Endless darkness and trance are the keynotes in the dream. The consciousness is in a floating state, without moving forward, backward, or up or down.
Only the near-eternal darkness remains unchanged.
In the absolute silence and darkness, the consciousness gradually became numb and rigid. Gradually, he even forgot who he was. Absolute depression enveloped his will tightly. The familiar bustling world outside seemed to become more and more...
The lights became more and more bizarre, as if they were completely assimilated by the darkness and silence around them. All the memories in the consciousness began to distort, and finally completely collapsed in the absolute depression, and then began to become sluggish, repeated over and over again, the consciousness
The activity level is getting lower and lower, as if it is constantly sinking into the abyss in the darkness, sinking into the black hole, never ending, and constantly sinking.
This is an unimaginable kind of numbness and sluggishness. I don't want to live or die. I have given up everything and don't want to do anything. I seem to just let myself sink in the darkness, as if everything has nothing to do with me.
Until the first touch came from the darkness.
After being isolated from the world for an unknown length of time and eternity, those wisps of touch, with a warmth that seemed to touch the soul, began to become clearer and clearer.
It was a warm and generous hand, with a thickness that seemed familiar to his bones, as if it was touching his body, and it seemed to be touching his consciousness.
He felt as if he was completely pulled by that hand and squeezed tightly.
The falling consciousness began to rise rapidly under the control of that palm, real, but also like an illusion.
The process of ascent seems equally endless.
But the darkness continues to recede as it rises.
He was like a dying man who had been trekking in the desert for a long time, met a clear spring, and saw the light. The world that seemed to have been completely distorted deep in his memory began to become normal little by little, and the endless energy continued to grow as he rose.
It nourished his body and filled his soul, and his consciousness that was about to die began to become active again.
When the activity of his consciousness reached a peak, he heard a rapid but not harsh alarm sound.
The voice seemed to be ringing next to my ears, but also seemed to be from an endless distance.
But only that hand was still warm, and the strength holding him was always firm.
Consciousness rises to the limit in the darkness.
The moment the alarm sounded completely, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Next to my ears was a somewhat aged voice, familiar and distant, full of fatigue and joy: "Are you awake?"
This voice seems to be still echoing in my ears.
The surrounding space dimly lit up with lights as he woke up, the light getting stronger little by little, cautiously, as if to avoid irritating his eyes.
He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling above. There were clear obstacles on both sides, giving him the illusion of lying in a coffin.
Surrounded by the smell of potions mixed together, he sniffed instinctively and fell silent again.
"Take it easy. You've been sleeping for too long. Relax and adjust."
The voice that seemed to be echoing was still ringing, very soft and gentle.
His consciousness and body began to merge little by little, and he tried to control his body, moving his legs and hands.
The left hand is warm and generous.
He gradually began to wake up from the trance that he didn't know whether it was an illusion or reality. The palm that seemed to be holding his consciousness was actually just holding his left hand.
He raised his head little by little, and in his sight was a middle-aged and elderly face that was very calm but could not hide the concern no matter what.
His vision fluctuated violently, and he subconsciously held his breath. After half a minute, he took a long breath.
Consciousness seemed to return completely at this moment.
The corners of his mouth moved, as if he wanted to show a relaxed smile. At the same time, he clenched his palms slightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Dad."
"Just wake up. Are you used to the lights? Do you want to dim them?"
The middle-aged man grabbed his son's hand and carefully pulled him up from the dormant cabin.
"fine."
It seemed that because he had not spoken for too long, his voice was a little labored and a little strange. He sat up from the sleeping cabin and looked around instinctively.
It was surrounded by a somewhat dark but not cold space. It was not big, and the walls were very flat. There were lights on all sides, and brighter lights seemed to flow from the gaps above.
basement.
Frowning slightly, Jiang Shangyu took a deep breath again: "How long have I slept?"
"A few months."
Jiang Shan's tone was a bit complicated. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
His brain was still a little dazed, but the moment he fully woke up, Jiang Shangyu had already begun to think quickly and instinctively.
"A few months..."
Jiang Shangyu suddenly smiled: "So, the situation is a bit bad, so Li Tianlan and I
I lost the battle and the decisive battle in Beihai? And I lost miserably, right?"
This question sounds extremely weird to other people's ears,
He has been in the deepest state of slumber for several months, but he did fight with Li Tianlan more than once. If the other self was right in front of him, the two of them wouldn't even need to communicate.
After completing the memory sharing, he will be able to fully understand everything that happened during this period of time as quickly as possible.
