Coming to this world, Liming kept thinking about what to do. The Jialuo that he was so worried about now was finally sent to his end. Liming tried hard to recall the embarrassing appearance of running. However, no matter what, he was just left.
The eyes were hazy. The priest named Dunda and the priest whose name he couldn't even remember still couldn't make Dawn think of anything more. They were just passers-by. Dawn looked at the slowly shrinking void.
In the field, Cyril on his shoulder hummed a simple melody. He had gone through too many killings, hadn't he? He had also seen too many deaths, and he kept witnessing the fall of these companions who looked similar to himself. The initial feeling
Compassion gradually turned into relief, and he also transformed from a friendly ordinary person to a mercenary who wields a knife and abuses him. He has changed too much, but Liming knows that he is only on the road.
"Hey!" Just as Dawn was about to withdraw from the void realm, a bit of cold wind surged in front of her eyes, and her pupils were illuminated by a circle of bright gold. Without thinking, Dawn took out her weapon and tore it out in front of her. The scene that Tong Po conveyed to Dawn was a flowing scene.
If the magic flow is an unreal object,
The swirling wind accumulated in his mind and formed a clanking buzz. The soul power gathered. Dawn's pupils shrank, and a silhouette of a group of dirty air flashed across the spiritual world. Although it was only the first time it entered the spiritual world of Dawn, it was still interested in this strange place.
There is no strange feeling in the world, and it goes straight to the synchronized essence
The divine world forms the projected body of Dawn, and the weird creaking sounds continue to echo in the huge spiritual world before the figure approaches Dawn. Sound wave tracks visible to the naked eye emerge around Dawn. When the figure hits Dawn, he is
The twin swords that Dawn gathered at random
Cut in half, the sound patterns floating around Li Ming were retracted, and the numbness caused Li Ming to freeze. The next moment, Li Ming saw that the body of the figure who had been cut apart by the knife edge was split on both sides, one on the left and the other on the right.
, the absurd familiarity made Dawn suppress her subjective slowness and rush forward to dodge.
"Buzz!" The sticky glue passed along the arms to the torso, and the cool and faint stimulation of being soaked in the liquid spread to the core of the body as the glue solidified. The blood vessels were input with cold liquid, and gathered along the scattered veins to the heart.
, the liquid that could not be warmed by the blood in the blood vessels and flowed into the heart all condensed into ice slag, which made Li Ming extremely uncomfortable, even frightened, these liquids were connecting
Leading from the neck to the brain, these strange and strange feelings reminded Li Ming of the time when he was hanging bottles without a heater in the winter. At that time, he could at least have blood to dilute the coldness, but now he can only be soaked by frost, and his consciousness will be lost due to the frost.
Are the blood vessels in the brain frozen and lost? The helplessness of seeing oneself slowly lose control of the body makes Dawn seem to be falling continuously.
"..." However, Li Ming just felt that his body was soaked in cold air from the inside out. His body in the spiritual world leaned back and he fell down.
"Now, who do you think you are?" Li Ming heard Xi Ruier's voice, and he saw that the spiritual world was still full of light, and in the city filled with magic shops, the reflection of the stream flowing into the distance could not be missed.
Shore scenery.
"I am Li Ming, a dead fat man, no, now I am a mercenary." Li Ming answered without thinking, what is the situation now? What about the duel of soul power? What about the nourishment of Dawn's power? Why does everything happen when there is a fight?
Can't do it?
"Do you really think so?" Cyril appeared in front of the dawn, the sun's first flare on the mountains spread out on her forehead, her loose witch robe, and the golden crystal on her chest leaned down slightly as she
His eyes swayed in front of him.
"The enemy should stop making such jokes now. If you can help, do so. If it's inconvenient, just put me in front of the enemy. The situation outside is so serious, so don't always raise questions about who I am.
