In my dream, I seemed to see the door again, the incomparably huge bronze door. The door was in the depths of the clouds, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at An Zheng inside the door, and the look in those eyes was very complicated, with dissatisfaction and expectation.

There seemed to be a burst of silk and bamboo sounds inside the door, and the music was so beautiful that people felt that their souls were purified. An Zheng even thought that if he could enter behind that door, it might be a wider world, and that was his home.

Vaguely, he saw himself, and he was still called Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng stood behind him, also looking at the door.

"I've already handed it over to you, why haven't you gone in yet?"

"Shall I go in?"

"Yes, that's our fate, that's where you and I should be. The outside of the door is a small world, and the inside of the door is the big world. I said, I'll leave it to you, and you promised me, why are you still outside?"

"I can't get in. ”

An Zheng replied, and then woke up suddenly.

He found that he was no longer on the island of bone meal, and that there was nothing around him. It seems that I have returned to the time when I just entered the turbulent space, and there was a pain in my head, as if the crystal hall of Song Mouyuan had just exploded not long ago, so that even the secret realm exploded, tearing the space, and I was caught in this turbulent space for nowhere.

What about Da Qi?

What about the island of bone meal?

Could it all be a dream just now? An Zheng wanted to raise his hand and rub his head, trying to remember whether it was a dream or a real thing. Looking at the current situation, it seems that it is really just a dream, but he remembers every word Da Qi said clearly.

But at the moment when An Zheng just wanted to raise his hand, he suddenly reacted, this is a turbulent space, and a slight movement of his own casual may lead to the appearance of turbulence. Once you are involved, then the gods can't save yourself. Will there still be an island of bone meal? Will you see Daqi again?

An Zheng didn't believe in himself more and more, and his memory seemed to become blurry, whether what he had just experienced was really experienced or just a dream. I saw that door again, I saw myself in my previous life again, I was a little resentful, and asked myself why I didn't go in yet.

But what the fuck is behind that door?

An Zheng suddenly felt some itching at his ankle, it was a small ant. A lucky ant, the ant was originally in the secret realm of training. At the moment of the explosion, he happened to fall on An Zheng's clothes and survived. Unfortunately, it followed An to this turbulent space, and no one knew when it would be crushed.

Well?

It's all like going through.

The ant crawled to An Zheng's ankle, which made An Zheng feel a little itchy, but An Zheng didn't dare to scratch it or move, because he knew the horror of the turbulent power. He'd already experienced it once before, and he didn't want to go through it again..... Experienced it once?

An Zheng was stunned, as if he ...... Back to square one?

The ants still cause fluctuations in space, and the turbulent space is like a large river, composed of countless tiny straight lines, each of which may be only one thousandth the size of a hair or even thinner. Therefore, the slightest movement will change the trajectory of the straight line, as long as a straight line fluctuates, it will affect all the surrounding straight lines, and eventually form turbulence.

Even if it's just a little bit of hair.

The turbulence appeared, and An Zheng's brow furrowed. He made almost the same choice as before, instantly summoning the eightfold black weight, and his body began to fall rapidly under the gravity of the black weight. And at the same time, I felt that the spatial turbulence had reached my back, Ann

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