Chen Fan, who was sleeping in the cave, did not notice what was happening in the outside world, and in his coma, he had a dream, in which he saw a figure covered in blood standing beside him, and on the opposite side there were several Taoists dressed in white. Although it was the first time he saw that figure, Chen Fan felt very familiar, Chen Fan wanted to take pictures of that figure, but the moment he touched it, something magical happened, and Chen Fan's hand passed directly through that body.

Chen Fan looked at his hand, and then looked at the figure standing beside him, he realized that this was a dream, but I don't know why, Chen Fan always felt that all this was so real, the flesh and blood blurred figure, the mysterious scene, a strange feeling appeared in his mind, he wanted to catch it, because only a moment was too short, when he wanted to recall that feeling again, but when he found that his mind was blank, a little lost Chen Fan turned his gaze to the familiar figure again, he felt very familiar, but whenever he searched for that figure in his mind, his head would have a feeling of wanting to crack, and the figure standing beside him seemed to notice Chen Fan beside him, did not look up, as if talking to himself, "The fate that cannot be escaped, then break him!" and the latter saw the figure and rushed forward, and hurriedly raised his sword.

I don't know if it's Chen Fan's illusion, when the figure rushed forward, he turned his head and smiled at him, and the smile seemed to be relieved and bitter, but the smile in Chen Fan's eyes was more of relief, Chen Fan hurriedly followed and wanted to stay, but he was still a step late, only to see that the figure turned into a phantom in front of his eyes in an instant, and at the last time he recalled the unfamiliar voice in his mind, "Live, try to live!"

Chen Fan in the dream was lying on the ground and roaring in despair, for some reason when the figure disappeared, his heart hurt as if it was torn, he tried hard to tell himself that it was a dream, but the pain in his heart almost wanted to suffocate him.

At this moment, a long sword quietly appeared in front of Chen Fan, out of the instinct of predicting danger, Chen Fan quickly looked up and looked forward, I don't know when a slender person stood in front of him, Chen Fan looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him with a vigilant face, he was very sure that he had never seen this person, but the strange thing was that Chen Fan also felt a familiar aura from this person's body, but this breath was not cordial, but very disgusting, he looked up to see the person's face clearly but found that the person's face was attached to a lingering cloud, accompanied by a burst of ridicule, Chen Fan felt his head sinkIt seems that someone is pressing their head down hard.

At this moment, the ground is like a transparent mirror, completely presenting Chen Fan's current situation in front of Chen Fan's eyes, looking at the shadow reflected on the ground, Chen Fan's heart felt a sense of humiliation, and he was being stepped on by someone in the reflection, he wanted to get up, but every time he resisted, he was ushered in a stronger downward pressure.

Under the reflection of the ground, Chen Fan clearly saw that the man was looking down at himself under his feet, Chen Fan couldn't see the man's expression clearly under the cover of the fog, but Chen Fan could clearly feel that the person was laughing, and the sense of humiliation made him want to break free even more, but then Chen Fan almost wanted to collapse, only to see that the long sword that was still in front of him just now instantly pierced his shoulder, and the severe pain made Chen Fan realize that this might not be a dream, and in the next time, Chen Fan was stabbed by the man dozens of swords, and Chen Fan, who had almost become a bloody man, was still insisting on getting up, and the man seemed to be tired of playing, so he hung the sword above Chen Fan's head, It seemed that he saw Chen Fan's death, and the man jokingly said, "Ant!" and then stabbed the sword down suddenly.

And just when Chen Fan bowed his head and was about to wait for death, he found that the sword had not fallen for a long time, and the power that had been pressing on him on his body had disappeared without a trace, when he raised his head, he saw a scene that made him unforgettable, the mysterious person who was still domineering just now was grabbed by the neck like a chicken and picked up, and the sword that almost killed him fell to the side weakly.

Similarly, this time Chen Fan didn't see the faces of the people who came clearly, and the faces of these latecomers were somehow attached to a layer of mist that made Chen Fan unable to recognize their faces, and in the next moment, he noticed that the mysterious person who wanted his life took out a dagger from behind him and stabbed at the person, Chen Fan was just about to open his mouth to remind, only to see that the person seemed to be on guard, a crisp bone cracking sound sounded in Chen Fan's ears, the mysterious man wailed in the fog, and the man had no mercy at all, and tore off one of the mysterious man's arms in an instant.

After observing for a long time, it seemed that after noticing that the person who came had no ill will towards him, Chen Fan raised his hand and was about to say thank you, but before he could speak, a sharp pain suddenly came from his chest, Chen Fan looked down and saw that the long sword that had just fallen to the ground was inserted into his chest at some point, and the person seemed to notice Chen Fan's strangeness, and wanted to save Chen Fan, and the next moment the mysterious person who was still dying and struggling in the hands of the person who came suddenly disappeared in an explosion.

