The huge Rubik's Cube is like a gear that propels the world, slowly turning in the darkness, and a little light flows on it, magnificent and grandiose.

Xiao Tuanzi struggled to get up, but was soon crushed into a piece of cake by an invisible force, and the 018 player system couldn't help but start to think about the world consciousness for itself.

But does the world consciousness think that this will be able to suppress it!

"Hmph╯^╰"

Xiao Tuanzi whispered twice, and began to kick the ground very unconvinced, showing his claws with his little short hands, pulling the ground and slowly crawling towards the huge Rubik's Cube.

I don't know how long it took, the chubby black paw touched the corner of the Rubik's Cube touching the ground, the Rubik's Cube let out an invisible buzz, and the little ball paused, and then turned on his signal docker.

"Didi ......"

"Ding-Unknown signal detected to request connection, is it docked?"

"Ding-signal docking...... Please do not leave this space!".

The man's curled long eyelashes trembled, his deep purple eyes showed no emotion, and his face was a little pale, which was a tacit acquiescence to her question. Feng Xiaoling felt guilty, and originally wanted to make him comfortable, but his movements were disorderly, and his suppressed hoarse voice was suddenly dyed with choked colors.

The throne is not spacious for two people, and Feng Xiaoling's skills are sparse, and they simply torture each other.

Zero One's hand rested on the edge of the throne, and the purple electric light gathered and dispersed, and it was possible to mobilize the origin thunder and lightning before, but after eating the polluted origin block, it was now difficult to even gather ordinary thunder and lightning.

Without aura, he raised his hand to push Feng Xiaoling, but those gray mist protected her, and when he raised his hand, he turned into a chain to tie him, and his white wrist rose and fell, as if he was flirting/flirting. Feeling the wanton encroachment of Feng Xiaoling, he clung to the edge of the throne.

Ruyu's hand endured until the blue blood vessels burst out, and faintly, Feng Xiaoling's hateful mosaic face became clearer, revealing the supple eyebrows and eyes that belonged to the girl's family.

He gritted his teeth, "Is that enough?"

In a quiet place, the thunder spirit qi turned into a pool of silver snake surging water. The cloth is sitting in the water, but the clothes are not wet, and the pure thunder origin wisps interact with him.

There are light purple lotus flowers blooming on the water surface of the thunder pool, the lotus flowers are not like ordinary things, and if you look closely, you can find that this is just another kind of electric flower composed of thunder aura, they are shining with dreamy soft light in this thunder pool, like stars dotted around the heavenly path like a cold moon.

The cold moon closed his eyes, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, Bu Zhizheng was concentrating on guiding the origin energy to repair his body, but he felt that his Dao heart was heating up, he didn't find the reason, he just used the source energy to suppress the temperature, but after a while of cooling, it became even hotter, and even became hot, burning his consciousness.

Buzhi's pale purple eyes were puzzled, and he covered the position of his heart with his hand, and through his clothes, he felt the warm temperature, and the aura that touched him in the thunder pool even boiled, and he screamed.

Suddenly, an extremely strong World Origin Shock Wave came from the Dao Heart, and the Cloth Divine Soul shook, and his consciousness was pulled into the darkness.

There was nothing in the darkness, there was a lack of aura, he seemed to be bound by something, and when he tried to break free, he could hear the crunch of cold metal colliding.

Chains?

Where is this?

Fuzhi frowned, thunder and lightning burst from his wrist, and two 'clicks' shattered his wrist restraints, and he stepped down from the throne in the dark.

The surrounding electric sparks seem to have finally been connected to the power supply, and they begin to glow.

Bu Zhi observed it and found that it was a small closed space, but the cosmic barrier used by the space enchantment, the big gray chain was the origin of the world, and even the throne was the core thunder origin that only the Xuanmeng consciousness had, so big, he didn't need to think about it to know who built this space.

Bu Zhi's face was expressionless, he had never been here, but this space made him feel inexplicably familiar, and his fingers flicked a small flower, and then he remembered that there were also many small flowers blooming in his thunder pool, which were exactly the same as the electric sparks here.

However, the electric sparks here are shoddy, bright and dazzling, and waste energy.

And what is in his pool is planted one by one in his spare time.

It's strange to think that he is not afraid of the dark, and he doesn't like these bells and whistles, but at a very early age, he planted flowers on his territory.

There were a lot of world origins floating in this space, and there was also a Xuanmeng consciousness aura that made Heavenly Dao feel familiar and trusted.

Bu Zhi frowned secretly, and waved away the gray mist that rushed over, not giving them a chance to get closer, but the gray mist seemed to be conscious, they circled around Bu Zhi, Bu Zhi's indifferent face, and the thunder aura bounced it into the black water again.

After being rejected, the gray mist shrunk into a lump of grievances, condensed into a gray ball, it rolled to Buzhi's side, and when Buzhi no longer paid attention to it, it suddenly jumped high, and suddenly turned into ten thick chains, and the void circled Buzhi, trapping him.

Bu Zhi pursed his lips, he didn't feel malice, and the origin of the world in this space was too much like his mother, so he didn't struggle to see what it wanted to do.

Then he felt the chains pull him to the throne.

As soon as he sat down, one of the chains tried to wrap around his wrist, but he broke it to pieces.

Not struggling and fitting are two different concepts.

After one of the chains was broken, the gray mist suddenly became honest, but it still wrapped around the throne and did not let people go.

Time is precious, Bu Zhi has to heal his injuries as soon as possible to find his little girl, and after waiting for a while, the gray fog has no other reaction, so he is ready to forcibly break this place and leave.

However, just as he was about to use his power to break through the space, a blazing heat surged in his Dao heart, and the purple formation wrapped around the origin of the world and issued an unknown call, and some strange and vague memory fragments seemed to break through countless space-time barriers and transmitted to his mind.

Strange vague memories bring strange and uncomfortable feelings.

Bu Zhi's brows tightened, and he pressed the hot heart, the temperature of the Dao heart seemed to open the floodgates, and the scorching heat flowed wantonly in his body.

He glanced at his wrist, there were no chains on it, but he felt a cold feeling of restraint, and even his waist, abdomen and neck felt like they were being strangled by chains.

Dreamland?

The Dao Heart continued to be hot, the ears of the cloth were dyed red, the sweat wet the forehead, and suddenly the heart seemed to be plucked by something, and another switch was turned on, as the owner of the Dao Heart, he couldn't control this heart, and the indescribable feeling spread all over his body from the Dao Heart, and the fingers of the throne were white, he felt very uncomfortable, and there was a faint feeling of collapse and helplessness from himself, and it didn't seem to be his own.

Time ticked, the temperature of the Dao Heart gradually dropped, the feeling of being imprisoned on the body disappeared for some time, and Buzhi's consciousness returned to the thunder pool of healing, and the swaying lotus flowers around him were as dazzling as they bloomed in that space.