The surroundings were hazy, with a thick layer of paleness, which seemed to be visible, but it was impossible to recognise. Mo Chen didn't know if he was in a dream or in reality, he wanted to call the Golden Retriever, but he found that the voice shouted from his throat was so low that he couldn't even hear it, and he struggled for a long time without results, his brain was very messy, so chaotic that he didn't have a trace of memory, and he moaned a few times weakly, and seemed to fall asleep again.

The sun was dazzling, and his face was burning hot, and the meridians were as drowsy as all the water had evaporated, and his whole body was weak. Mo Chen, who opened his eyes, habitually blocked the scorching sun with his hand, and squinted his eyebrows for a while before he rolled his eyes with difficulty and began to pay attention to the surrounding situation.

The wind was very strong, except for the sky and his hair blowing, he couldn't see anything, he wanted to turn over, only to find that his whole body was sore and numb, he forcibly bent down a few times, and supported a little body with his hands, but he couldn't move anymore, it was so painful that he couldn't feel anything other than stool in his whole body.

Hissing and inhaling the cold air, Mochen found that his lips couldn't move. What's going on, have I been looking at it for a long time?

Mo Chen didn't understand, so he could only endure to let his body slowly regain consciousness, propping up his body and turning his eyes to sweep around, the first thing he saw was the golden retriever, at this time he was sitting cross-legged on the head of the Gripen beast and looking ahead, obviously not noticing his current intentions, and wanted to scream, his cheeks were so numb that he couldn't move, let alone speak, Mo Chen had to give up.

After taking a few breaths of cold air, he could barely move his eyes flexibly, and then he realized that he was on the Gripen, and some forest canopies appeared around him from time to time, and the wind brought up between the movements showed that the Gripper was flying at this time, and it was flying very low.

Could it really be a dream just now? Mo Chen's difficult face showed deep doubts, but he found that as long as he thought about something, his brain would tear apart, and it was estimated that even his brain was numb, so Mo Chen simply calmed down and didn't think about it.

With the golden retriever in him for the time being, he understood his situation, Mo Chen retracted his gaze, and looked at his body as he was regaining consciousness at a rapid pace, but various pictures of relatives began to appear in his fixed eyes.

The thoughts in his heart were also uncontrollably circling, and he seemed to remember that he had just been in a pale space, as if he was asleep, could it be a dream? But those memories were quite fragmentary, making it difficult for him to form a complete thing. The picture flashed, and Mo Chen felt that his mind was very chaotic, and he was even more frightened.

Fear, both unknown and curious, can only strive to remember.

A picture flashed in his mind, Mo Chen's lips trembled, and his barely supported body almost fell, the cold sweat on his head instantly came down, but his thoughts were awakened, uncontrollably surging like a tide, and the huge cold look in the sky was like looking at him naked.

This feeling was too real, and as his memory flashed, it was like the familiar coercion on his body that happened yesterday, and the coldness made his body tremble even more. Mo Chen kept telling himself in his heart that it was just a dream, even if it was real, it was just a dream, and there was no need to panic. But finding that this kind of mental suggestion had no effect on Ben, he hurriedly put the Tianding Decision into operation in a panic.

Vitality is the source of the martial artist's confidence.

Mo Chen's body moved very much, and the golden retriever who was sitting in front of him fluttered for a moment, and his vigilant expression quickly turned around, and his round eyes fell on Mo Chen's propped up, and he was stunned for a while before he jumped up and shouted, "Ah...... Brother Mochen, you're awake, thank God, I'm really anxious to kill my golden retriever, if you have something three long and two short, the boss will cook me very much. Oh, come on, come on, I'll help you......"

The big mouth kept talking, and the golden retriever jumped to Mo Chen, seeing the joy on his face as if he saw the manifestation of the true god, Mo Chen's originally nervous and flustered mood calmed down a lot.

Anyway, this time there is a golden retriever by his side, no matter how terrifying the giant eyes of the sky are, he can be regarded as having a support. As if hinting in his heart, the changes on Mo Chen's face also fell into the eyes of the golden retriever, and when he saw him smile on his broad face, he said worriedly, "Brother Mo Chen, don't put on this look anymore, it will scare my golden retriever, it's rare that my sincerity was induced by heaven to wake you up, if I faint, it won't be good for you......"

Seeing that Mo Chen's face softened, he continued, "Hey, that's right, you see how handsome this relaxed look is, I don't know how to charm the young ladies and girls of several cities."

Mo Chen's expression that had just relaxed listened to his words, he couldn't help but want to laugh, his mouth twitched, but the pain was like a nail piercing his brain, and the pain instantly made his face twitch, causing Lian Suo to react, and his whole body was uncontrollable soreness, it was really worse than death.

The golden retriever saw that Mo Chen's face suddenly turned into a twist, and the cold air was constantly sucked in and out, just like when he was forced (raped), he was in pain, but he couldn't scream when he covered his mouth. Curiosity and worry coexist, I don't understand what is going on with Mochen, but this is obviously not a good thing, but don't go back into a coma and can't wake up, this is very scary without warning.

What's more, the situation they are in now is not good, and with the things that Mo Chen can't figure out, the golden retriever has a big head for a while, and he grabs Mo Chen's shoulder and shakes it. "Brother Mochen, don't fall asleep anymore, count me golden retriever afraid of you, okay, I'll take care of you for the next drink......"

Spit out all kinds of nonsense in his mouth, the golden retriever shook Mo Chen's not sturdy body with waves, Mo Chen rolled his eyes, trying to stop his mouth and couldn't open it in pain, screaming reluctantly, and his heart said that the public book was not painful to death, but also to be shaken to death by him.

When the golden retriever heard Mo Chen's scream, he quickly stopped what he was doing to check if Mo Chen was awake, but when he saw his eyes turned white like a dead fish, he was suddenly startled, and thought that Mo Chen really had something wrong again, and his wide palm was pressed on his heart, looking serious, obviously looking at whether Mo Chen was dead or not.

"There is a heartbeat...... "There is a heartbeat" The golden retriever grunted, and the fright on his face was relieved, only to see that he just wanted to withdraw his hand, but he frowned and said, "How can there still be a feeling of electricity, could it be that Brother Mochen is still a thunder-type qi refining martial artist, but I remember that he is from the fire system?"

With a frown on his face, as if his brain was about to run out, the golden retriever took a few breaths before muttering again, "Could it be that he has been numb from sleeping for too long......?" Possibly, or where would the electricity come from?"

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