiao Xue's body.

This is the end of the picture, and this is only one of the many disasters in Liao Xiaoliu's memory.

I can't understand, Liao Xiaoliu's only clue now is only Xiaoxue, he can feel that something has happened to Xiaoxue, or something is about to happen. He must hurry up and find out these things and stop the disaster from happening.

If Ning Xuanting was still there, Liao Xiaoliu would be able to ask her for help. It's a pity that since he came out of the combat realm, Ning Xuanting has never appeared as if she had evaporated from the world.

Therefore, this matter can only be solved by Liao Xiaoliu himself.

The decision was made, and Liao Xiaoliu began to make a plan. First, she secretly sent a text message to Xiaomei on her mobile phone under the desk, asking her to invite Xiaoxue to come to the house for dinner at night.

However, when Liao Xiaoliu sent a text message, he was tragically discovered by Jin He, who was standing in front of the podium. Thinking of Liao Xiaoliu's series of actions just now, Jin He did not admit defeat and raised the chalk again, and quietly threw it in the direction of Liao Xiaoliu.

This time, Jin He did not make a sound to remind Liao Xiaoliu that this kind of sneak attack is definitely not something that a teacher should do. Seeing that the chalk was about to hit Liao Xiaoliu's head, Jin He had already snickered in private, but the next moment his smile stiffened on his face.

I saw that Liao Xiaoliu didn't even raise his head, one hand was still skillfully texting, but the other hand suddenly stretched out from under the desk, and directly sandwiched the chalk in the air with two fingers.

Seeing this scene, Jin He's mouth opened widely, and the other students who reacted to look at Liao Xiaoliu also widened their eyes.

Seeing that Liao Xiaoliu was still playing with his mobile phone selflessly, as if he had never done anything, everyone was powerless to complain. Guessing that this road idiot has not come to class for more than a month, is it like before, lost in a certain mountain, met a certain hero, and was trained to have a strong muscle, but also a strong body.

If this is the case, it may be a good choice for people to feel lost once in a while.

Of course, Liao Xiaoliu will not tell everyone what he has experienced for more than a month, and even if he says it, it is estimated that no one will believe it.

With this one, until the bell rang for the end of class, Jin He didn't trouble Liao Xiaoliu again.

What no one knows is that after school, Jin He signed up for a darts club online, and it seems that he is also ready to improve his skills.