But now the other self is completely absent. Jiang Shangyu sensed it and was even sure that the other self was not in Zhongzhou, so he could only ask Jiang Shan for information during this period of time.
"You lost the battle with Li Tianlan, but it didn't matter. You also lost the decisive battle in Beihai. You persuaded Li Kuangtu and Gu Xingyun to cooperate, forming the now famous trio in Central Continent, and together they besieged Li Tianlan
..."
Jiang Shan's voice was a bit obscure.
Jiang Shangyu's expression changed again, and he said in disbelief: "You still lost?"
Jiang Shan smiled bitterly, not only did he lose, he only had one son, Jiang Shangyu, but he almost lost two sons due to constant conflicts with Li Tianlan.
The two Jiang Shangyu are essentially one person. When the distance between the two is close enough, they can completely transfer or share their injuries. Simply put, if Li Tianlan strikes that Jiang Shangyu with his sword, the injury will be
A considerable part of it was transferred to the current Jiang Shangyu.
This is no longer a situation that can be explained by normal time travel. At the very least, although the two Qin Weibai can share memories and thoughts, they cannot transfer injuries. This is a chaotic rule that cannot be explained at all.
Under such rules, if the other Jiang Shangyu hides behind the scenes, the current Jiang Shangyu is enough to sweep away any opponent in the invincible realm, and can even kill ordinary invincible realms.
Because of meat.
For the same reason, the current Jiang Shangyu sacrificed his thinking ability, mobility ability, and language ability with the help of various medicines just to increase his defense power. The other Jiang Shangyu also doubled his defense power, which was also very good.
Meat, this is the biggest trump card when facing Li Tianlan.
But as Jiang Shangyu and Li Tianlan collided again and again, this trump card became more and more fragile, which also proved that absolute attack is stronger than absolute defense. Even if the two Jiang Shangyu shared the injury, they still couldn't handle Li Tianlan.
The sword spirit.
The strongest Jiang Shangyu was seriously injured.
The sleeping Jiang Shangyu has also reached the critical point of sustaining injuries, and may die suddenly at any time due to excessive injuries.
This is enough to show that Li Tianlan ravaged Jiang Shangyu was miserable.
Without the elixir of immortality sent by the Wang family of Beihai like a timely help, the recovery of another Jiang Shangyu's injuries would be far away, and the current Jiang Shangyu would most likely sleep in the dormant cabin forever and never be able to wake up again.
"It doesn't matter."
Jiang Shangyu said: "If you lose, you lose. There is hope for people living."
He rubbed his forehead vigorously and said slowly: "What is the situation now? Where am I?"
Jiang Shan looked at him silently. After a moment of silence, he said hoarsely: "In Nanyun, we have our own safe house here. No one knows our current whereabouts."
"no."
Jiang Shangyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I mean where is the other me."
"In Europe."
Jiang Shan lit a cigarette, glanced at his son, and lit one for him: "Li Kuangtu was captured after the three of you failed to besiege Li Tianlan. It is said that Li Huacheng spent a lot of money to reach a deal with the East Palace.
Li Huacheng was brought out from the East Palace. Li Huacheng hoped to use the three of you to balance the East Palace, but..."
"But Li Kuangtu deliberately messed it up, right? Did he admit defeat?"
Jiang Shangyu suddenly asked.
Jiang Shan was stunned for a moment. He knew that his son had been smart since he was a child, but making this speculation required not only intelligence, but also a deep understanding of Kuangtu Li.
"It seems like this happened in another time and space?"
Jiang Shan asked.
"That's not true. At that time, Li Kuangtu was not in the same condition as he is now. He clung on and watched Tiandu Purgatory being beaten to pieces by Li Tianlan, but he was still able to survive and even led his core team to participate in the final battle.
During that siege, Kuangtu Li died at the hands of the Lord of Samsara Palace in another time and space."
Jiang Shangyu shook his head: "But in this current situation, Li Kuangtu may give up and retreat to advance. This move is very beautiful. If he takes a step back, the next development is destined. The East Palace will start to expand.
In the era of annexing Tiandu Purgatory, the Beihai Wang family will inevitably become restless, and taking action is inevitable. As well as my injuries, you said that Li Tianlan and I have collided many times and lost. I can wake up in such a serious situation.
Come here, probably only the immortality potion from Beihai can do this."
"So, Wang Shengxiao supported us with the elixir of immortality? If this is the case, our so-called trio should have returned to their peak condition and have now joined forces with the Wang family in Beihai?"
Rain on the river rebels
After responding for a while, he nodded: "There is no other way. We have formed an alliance with the Beihai Wang family and plan to fight against the Eastern Palace. This may be the best opportunity at the moment."
