I don’t know how long it took, but Sun Huo seemed to wake up leisurely.
There was dense darkness in front of me, with no light at all. I subconsciously wanted to open my eyes, but found that there was still no change and I couldn't see anything.
"Am I blind?" Sun Huo's first reaction was to think of this, and then he wanted to stretch out his hand. As his thoughts turned, he couldn't feel the existence of his arm.
Suddenly shocked, Sun Huo quickly wanted to move other parts of his body, anywhere. No matter how hard he tried, he found that he seemed to have no body and could not move at all.
"Oh, I seem to be dead." Sun Huo suddenly remembered that at the last moment before losing consciousness, he grabbed the iron spear and penetrated the bodies of Marquis Jin Wu and himself, preparing to die together.
But in the end, Jin Wuhou threw his head back hard and knocked him unconscious.
When he thought of the iron spear piercing his body before, Sun Huo seemed to feel the severe pain in his body at that moment again.
Subconsciously he shook his head to get rid of this idea, but he seemed to have lost the consciousness of his head. He didn't know if Jin Wuhou was finally destroyed. Sun Huo was a little regretful that he couldn't see the final result. Now he wants to do something else.
It’s all of no avail.
What Sun Huo regretted more than whether he killed Jin Wuhou was why he had to leave the village that day. If he had not left, if he had listened to Liu Tietou and gone home directly without looking for any diamond vines, maybe he would have
If we can stop Jin Wuhou's attack, everything will not be like this, and so many innocent people will not be affected.
Thinking of this, Sun Huo couldn't help but fall into deep self-blame.
At this moment, there was a sizzling sound, and a gap suddenly opened in the darkness, revealing a dazzling light. Before Sun Huo could react, he fell into it involuntarily, and then the gap closed again, and again
Darkness restored.
After a period of dizziness, Sun Huo suddenly discovered that he could actually see again. Looking around, he was surprised to find that he had arrived at the old house in Greenstone City and was lying in his room.
Looking down at his body, Sun Huo found that he had also become smaller, as if he had returned to when he was seven or eight years old.
"Isn't he already dead? What is going on?" Sun Huo was full of doubts.
As soon as he stood up and jumped off the wooden bed, Sun Huo opened the door of the room. It was the middle of the day and the sun was very strong, but he did not feel a trace of warmth.
A familiar voice came to his ears. Sun Huo turned his head and looked over, and the tip of his nose suddenly felt sore.
At one end of the courtyard, Sun Yuan, who had already passed away, stood with his arms intact, chopping firewood piece by piece. His mother was on the stove inside, stir-frying the food.
"A Yuan, this kid Huo'er is getting more and more wild. It's always been like this lately. He's wandering off somewhere and going crazy. It's already this hour and he's still not home." Yilan knelt down and went to the stove.
Added two more firewood.
"It's okay. Children are still young and will always be playful. Besides, if you go out and run more, you will grow stronger." Sun Yuan was sweating profusely, but he did not stop what he was doing.
"Hmph, I think he is so playful because he is spoiled by you." Yilan complained with some dissatisfaction.
Listening to his parents' chat, Sun Huo couldn't help but get wet in his eyes, and he was about to walk out as soon as he raised his feet.
"Bang!" Sun Huo bumped into something hard and took a few steps back.
Rubbing his aching forehead, Sun Huo looked at the door suspiciously. There was nothing there, so he cautiously walked forward again, stretched out his hands and touched forward.
The next moment, Sun Huo started to panic. It was like an invisible wall was standing in front of him, blocking his way. There was no exit below, so Sun Huo quickly moved a stool to stand on it, but after some groping, the entire doorway was blocked.
He was paralyzed and couldn't get out at all. But he could clearly see everything in the courtyard and hear the sounds outside.
Sun Huo was so anxious that he yelled at his parents, but they didn't seem to hear them at all. They were still busy, chatting without saying a word, and never looked at Sun Huo's position from beginning to end. He used his hands.
He tried hammering, hitting with a stool, and tried every method he could think of, but Sun Huo still couldn't get out of his room.
Lying on the invisible wall, Sun Huo knelt down weakly, tears streaming down his face. "Dad, mother, Huo'er is here, Huo'er is here."
