Another universe.

"How are you feeling right now?" someone asked me at some point. Who is he? I forgot. Just remember this question. I don't remember how I answered.

Today the weather was exceptionally good, yesterday the weather was bad and I loved the weather today. Why? I just want to say that none of us know what the weather is like today and what it was like yesterday.

We are in a place where there is no sky. But you have to feel the damn cold and heat. Don't you feel angry? What? I'm used to it? How can I get used to the pain? I'm so angry every time I'm surrounded by this damn cold. What? What's the use of being angry? Is it okay to be angry, and I just care if it's useful or not!? I'm just angry!

Another universe.

Rhythm mixes the relationship between rhythm and happiness. Music carries a certain state of mind and emotion. Completely selfless and shaking. Pure simplicity.

Silence and silence hinder the meeting of the heart's emotions and the qi of the outside world, and the barrier from the big world will be depressed. Of course, the human body itself is also a universe. It can also be self-sufficient and entertaining. To achieve complete detachment. ok。 Back to the question: this is what to do.

Knock knock bang (Mix repeatedly, add again.) ）

Another universe.

Now I want to write a little bit about perception.

I'm alive. Sequence of words......

Meaning of existence......

I feel cold. I saw the wind blowing the leaves outside the door. The hue in front of you is light gray.

The sky was pale and white.

A red car flashed past me for a second or two. Maybe there are beautiful women in the car. I'm imagining what she looks like.

The wind outside was a little lighter. The wind did lighten a bit.

The leaves move beautifully. Stagger. It's like dancing.

Three elementary school students spoke in tandem and flashed through my vision. After about two o'clock and one second, the sound was gone.

The wind stopped.

Everything was quiet.

Maybe the leaves are tired of jumping.

A white car passed.

Three electric vehicles.

A woman dressed in pink.

Another universe.

"Are you alright?" Deming said softly, looking at her gently......

"You're just exerting your power on me, trying to make me disappear from this realm completely. No more threats to your life. You don't have to. I swear I won't pose any threat to you while I live! ”

"What is it about you that makes me believe in your value?" Deming stared blankly at the middle-aged man in front of him with an extremely serious expression.

"I don't want to die. The middle-aged man, who had an extremely serious expression, suddenly collapsed.

Another universe.

Attached to one thing, another to another. Entangled and incompatible.

Persistence in the awakening. Senseless.

Another universe.

It's so cold in this world.

Uh-huh. This world is so cold, it's not an illusion like a dream. It's a real feeling. I feel at the moment, plus before this moment. Oh, and sleepy, sleepy, reluctant to open your eyes and get out of your dreams. I forced my eyes to open and move, to get out of the warmth......

I'm breathing now. I need to keep getting oxygen and energy from the outside world to survive. Constantly, all the time. I'm a little tired of it.

I'm tired of it.

Another universe.

The afternoon sun is shining.

Summer. On the old basketball court of the school. There is only one person.

"I almost want to talk to you. It's good to say anything. He was half-lying on the weedy steps next to the playground, looking back at the sun and muttering to himself.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Why do you want to die? It's nice to be alive and quiet to feel the warmth with me. The muscles on his emaciated face twitched a few times, and he seemed to cry and laugh.

Another universe.

If I wasn't cold, what would I do, I have to think about it.

I want to think about why the taste of warmth is not now.

I also have to think about why the smell of warmth is now.

I'm going to rest well and think about nothing.

The warm quilt presses on the body, and the heat does not escape.

Do you want to smile and show me? I'm so happy because of you.

I warmed the bed. The quilt warmed me.

Another universe.

"They're not everywhere! On the water, there are no them! We have to go out on the water!"

"What we can't do, we can't do it! My Senior Brother Ye Tang was eaten by this gray water just now! At least we stayed here, and they haven't been found yet. ”

A young woman in a yellow dress and pink trousers spoke in a trembling tone, and her face was whined with tears. I was already in a state of extreme fear.

