What Luo Jun didn't know was that under a charred tree, a middle-aged woman was holding a corpse whose face she couldn't see clearly and crying. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info If Luo Jun saw this woman, he would definitely cry out in surprise, that woman turned out to be Luo Jun's mother.

And the crisis will also quietly befall Luo Jun.

Luo Jun snuffed out his cigarette, he wondered if he was too stuffy lately, why don't you go out for a walk?

"It's just exercise, I haven't been out for a long time, let's go outside and have a look. ”

Just do it, Luo Jun put on a blue T-shirt and black jeans. In the mirror, he looked at a handsome young man.

The black pupils as bright and dazzling as obsidian, flashing the vicissitudes that should not be there at his age, hiding pain and sadness under the seemingly calm eye waves, with a handsome face that is upright and strong, as if carved and deep, it is even more imposing, making people unable to extricate themselves at a glance; his dark and deep eyes, glowing with charming luster; his thick eyebrows, high nose, and beautiful lips are all showing the youth of this young man. His face was sickly pale, and there was nothing serious about his body, but it was caused by less exercise over the years.

Luo Junchang is actually not bad, on the contrary, he has always been a handsome guy since he was a child, and there are many girls who have a crush on him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been confessed by the little Nanzi.

Thinking of Xiaoxiao, his chest hurt, as if he was being pinched hard. It was a pain that he will never forget.

Luo Jun walked leisurely on the street, the lights on the side of the road were dazzling, and when he looked back, there were thousands of lights. Just as he wanted to go to the lively flow of people, a gust of wind blew and raised a burst of sand, strange to say, the hot early summer wind actually blew Luo Jun to the bone. The sand and stone blew so that Luo Junzhen couldn't open his eyes.

"What's the matter with the weather, it's still so hot in the morning, and at night, the wind blows me goosebumps. Hey, it's a little cold. Luo Jun squinted, rubbed the sand in his eyes with his hand, and complained.

The next moment, something strange happened.

Suddenly, the noise suddenly disappeared. The originally bustling shops also became quiet, as if the crowd had suddenly disappeared, which looked particularly weird.

Luo Jun's eyes widened, "This, how is this possible, there were so many people just now, what's wrong with me? Luo Jun thought in fear.

It's no wonder that Luo Jun thinks so, the person who was just right suddenly disappeared, and everyone will stand up a cold hair.

However, this has nothing to do with ghosts hitting the wall, the so-called ghost hitting the wall, that is, when walking at night or in the suburbs, I can't tell the direction, my self-perception is blurred, and I don't know where to go, so I always spin in place.

Obviously, what Luo Jun encountered was even more terrifying.

What made Luo Jun even more frightened was that he couldn't control his body anymore. Like a soul lodged in a strange body, Luo Jun could not command his own physical body.

Luo Jun looked at "himself", walking fast and slowly, step by step, like the walking of a zombie. "He" came to a dilapidated park and stood under a tree, a tree that Luo Jun was both familiar and unfamiliar with.

He said that he was strange because he had never been to this place, he had never seen this tree, and he said that he was familiar because this tree was actually the place where "he" was chopped to death!

That's right! That's the tree he dreamed of being chopped to death in the last few days. He clearly remembered that there were three round holes in the shape of a character in the tree, and he didn't know which naughty child dug the small hole, and he deliberately complained silently for a while while while dreaming.

No, am I going to be hacked to death? cough, cough. I really think too much, where did the thunder come from, there was no rain, but he knew that "he" died on the night of the thunderstorm, and he was chopped to death holding a tree. Luo Jun breathed a sigh of relief. Before I had time to rejoice, suddenly there was an unforeseen storm and a strong wind.

"No, you're coming. Eh, don't hug it, brother. That's my body, I don't like hugging trees, clothes I just washed yesterday...... At least you wait for the thunder to finish before you hug it!" Luo Jun watched the sky gradually become gloomy, and "himself" suddenly hugged the tree, with a posture that God you can't kill me, he wanted to cry without tears.

Who said that fairy tales are all lies, I feel that my dreams are quite real.

The dark clouds in the sky were pressing, the leaves on the trees were swaying wildly, and the flowers and trees on the ground were shaking. Suddenly, it was pouring rain.

The rain soaked "Luo Jun"'s whole body along the trunk of the tree, and his whole body was wet.

The whole sky was filled with the sound of thunder, which shook people's ears numb, and the jagged electric light crashed into the sky from time to time and hit the mountain peaks.

Luo Jun thought to himself, this is over, the nightmare has come true, I am really going to be hacked to death by thunder.

"Oh my God, come on, kill me, haha! Anyway, I'm alive like a walking corpse, so you might as well take me in!" Luo Jun seemed to think of something, and a shackle was suddenly broken in his heart, and he roared without any scruples.

But because he can't control his body, God probably can't hear this roar.

God can't hear it, but I'm afraid that his shout will be heard by Lei Gong, no, a bucket-thick lightning "Ku Cha" is about to split towards the big tree where Luo Jun is.

I only heard a "coax", and the sky was full of fire.

"Huh, why didn't I die? Luo Jun looked at the sky suspiciously, and he saw a shipping passenger plane falling with flames. It turned out that the thunder that should have hit him was blocked by "it".

After this thunderbolt was struck, the sky that was still dark and oppressive at the last moment suddenly dispersed, the blue sky and white clouds, and the scorching sun were on Luo Jun's head, as if the thunderstorm had never appeared. But the wet pavement let Luo Jun know that those were not dreams just now, they were real.

Luo Jun's tense whole body relaxed, and he knew that he had survived. It was a near-chance to survive, because his sixth sense told him that if it hadn't been for that plane, it would have been him who would have died.

Luo Jun was able to control his body again, he was just about to open his mouth to say something, when he suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and the whole person spun around and fell to the ground.

"Pit!" was Luo Jun's only thought before he fell unconscious.

The hustle and bustle of the dust turned into nothingness in an instant, and after a period of darkness, the dawn in my heart bloomed.

Luo Jun looked confused, left those unknown phantoms, and slowly got up.

"Isn't this my room?" Luo Jun said suspiciously

Luo Jun saw himself lying on the familiar bed, and he was hesitant. Could it be that I was dreaming again just now? No, how can dreams be so real? Moreover, I was not killed by lightning. All of this shrouded Luo Jun like a fog.

But when Luo Jun saw the scene outside the window, his already big eyes seemed to be protruding.

"This isn't the earth, right?" Luo Jun said in a hesitant but firm tone.