Just when Sun Huo was burying his head in tears, he suddenly heard a violent "bang" sound. He quickly looked up and saw that the two leaves of the gate had fallen to the middle of the yard. A general wearing exquisite armor was walking slowly.
He came in, holding a gleaming nine-ring sword in his hand.
"Marquis Jinwu!" Sun Huo couldn't help but screamed after seeing the face of the person coming clearly. His mind was in confusion, "How could this happen? What is going on?"
As if she heard a strange noise outside, Yilan ran out of the house. Sun Yuan quickly stepped in front of her and shouted: "Who are you? What are you doing?"
Sun Huo suddenly became anxious. He didn't care whether his parents could hear him or not. He got up and slapped the invisible wall in front of him desperately, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Father! Mother! Run away, run away!"
Marquis Jin Wu didn't answer, and walked faster and faster. Suddenly he rushed forward with a lunge, holding the nine-ring knife in both hands and slashed at it. "Quickly!" Sun Yuan suddenly pushed Yilan to the side, holding the ax and started
Meet the person coming.
Yilan staggered to her feet, glanced back, and ran out with a look of grief on her face. Before she had taken a few steps, she heard a shrill scream behind her.
He hurriedly turned around and saw that Sun Yuan had fallen to the ground and kept screaming. His right hand holding the ax fell to the side. Blood spurted out from the broken arm crazily, staining a large area of the ground underneath him red.
With one foot on Sun Yuan's abdomen, Jin Wuhou held the handle of the knife with both hands and thrust the knife's edge downwards.
"No!" Sun Huo and Yilan shouted at the same time.
The blood spurted out, and Sun Yuan's screams stopped abruptly.
Sun Huo suddenly sat down on the ground.
Before he could react, Jin Wuhou pulled out the sword, turned around suddenly and threw it.
With a "Puff" sound, another puff of blood spattered out. Yilan's eyes widened in horror, she lowered her head to look at the big knife on her chest, and then she also fell to the ground.
After opening his mouth, Sun Huo could no longer make a sound. At this time, there was only a blank in his mind, and he could not think about anything.
Marquis Jinwu came over and pulled out the knife from Yilan again. He thought he would leave right away, but saw him slowly turning around and heading towards Sun Huo's house. He grinned and stretched out his tongue to lick it.
A sinister smile appeared on his face.
Their eyes met, and the surging murderous intent rushed towards them. The sluggish Sun Huo suddenly woke up with a jolt. He saw Jin Wuhou in front of him walking towards Sun Huo's house.
Full of groundless fear in his heart, Sun Huo sat on the ground and backed away on his hands and feet. Not long after, he had reached the corner and had no way to retreat.
With a trace of prayer, Sun Huo thought that Jin Wuhou would also be blocked at the door and could not come in. The next moment, this last glimmer of hope was shattered. Jin Wuhou stepped into the house without any hindrance as soon as he raised his feet.
As he approached step by step, Sun Huo could already smell the strong smell of blood on his body, and saw the blood dripping from the broadsword falling to the ground drop by drop.
Arriving in front of Sun Huo like this, Jin Wuhou raised his nine-ring knife and slashed downwards. Already in danger of escaping, Sun Huo still instinctively raised his hands to block himself, making a squeaking sound in his throat.
At this moment, an invisible hand seemed to appear out of thin air, suddenly grabbed Sun Huo's collar and pulled him into the wall.
With a "ding" sound, the broadsword cut a crack on the ground, and Jin Wuhou stood up. Suddenly there was a blur of shaking, and the small courtyard, Sun Huo's room, Sun Yuan, Yilan and Jin Wuhou all seemed to be floating in the wind.
The fine sand suddenly disappeared and turned into endless darkness again.
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"I asked the doctors to tell you what kind of situation that little brother is in. Since noon, he suddenly had a high fever and his whole body was shaking. Now he is screaming and mumbling.
You guys have been watching for a long time without saying a word. The gang worships you, not just for decoration at this time."
In a quaintly decorated hall, several middle-aged and elderly people who looked like doctors were standing together with their heads bowed in silence. A handsome young man in gray clothes, with a flushed face, was taking long strides and walking hurriedly.