"We can. How not. Deming said without any worries. The woman next to him was unhappy by his indifferent attitude.

Everyone in the audience was in a hurry to die, and he still looked like an idiot who didn't care. Most of them gave a look of displeasure.

Seeing that everyone seemed to be blowing through his words like a breeze, without any waves, Dai Ming smiled bitterly in his heart. But then relieved, it doesn't matter something. What should be done, it will be how it is, and it is useless to win anyone's recognition. If you stay here, you will be bitten to death by all kinds of strange monsters, and the only way out is on the water.

This island is not only forbidden to the sky, but this gray water also has a strange power, and people immediately fall into it as soon as they step on it, without a sound, and life and death are unknown. Before, more than a dozen people rushed to the water and were covered in gray water instantly, life and death were unknown, so everyone would be so restless.

Deming leaned over and shouted, "Vine Technique!" Several small arm-thick vines suddenly shot out from him, they were entangled with each other, and a vine raft was created in an instant. Then Deming pulled the dark green rattan raft on the gray water, and then looked at the gray water under the rattan raft. One foot stepped on.

Seeing that Deming was not sucked into it by the gray water, all of a sudden, the expressions of everyone in the audience suddenly changed, and their thoughts changed. It's not that I admire Deming's seemingly brave move. The woman who sneered at Deming just now changed her complexion, and the female cultivator on the side who was pulling on the side immediately walked towards the other wood-based Xuan Xiu......

Then, all the wood-based Xuanxiu made rafts and other floating tools like Deming, while the Xuanxiu of other attributes shared a raft with those wood-attribute Xuanxiu, and they were all right. As soon as Deming stepped onto the rattan raft, he immediately sat down cross-legged, as if he was recovering his mystical energy. But everyone understands that there is no Xuan Qi to absorb here.

And there were two other people on the rattan raft where Deming was located, one named Xiaoqiang and the other mortal named Chen Fangyuan......

Another universe.

Deming smiled.

"Let go of her. ”

The good-looking man smiled too. He turned his head to look at Deming with a disdainful expression.

"You dare to care?"

Deming smiled and looked down at his hands. A wave of anger erupted from the heart. Didn't speak. Raise your hair and look at him, your eyes murderous.

Zhang Ji was stunned. A chill was felt coming from the boy. He shook his shoulders, as if he was trembling from the bottom of his heart. Then he sneered, and his face showed cruelty. Carrying a bright big knife, he walked towards Deming.

Wan Ying also looked at Deming in a daze...... The big eyes are complex and incomprehensible.

"Please, which is the antidote here. I beg you. ”

Guo Wenjing knelt in front of the hanging Deming, spread out a pile of medicine jars, and shed tears and sorrow.

Deming was indifferent, staring coldly at the man who whipped him in front of him, and the woman who was begging in front of him......

Deming suddenly laughed. A fierce pain seemed to burst out from the depths of the soul and pulled itself into the bottomless abyss......

"Which is the antidote? If you don't say yes, I'll let you say it!"

Deng Cheng shouted impatiently and angrily.

"Bang! bang!"

Dozens of lashes were slammed on Deming's body, and a large piece of meat was whipped away by this middle-grade Xuanbao, revealing a piece of white bone.

Deming snorted.

Deng Cheng kicked Deming in the crotch again, and slapped Deming hard.

Under such torture, this man actually kept silent, even if he killed people like hemp. Deng Cheng also had a strange feeling in his heart. He stared at Deming with a somewhat complicated expression. The whip in his hand didn't know if it should fall again.

Guo Wenjing's wails still filled the small room......

The burning pain on his face could no longer make Deming frown. The heart has fallen into the abyss. A bottomless, lightless abyss. She pleaded for him, and her expression flashed through her mind.

She, and him...... Hehe......

All along, it's just your own wishful thinking, self-inflicted......

"He's going to die! What are you doing!?"

Guo Xiao's anxious shouts came.

"Smack!"

Deng Cheng whipped Deming fiercely.