As always, there is a hot soup cooked by Chu Yi on the stove at home, and after living in this city for a long time, it is natural to get used to it having some days of neurosis every year, and in the bleak and rainy weather, there is always a hot mouthful that warms people's hearts.

Chu Zihan took a hot bath, comfortably enjoyed the hot soup carefully prepared by her sister, there were no other activities at night, she used to practice bamboo knife beating every night, since that incident was over, the practice has changed from daily to weekly, even if the things learned are not so needed, they will not be lazy immediately, she is such a self-disciplined person.

She didn't tell Chu Yi what happened today, Chu Yi rarely asked her sister what she was doing when she came back so late, everyone has their own private space, even how close people may not be willing to share, usually the two of them sleep in the same spacious bedroom, and they have had enough contact.

The bedroom was originally two rooms, and it became one after it was deliberately opened, the left half belonged to Chu Zihan, looking at the neat shelves on the table, and the neatly placed information, I knew that the owner must be strict with himself, and even the wardrobe was simple and simple Nordic style, with bamboo knives and coat racks in the corner.

The right half belongs to Chu Yi, the light tablecloth is the bells and whistles Fitt left tonight, the walls of the solid wood wardrobe are covered with various anime characters' headshots, and a few beautiful clothes for cosplay are hung on the doorknob and dance in the wind, these two completely different styles are divided into two worlds by the double bed in the center.

I always feel very tired today, and when I sleep, Chu Zhen still wraps around Chu Zihan like an octopus, this is her habit, she always has to hold something when she sleeps, it used to be Disney's Winnie the Pooh, and then she thought that thing had no temperature, so she hugged her sister instead.

At first, Chu Zihan didn't get used to it, but then he slowly got used to it, and before lying down, he would consciously stretch out his right arm and let Chu Yi hug him happily. It's actually good to feel that there is always someone around you, and you won't always be sad alone when you think of those unhappy things.

Maybe it's because he thinks about too many things, his thoughts fall asleep quickly, and Chu Zihan rarely dreamed tonight. This is a very strange dream, she actually dreamed of Chu Tianjiao, it stands to reason that there was such an unpleasant conversation, she should be deeply distressed by this man.

In the dream, he was on a viaduct in a rainstorm, straight into the clouds like a dragon, just like the urban legend that Chu Tianjiao said, countless Deadpools surrounded him, the number was like a swarming ant colony, they were obviously more terrifying than the kind Chu Zihan had encountered, and the fingers had been completely replaced by sharp claws as slender as knives, reminiscent of swarms of scissorhands Edward.

Chu Tianjiao held two long knives in his hands, rotating and cutting the rain curtain, bringing a dazzling arc light, the rain was actually split in two by him, splashing in all directions, his eyes were as bright as gold at this moment.

The transparent realm opened up in the rain curtain, Chu Tianjiao's throat stretched out and burst out with a low roar, where the realm was enveloped, the flow of time slowed down, countless water droplets hovered in the air, allowing the double knives to cut them, everything was like a slow-motion movie. Only the man was still so low and fast, he turned over and swung the knife, stepping, spinning, advancing and retreating freely, slashing vertically and horizontally, black blood splashed under his feet with the water curtain, the dark red scars were like long streamers, and the knife light that was fast to the extreme was like a silver swallow.

The Deadpools were like maggots on tarsal bones, constantly pounced from all directions, but none of them could touch Chu Tianjiao, and when they approached, the blade would split it in two.

In ancient books, it was said that the real general should be the head of the enemy general among 10,000 people, but the history of really doing this can only be checked by Guan Yu, thinking about the bank of the White Horse River back then, the second master is also as brave as this man, he is not simply slashing and killing boundless enemies, and even has been moving forward with some kind of goal.

Chu Zihan wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it, because it was just a strange dream, and she was not the only one looking at Chu Tianjiao in this dream. In the direction of Chu Tianjiao's advance, there is a sea-crossing bridge, and there is an incredible light standing on the bridge.

In the white light stood a majestic steed like a mountain, draped in heavy armor with metal flowers, white fur with a hedron glow, and eight majestic legs like a crane to stabilize the body. It clasped the ground with its dark golden horseshoes, turning over one wound after another on the hard pavement each time. He wore a silver-white mask on his cheeks, and after each thunderous hiss, the metal nostrils of the mask erupted with lightning and thunder.

On horseback sat a huge black shadow, covered in dark golden armor, on which the rain sprinkled to pick up a little splash, as if to clothe the armor with another layer of light. He carried a curved spear in his hand, and the arc of the spear was like a meteor crossing the sky. On the face with the veneer, the only golden pupil illuminated the surroundings like a giant lamp.

It shouldn't have appeared in this world, just because he existed as a mythical character, and countless games used him as a prototype, and how many legends sang his heroic legend.

But now he stood there so really, sealing the bridge with an insurmountable gesture, and the eight-legged Pegasus Lapnir was ready to move, and the spear Gangenir was ready to attack.

In Norse mythology, Odin, the fighting god who is in charge of Valhalla, is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and Chu Zihan will never admit it, but how can that kind of thing appear in his dreams? Could it be because he watched too many anime and played too many games with Chu I, so that his imagination began to run wild and was completely uncontrollable? If you continue at this pace, maybe the next time you dream, you will see HelloKitty vs. Marvel heroes.

There was a huge thunder explosion, and the sky of the entire city was echoed with a dull thunder, Chu Zihan opened her eyes from her dream, as if she was still standing on that viaduct in the last second, that scene was too real, and it couldn't help but make people think if Chu Tianjiao had always been like this, watching the peace of the city in the unknown Nibelungen.

There was the sound of Chu Yi's quiet breathing beside her, and the faint bedside lamp illuminated her face. Since sleeping with Chu Zihan, her fear of thunder has been completely cured, and tonight Chu Zihan was woken up by thunder, but she still slept very comfortably, rubbing Chu Zihan's arm like a cat.

Chu Zihan gently withdrew her hand and left, got out of bed and poured herself a glass of ice water at the table, her mind was full of the dream just now, she suspected that the dream was hinting at something, but she couldn't figure it out.

There was a slight knock on the door downstairs, Chu Zihan glanced at the electronic clock in surprise, the time was 3:44 in the morning, who would visit at this time?