At this time, Wang Heng in the river was already unconscious. There is not a single part of his body that is not painful, and there is no part of his body that is not damaged. Tianlong's internal strength has been completely exhausted, and there is no longer a trace of it. The strength of the whole body is like a dry riverbed, exhausted and wrinkled.

Wang Heng knew that the end of his life was coming, his eyes slowly dilated, his pupils slowly dilated, and his breathing slowly shrunk. In a trance, Wang Heng came to a black hole that could rotate and drift, the black sky, the black ground, and the black surroundings, everything was black.

In the vast black hole, the suffocating air and the stiff space were like the devil's black claws tightly wrapped around Wang Yonghuan. He wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound, he wanted to move, and his limbs and body were all stiff. Desolation, fear, and horror filled his whole body, permeating every skin, every muscle, every cell. His vague and trembling thoughts fluttered and wandered in the dark and dark space.

"Am I going to die? Is this what death feels like? I'm so tired, I'm so scared, I'm so shaking, I feel like I'm going home, even if it's just a moment, a second, it's better than this cold, dark, endless trembling space. Painful and cold thoughts filled Wang Heng's vague mind, dark and desolate.

At this time, the Tiens dog had already swam to Wang Heng's side, and after a loud cry of "Wang", it slammed into Wang Heng with its small body. It wants to change the speed and direction of Wang Heng's drifting through impact, it wants to hit the master from the river to the shore, and it wants Wang Heng to be sober, excited, and able to ignite the hope of fate and the spark of life.

However, the body of the Tiens Dog was too small and its strength was too weak to stop Wang Heng's drifting speed, and it was too weak to change Wang Heng's drifting direction at all. It screamed eagerly, pounding untirelessly, even though it hurt all over its body and made its little mouth gush blood, but it still pounded endlessly.

Wang Heng's consciousness, which had fallen into darkness, was slowly awakened by the endless barking and impact of the Tiens dog. He opened his eyes in a haze, and once again he saw the blue sky, the clear water, the fallen leaves fluttering in the air, and the Liens that he had raised little by little in his arms since he was a child.

I want to lift my arms, but I can't do it, I want to stretch my legs, but I don't have the strength, I can't do it even if I want to shake my head slightly. He glanced at the anxious Tiens with misery and infinite nostalgia, and said in a voice as weak as a mosquito: "Lightning, don't bother, you can't save me"

The Tiens dog listened to the master's weak words, his little eyes were full of anxiety and worry, and his little head kept speeding up the speed and frequency of impact, and screamed one after another, meaning that Wang Heng should not give up and swim to the shore as much as he could.

Due to the high-frequency and ultra-high-intensity impact, traces of blood continued to gush out of the small mouth of the Tiens dog, and Wang Heng was heartache and severe pain all over his body, making two lines of tears slowly flow out of his eyes.

Although he knew that the Tiens Dog's efforts were in vain, he also knew that his life was coming to an end. Wang Heng looked at the bloodstained Tiens dog with blood on its mouth, looked at its wet white hair, and wanted to stroke the little thing one last time, but he didn't have any strength in his hands.

Wang Heng's mouth grinned, and he let out a hint of a smile, and said in a joking tone: "Lightning, I'm used to seeing your handsome appearance with slippery hair, and I'm used to seeing your handsome appearance in a daze, let's look at your current appearance today, a standard soup chicken-style spirit animal." If you let your mother and the people who like you see it, you won't laugh at you?"

Listening to the owner's idle jokes, the Liens dog's bark became more and more eager, which meant to say, "Hurry, hurry, master, don't joke, hurry up and accumulate strength, so that you can swim to the shore, and you are getting closer and closer to the waterfall." ”

Wang Heng tried his best to raise his head and look in the direction of the waterfall, only to see that there were still sixty or seventy meters away from the waterfall. In such a short distance, not to mention paddling the limbs, even if you accumulate a little strength, it is simply wishful thinking.

He said miserably to the Tiens dog: "Lightning, it's useless, I don't have any strength at all, and it's impossible to accumulate any strength." Listen carefully to me, after I die, you will take good care of my parents for me. It's a pity that Mom and Dad can't understand your voice, and if only they could understand it, they wouldn't be too sad. ”

After saying this, the last trace of strength in Wang Heng's body also left him. His head slowly lowered, and his eyes gradually closed. He knew that when his eyelids came together, it would be the end of his life.

The mountain spring river is like an angry dragon rushing forward, the waves are surging, the mountain wind is whistling, a withered yellow poplar leaf is swirling and falling into the mountain spring river, and Wang Heng is like the withered yellow leaf that is about to fall, towards the end of his life.

At this time, the Tiens dog's eyes flashed with red threads, and tears like red crystals poured out of its small dark eyes.

When he saw the little thing crying out sadly and miserably, it was like an orphan who had lost his parents wailing, crying blood and desolation, "Wang...... Oh...... Master, if you fall off the waterfall, then I will jump off the waterfall too. If you die, I will die. With this howl, a thick stream of blood erupted from the Tiens dog's small mouth, as if the howl had exhausted all its strength and spat out all its essence and blood.

It was this sad and miserable sound, like the howl and sorrow of a cuckoo crying blood, that suddenly pulled Wang Heng's consciousness back to the darkness, like a bolt of lightning, and even more like a thunderbolt, slashing in his mind with a bang.

This thunderous howl actually brought out a trace of energy between heaven and earth, containing a little bit of earthly aura, which violently poured into Wang Heng's mind and rushed into his meridians.

It was like a slap in the head, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, which instantly made Wang Yonghuan wake up, and the tenacious mood barrier that was originally blocked in front of the lot shattered. At the moment of dying, Wang Heng's state of mind was promoted, and the primary level of the lot arrived.

The sudden advancement of the state of mind drove the internal strength of the dragon to run wildly, like the surging waves of the waves, and like the surging of the rolling wind. The big waves and the wind exploded, which made Wang Heng's vitality suddenly return to its heyday. It's like a full-blooded resurrection in the game, it's incredible.