"It's a big gamble with no way out. I don't like it."
Jiang Shangyu commented calmly, and then continued: "Wang Shengxiao is a little stupid. His last chance is not now at all, but when Wang Tianzong's injury recovers. What is he worried about? Is he worried about another Qin Weibai? So
Said that Wang Shengxiao already knows the truth? The reason is not important, but what he did is barely beneficial to us. After all, they have Wang Tianzong, but we don’t. If we can’t take a step back, then even if it is a big gamble, we can only take it.
All the chips are gone."
"I haven't participated in your discussion yet, but judging from some of the contents of your discussion, I should be very confident this time. At the very least, it is certain that Wang Shengxiao still has a trump card."
The rivers and mountains are gentle.
"His trump card may not be used against Li Tianlan, but it may also be used against us. Everything depends on the final result."
Jiang Shangyu said softly, stood up with his hands on both sides of the dormant cabin, and staggered out of the dormant cabin.
"Gu Xingyun and Kunlun City are finished."
Jiang Shan helped his son sit down on the sofa: "The exposure of Phoenix Pavilion has a great impact. The special operations group has been struggling in the whirlpool of treason cases. Gu Xingyun has failed again and again, and has completely disappointed the Central Continent Council. The Council is now
It has been decided that after this year’s election, Li Tianlan will become the special advisor of Central Continent and serve as the God of War to protect the country of Central Continent. The East Palace will also become the new special warfare center of Central Continent. You, Gu Xingyun, and Li Kuangtu will each lead a
Legions all have their place."
"What does Li Huacheng mean?"
Jiang Shangyu said with a smile: "This is put on the chessboard, but it's not bad. In this way, even if we lose this action against Li Tianlan, as long as we can run away on the spot and successfully hide, then the problem
It won’t be very big. At least we won’t show up until after the election. Li Tianlan and we are locked within the rules by Li Huacheng. It’s okay to be alive. As long as we are alive, there will always be opportunities in the future.”
"I think so too."
Jiang Shan said lightly: "Even Li Tianlan thinks so."
Jiang Shangyu narrowed his eyes and said nothing for a while.
The major special operations corps have not yet been established, and Li Tianlan is not sitting in the position of the God of War to protect the country. To a certain extent, although they are under Li Huacheng's sight, they are still outside the rules.
In addition, the Beihai Wang family was involved, which directly determined the nature of this action against Li Tianlan.
This battle is about life and death.
Whether Li Tianlan kills them or they kill Li Tianlan, as long as he can be killed on the spot, what can Li Huacheng say?
If he had wanted to say something, he would have jumped out and stopped it by now.
So this time the alliance and Li Tianlan both want to go crazy with each other before entering into the rules.
And similarly, when this operation is over, as long as he doesn't die on the spot, Li Hua will jump out and stop it in time.
"When does the action begin?"
Jiang Shangyu asked.
“It is expected to take place within the first month of the year, but it’s hard to say exactly.”
Jiang Shan said.
"Then it looks like I can still move around freely for a while."
Jiang Shangyu chuckled.
Jiang Shan felt sour in his heart and took a deep breath. There were some things that he did not need to explain. Another Jiang Shangyu participated in this action, which meant that the current Jiang Shangyu had to continue to sleep during the action.
In this state, Jiang Shangyu can become stronger, or more resistant to beatings.
So it is necessary to continue sleeping.
And if something really changes in this operation, when Jiang Shangyu encounters an absolute crisis, he can also be his trump card. He may die in the dormant warehouse, but Jiang Shangyu can escape.
The probability will be greatly increased.
The two of them were the same person, so it was impossible to say who sacrificed whom.
This is their own choice.
"not bad."
Jiang Shangyu sat on the sofa, looked at the lights in front of him, and said softly: "There is still time to enjoy life. Even if we lose this time, it is not aggrieved."
He asked Jiangshan about today's date, and then smiled: "It's the New Year, dad. I didn't kowtow to you during the New Year this year. Let's kowtow together when he comes back from Europe."
Jiang Shan took a deep breath, reached out and rubbed his son's head vigorously, and said in a deep voice: "Can't you really let go of some things? In fact, your safety is more important to me than anything else."
Jiang Shangyu didn't respond. He thought of his father in another time and space, who died at the banquet and dug out his own heart with a dagger just to please Dongcheng Huangtu's father.
Jiang Shangyu pursed his lips, stretched the muscles on his face slightly, and said in a calm and firm voice: "You won't let go until you die."