The huge wave of air swept all the two people present out, shook off the head that was a little dizzy by the wave of air, and before he had time to rejoice that Chen Fan, who was not dead, raised his hand to see that his body was constantly being swallowed by the black mud that came from nowhere, and a fear of death enveloped his heart, he wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but found that he couldn't make any sound, he remembered the previous picture, the clouds and mist were diluted a little in the explosion, Chen Fan vaguely saw the mouth of the man with the broken arm, he was laughing, and he was laughing very happily。

Darkness, dampness, and loneliness shrouded Chen Fan now, and he remembered a lot of the past, laughter and crying.

He felt so tired, and now he really wanted to close his eyes and rest, but when he closed his eyes, a voice was in his head, it was the most familiar voice to him, and he shouted loudly, "Old handsome, old handsome......"

But no one around him responded to him, he sighed in frustration, and laughed bitterly at himself, yes, the old man is dead, how can I hear him speak! It seems that I am also going to die. The sticky darkness between his thoughts had swallowed up all of Chen Fan's lower body, and he slowly climbed towards his head.

Just as the little light in front of Chen Fan's eyes was about to be swallowed up by the darkness, the voice appeared in Chen Fan's mind again, "Child, live, try to live!"

This time Chen Fan heard it clearly, it was the voice of the old handsome and repeated it several times, Chen Fan in the dark smiled, laughed so happily, and for the first time in this endless darkness he made his own voice, "Obey ~ Shuai's order." ”

Then this space fell silent, and for a long time, I only saw the black mud that was about to devour Chen Fan, and little by little it was visibly deformed, and Chen Fan's unwilling roar was emitted from time to time.

"Fight, fight, fight!" A roar echoed in the dark space, a sound like an eggshell shattering in the darkness, and then the entire darkness shattered into billions of pieces like a broken mirror.

When he came back to his senses, there was no one else in the dream, only Chen Fan stood there alone, motionless, and then another unfamiliar voice echoed in this dream: "Interesting mouse!"

And Chen Fan has been silent in his own world, constantly muttering, "Live, live, and obey the order!"

Then a flash of golden light fell on Chen Fan's body, and then Chen Fan's body seemed to be attracted by something and slowly flew into the sky.

And the unfamiliar voice again, but this time it didn't say anything, but a slight surprise and a soft sigh disappeared.

The old Taoist in the cave saw that Chen Fan's breathing gradually stabilized, and secretly cursed in his heart: Careless!

Then he touched his few beards, looked at Chen Fan, who was still asleep on the bed, with a satisfied face, and muttered in a low voice, "He is worthy of being the most proud person of that person." ”

Then he turned his head to look at the sky in the distance, and the killing intent in his eyes rose sharply, "It seems that some people really can't hold their breath, but this time they hide quite deeply! Don't be found by the old way, otherwise ......" At this moment, the old way is not at all like the old man carried by the rotten wood general, but more like a peerless killing god, and the murderous aura inadvertently emitted instantly shattered a lazy wandering cloud in the sky.

A light cough instantly attracted Lao Dao's attention, Lao Dao hurriedly turned around, walked quickly to Chen Fan's bedside, looked at Chen Fan who slowly opened his eyes, Lao Dao asked with great concern, "How do you feel?"

At this moment, Chen Fan's eyes glanced at the surrounding environment without saying much, and then said weakly and weakly, saying something that made Lao Dao scratch his head: "Live, work hard...... ...... alive," and then tilted his head and fell asleep again.

The old man on the side listened to Chen Fan's words, stretched out his dry palm, touched Chen Fan's head tremblingly, nodded lightly, and said a little choked, "It's okay, it'll be fine!"

Lao Dao wavered about that person's plan for the first time, looking at Chen Fan's immature face, Lao Dao realized that Chen Fan was still a child who had not reached the crown, he somewhat understood the old man's mood, in the past two days of contact with Chen Fan, Lao Dao found that Chen Fan was too strong, strong and a little heart-wrenching, looking at Chen Fan who was sleeping at the moment, there was no defense, only Chen Fan at this moment was like a child who had not reached the crown.

Looking at the sleeping Chen Fan Lao Dao smiled, at this moment, how he wished that time would be frozen at this moment!

And in a distant secret realm, a gorgeously dressed man looked at the man lying on the ground bleeding, smacked his lips and then looked into the distance with a playful face, and muttered, "Ants, did a good job!"