Lu Ziming didn't want to stay in the enclosed space for a second now, the endless loneliness and loneliness, accompanied by the endless emptiness, was not only destroying his body, but also consuming his will.

People without hope will despair, people without a future will be crazy, people without tomorrow will be afraid, he has always thought that he is already strong, has experienced countless setbacks, tasted the sorrow and warmth of the world, but these are not worth mentioning compared to the present.

He has been wandering in despair many times, and perhaps in the next minute, the next second, his spirit will collapse, his body will be torn apart by emptiness, he will lose his mind, and he will do things that he himself could not even think of.

No one wants to die, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will not choose death, death is the last helpless choice, at the end of life, the remembrance of the world will be like a candle that burns out the oil.

Death is not a painful decision for those who are desperate, but a very difficult choice for those who are trying to survive from despair.

When despair came, he raised the dagger in his hand to his chest, and with a little force, the sharp dagger would pierce the heart. But he didn't stab into it, he was no longer afraid of death, and even hoped that the shadow of death would come, and that living was the greatest pain.

"Live, only by living can there be hope!"

There was always a voice in his ears that echoed when he lost his courage, and he even felt that it was the voice from heaven, the call from the depths of his heart, it was like a mother's kind eyes staring at him, pulling him back in despair again and again.

He has found countless reasons for himself to live, the world is very big, he has not really seen the world, life is very wonderful, life should not wither at the beginning, he has not fulfilled the expectations of his parents, and he is even sorry for the body that his parents gave him, and he has not continued the blood of his parents .......

Colorful fruits and colorful fish have already eaten like chewing wax, he thought about going on a hunger strike, but when his parents' eager eyes appeared in his mind, he flinched, "Live, no matter how difficult it is, you have to live!"

Although the sword qi can break the mirror, but after breaking the mirror, can he get out of the enclosed space? He doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, this is the only thing he can live now...... Supporting his reasons for living. He told himself over and over again in his heart that he would definitely get out of the predicament after breaking the mirror, and he would definitely .......

No ifs!

Breaking the mirror requires energy support, and the energy comes from the realm wall with weak energy, even if it eats the energy of the realm wall without sleep every day, it will take at least 3 months, and if you want to restore the energy in the body, it will take at least half a year. He didn't grasp that he could break through all the realm walls with 3 months of energy reserves, and at the same time, after breaking the realm walls, it was also not good if he didn't have energy reserves in his body, and he didn't know what he would encounter after going out of the enclosed space, so he didn't dare to bet again.

The cautious personality he has cultivated over the years has never dared him to bet on things he is not sure of, he doesn't like to gamble, but now he has no choice. Since there is no choice, in fact, it is a choice, some people say that life is a non-stop choice, and some people say that life is a big gamble, betting to win the scenery is infinitely better, and gambling to lose and start all over again.

Maybe there is no looking back!

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Under the dark and dreary sky, the endless prairie is endless, and a slowly flowing river divides the green grassland into two halves like a ribbon, meandering eastward into the sea.

On a hill that is not high, three huge wild wolves roared and called for their companions, a bright lightning streaked across the dark night sky, rumbling thunder stirred in the wilderness, and dark clouds as black as ink rolled and poured down, overwhelming the city like clouds, and a storm was about to come.

There was a dangerous smell in the air, and at the foot of the hills, the occasional neighing of horses could be heard, and with the night breeze drifting in there, there was a faint hint of blood.

A figure wrapped in a gray-white robe rode on the back of a huge horse, moving at high speed, suddenly stopped and looked back, and the three black figures on the hill behind him found delicious food and rushed down the hill in unison.

The figure on the horse didn't seem to be panicked, but vaguely longed, waving a snowy saber in his hand, as if he was shouting something, and the eyes of the three black shadows were firmly attracted to him.

The figure didn't seem to have a choice, let alone hesitate, urging the horses under his crotch to rush straight towards the three black shadows.

"Whew!"

A terrible wolf howl seemed to call out to its companions, and the echoes of other wild wolves could be faintly heard in the distance, and those who listened in the dark were terrified.

In order to attract the attention of the head wolf, the figure did not hesitate to stop, and swung the saber in his hand again and again to slash at the wolf. However, the leading wolf seemed to know the purpose of the figure, and did not entangle with the figure, and the three wild wolves sometimes gathered and sometimes separated, and pounced on the figure from all directions.

The figure was bubbling with blood on his chest, and a claw mark on his shoulder tore through the flesh, revealing Bai Sensen's shoulder blades, and his back was even more claw-scarred, like a bloody man riding on horseback.

The blood that ticked from the figure stained the horse's back red, dripping on the turquoise grass, arousing the wolf's ferocious nature, revealing its sharp fangs, and its green wolf eyes gleaming.

The figure and the three wild wolves didn't seem to have the intention of giving up, and after more than an hour of chasing, both sides exhausted their last bodies, however, it was obvious that the wild wolves had more of an advantage, as long as they held on for a while, and when the figure ran out of blood, a delicious human meat feast was in front of them.

It seems that the figure who knows his situation has no intention of escaping, but only leads the wolf deeper into the grassland again and again, as if it is the safest place.

The wild wolf is not in a hurry to launch a final attack on the human figure, as if he is appreciating the last struggle of the prey in his hand, using a cat-and-mouse method to consume the prey that is about to arrive little by little.

A wild wolf silently detoured to the side of the figure, and suddenly jumped up from the side of the figure, and its claws glowing with cold light quickly slashed across the figure's chest, leaving a one-foot-long claw mark.

The figure swayed on the horse's back, and the saber in his hand slashed through the air in a graceful arc and landed on the wolf's back.

The wolf rolled in the air, fell heavily on the grass, rolled on the ground a few times, staggered and stood up again, and opened its long wolf mouth at the figure, revealing rows of sharp animal teeth.

At this time, the head wolf also attacked from behind the figure, jumped onto the horse's back, and pressed his furry front paws on the figure's shoulders, opening his bloody mouth and biting down on the back of the figure's neck.