Feng'er is immersed in her own world, and her weak figure seems lonely and desolate.

My heart is full of confusion, and I just feel that there is no nostalgia in this world.

She stood at the crossroads, everything in the distance was drowned in tears, hazy and blurred.

There was a chill on the ground beneath her feet, and her thoughts seemed to freeze and stop.

Go.

Darkness poured in from all sides, enveloping her in layers and devouring the heat in her veins.

Feng'er's body was heavy, and a boulder was pressed against her heart, and it was a little difficult to breathe.

Her strength gradually withdrew, and the boiling of her blood gradually subsided.

The road ahead was almost at the end, but she couldn't take a single step.

Clusters of fluorescent light emerged from the darkness, the cold glow of the beast's eyes.

Dozens of fierce beasts the size of leopards approached quietly, their sharp teeth grinding and creaking.

There are many dangers lurking in dreams, called nightmares.

Dreams reflect things that people have come into contact with, and they can infinitely magnify the fear in the heart.

Fear comes from the unknown.

These fierce beasts are the experience that Yan'er has encountered, and they have attacked the people of the grassland more than once.

appeared at the critical moment of Feng'er's promotion, and became a barrier that hindered her progress.

Feng'er noticed something strange around her and was already surrounded by her.

With the protection of a teenager before, she encountered almost no danger.

Now that she was alone, she finally felt a little panicked in the face of such a group of ferocious beasts.

Even though it was in a dream, these beasts would not take the life of Feng'er.

But it will leave her with deep memories of fear and make her stop at the current state.

Mood is the criterion that determines a person's achievement.

Without a brave heart, you can't get rid of your own destiny.

Fall into sinking, resigned to mediocrity.

These are all signs of a lack of courage and a lack of mood.

Cultivation itself is fearless, and only by being able to be a human being can we laugh and be proud of all beings and look down on the world.

Feng'er is innocent and pure, lacks knowledge of things in the world, and has never experienced the dangers of surviving in a harsh environment.

This test of mood determines the direction of her future development.

The beast's green eyes locked on Feng'er's figure.

They come out of the darkness and represent the forces of evil.

The dagger was still in Zahn's chest, and she thought she had hurt her dear grandfather, and she didn't want to touch the murder weapon again.

The beast bared its sharp fangs, and the foul smell that erupted from its mouth made people want to vomit.

Their claws gouge across the ground, leaving deep marks that can easily tear open the delicate skin of the jaws.

Feng'er had no weapons in his hands, and there was not the slightest fighting spirit in his eyes.

Her emotions are still stuck in the moment of losing her loved ones, and the huge grief makes her despair.

A soft flute sounded slowly, lingering and soft in the ears, and with an uplifting charm.

The bell was immersed in the rhythm, and the heat in the blood was reactivated.

With the flow of blood and veins, a powerful force arose spontaneously within the meridians.

Never heard such a flute, which was full of warmth and light.

The graceful melody formed golden notes, surrounding Feng'er, like a happy elf.

These beating notes shine with dazzling light, like brilliant fireworks blooming in the darkness.

Feng'er's eyes were clear, and the distracting thoughts in her mind were swept away.

She clenched her fists gently, and the power in her body was full.

A beautiful butterfly phantom emerged from Feng'er's body.

Feng'er's breath became different, and her mind was empty.

What you see in front of you may not be the truth, the key is that the direction of the mind cannot be lost.

Some things will eventually pass, just as people always have to grow up.

What I love will not change, and everything I do will not go against my heart.

This is the last obstacle, and nothing can stop me from moving forward.

The message conveyed by the sound of the flute contains many, many messages.

Reverence for life, love for family, and outlook for the future.

Du Xiaobai didn't suggest that this was in a dream, because dragging Feng'er out of the dream would cause her spiritual damage that was difficult to heal.

Whoever started the trouble should end it.

The knot must be opened by oneself, and only in this way can the door to a new world be opened.

Everyone's success will go through all kinds of hardships, external help is just icing on the cake, and it depends on everyone's state of mind to really stand in the ranks of the strong.

Mood and cultivation complement each other, and if the two cannot go hand in hand, they will not be able to step to a higher level.

Du Xiaobai performed a new melody with all his heart, and he also devoted himself to a wonderful understanding.

The higher you go in your practice, the more you pay attention to chance.

The comprehension of the avenue of heaven and earth can be seen through not only by hard work.

Du Xiaobai tasted the warmth and coldness of human affection, awakened from decadence, and walked out of his own path.

All because he has a heart that never admits defeat.

Suffering a setback is nothing, and who has not yet had a moment of helplessness and hesitation.

Grasp the opportunity, coupled with your own efforts, the road to your dream will be opened.

Du Xiaobai casually gave this rhyme new feelings, and also revealed his emotions.

If you want to be recognized by others, you must first open your heart.

The flute sound is leisurely, although it is not Top Gun, but it is full of affection, and there is a beautiful artistic conception in it.

Life is a complex continuum of contradictions.

Sometimes happy and sometimes sad, sometimes peaked, sometimes trough.

When you are depressed, you can have negative thoughts, which can be a shadow that hinders progress.

It is in the trough that confusion and confusion make greater danger come.

Du Xiaobai's flute sounded and dragged Feng'er back from the edge of the cliff in time.

Seeing the bell turn into a butterfly, Du Xiaobai was pleased, and the sound of the flute was non-stop, endless.

In the dream, the phantom of the butterfly is delicate, and the form is lifelike.

Her body gradually floated up, suspended in the air, like a fairy with Ling Bo's microstep, Ling Ran could not be offended.

The beast jumped high, its claws stretched out, its blood-red tongue curled, and the smell of fishy smell hit its face.

With a light spin in the air, her fingers lightly clicked, and a strong wind shot out from her fingertips.

The fierce beast's sword-injurious body was suddenly opened with a bloody hole, and the blood soaked red the black fur.

Oh.

The wounded beast let out a wail, a signal to attack.

These creatures that move in the dark are already good at group action.

Dozens of black shadows surrounded them together, and immediately became fishy.

The dense eyes of the fierce beasts were like ghost fires lit up in the dark, and the green oil was extremely terrifying.

The light figure of Feng'er shuttles among the fierce beasts.

She flicked her fingers, and where the wind howled, a cloud of blood mist.

These beasts are phantoms formed in dreams, they are not flesh and blood, and ordinary means cannot take their lives.

The beast's body was scarred, but the ferocity in its eyes remained undiminished.

They are dancers in the dark, their sharp teeth and claws are the deadliest weapons, and their primal instincts unleash bloodthirsty desires.

Feng'er's mastery of strength is not proficient enough, and under the stormy attack, although it does not show defeat in a short time, it will inevitably reveal flaws after a long time.

Her butterfly shadow flapped its beautiful wings, tossing and turning between attacks, losing its agility.

It's too passive, and we have to find a way out of it.

The golden words in Feng'er's mind flowed quietly, and an inexplicable feeling lingered in her heart.

The butterfly's shadow suddenly grew larger, and a pair of beautiful wings stretched out to the size of several feet.

With a strong fan, Feng'er's body flew upward, like a kite in the dark.

The golden text is imprinted on the wings of the butterfly, forming a special pattern.

The blood veins in Feng'er's body are expanding, and fresh blood is also injected into the wings.

The power in the veins activated the golden words, and the golden light on the wonderful pattern of the formation shone brightly, casting a cloud of light and shadow towards the beasts below.

The golden pattern contains a mysterious artistic conception, shrouding the body of the fierce beast, forming a series of golden ropes.

"Infinite Binding Spirit Array. ”

A mysterious formation appeared in Feng'er's mind, which was the ultimate meaning composed of those golden words.

The golden formation fell from the sky, and the fierce beast body below was bound by the golden pattern, and it couldn't break free.

The rope gradually tightened, strangulating into the fur of the beast, devouring the energy in the beast's body.

The beast struggled desperately, rushing left and right in the formation, completely unable to break through the area shrouded in the golden pattern.

"Receive. ”

As soon as Feng'er grasped the palm of his hand, the golden pattern shrank, and the fierce beast inside turned into a cloud of black mist and entered Feng'er's palm.

The scenery in front of me changed, and the bright sunlight shone in the space of the dream.

The darkness clears and spring falls.

As if she was on the grassland, she was surrounded by all kinds of nameless wildflowers, and the faint fragrance of flowers spread, and the slightest fragrance was refreshing.

"I'm back. With her hands to her mouth, she shouted into the distance.

Just where the horizon meets the sky, three familiar figures loom in the background.

They are Feng'er's parents and Zaen's grandfather, who are far away from her on the other side of the world.

Feng'er could see the smiles on almost each of their faces, and they did not disappear, but in another form in another time and space, watching her growth.

"I know you'll always be with me. You are the love of my heart and have been with me every day I grew up. With all her strength, she made her own declaration.

With tears on her face, it was a joyful gesture of gratitude.

There are things that will always exist in the depths of the heart, and they are indelible memories.

No matter where you go, it hasn't changed.

Good memories will last a lifetime, giving people hope and encouragement, pushing people to keep improving.

The warm sunlight illuminates every corner of the entire dream world, no more shadows, no more cold.

Feng'er's closed eyes quietly opened, the dusty door of her heart opened, and the whole person became radiant and exuding a strong sense of confidence.

Nothing can stop the yearning of the heart, because there is a pure grassland in everyone's heart.

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