Maybe you are a god and love philosophy, but I need to solve these troubles. Although I really want to play like I did at the beginning, reality tells me that it can’t be done. Cyril, let me go." Dawn thought she would be able to say these words.
It was very urgent, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I unconsciously slowed down.
"It can only be said that Liming is still not confident," Xireer held Liming's arm and helped him up, staring at each other, "Have your clothes been packed? Has your hair been styled? Do you want to go somewhere?"
"..." There was strong confusion and confusion on Liming's face, but he remained silent for a moment and looked at Xi Ruier.
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"How has Dawn viewed her actions all this time? For us? Master the power and embrace power?" Cyril stroked Liming's cheek. She was already standing tall, "Walking in the name of an envoy of God? You
Do you feel tired? Do you still feel that you are just a space apostle who has just come to this world, and that gods are still far away from you?"
"Let me tell you, you can already do a lot of things." Xi Ruier's clear and warm golden eyes, her plain white nose dyed orange, her bright red lips and Li Ming's face met each other, and her slender jade bracelets
On Liming's chest, the cold ice suddenly broke, and the temperature of Liming's body warmed up again, and memories of the past flashed before his eyes.
Are you there? Are you there?
The person sitting in front of the window did not respond. The last ray of light was about to sink in the evening sky, and the scene in front of him instantly collapsed into darkness. There were pictures in front of his desk, and he was still being called.
Standing, it said "Are you there, are you there?", making a noise to the confused young man. It was as dull as thunder outside the door. This was the only space where he could stay at peace.
As long as you don't act too weird, you won't be discovered, and the noise outside the door should be over, probably.
"Click," he closed the window opposite him and fumbled to turn on a lamp in the darkness. The pale light spread the clutter in the small room in front of the young man. He threw himself on the bed, thumping.
The sound kept beating outside, as if the band was about to welcome Goldman Sachs and beat the beat with all its strength in response to the audience's expectations. Will the room outside the door be torn to pieces? Will he be found?
"No need to say any more, let's go, let's go now!"
"Try taking a walk!"
"..."
Will it be a day, a week, a month or a year? How should it be calculated? It can no longer be calculated. He looked at the bed curtain and his eyes began to close. Maybe when he opened his eyes again, he would not see the familiar sight.
Did that happen to the ceiling, two or three times? He really hoped that they would confirm his question, but in fact they were just silent. What kind of look did that look like? Love, pity or sadness?
The noise started to disappear completely from a certain moment, should we celebrate? He picked up the small object in his palm, and from here, he received the "knocking" of "their", and because of this,
The noise outside the door became more complicated. It shouldn't have been as complicated as it is now.
"Kaba" the door was opened, and he felt in a daze that he was as scared as if he opened his eyes one day and didn't see the familiar ceiling, because the mutation point had been refreshed? There would be more differences, outside the door
Will the noise return because of this? He didn't know. He walked out of the room numbly and tasted a meal of unknown meaning. When he returned to the room, he saw a new "little thing" appearing on the bed.
They said it's called a smartphone.
The world became wider and wider, with a double layer. From the inside to the outside, and then from the outside to the inside, more and more knocks on the door appeared. However, the noise completely subsided. The long time was meaningless.
Everything seems to have become simpler. There is only one type of noise left to fight against. He will still regret whether he has to come into contact with the original "little things". No, if possible, he wants to reject the noise.
, nothing more.
"It has appeared several times in a row, so it doesn't mean it is just a coincidence. It is recommended to be hospitalized for observation. Although he has not shown any obvious aggressive tendencies for the time being, his contact with the outside world does not seem to be that close, right? You are his immediate family members.
Really? No? Then I'm sorry. I just suggested that for the vast majority of situations, the suggestion I just made should be very pertinent."
It turns out that it was not a prank by these weird friends like "Are you there?", he seemed to have really opened up the world to different people and different spaces.
"Don't go, it's best not to contact him"
After that, Li Ming heard another sound in the room. He lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. Everything was asxs, wasn't it? This means that everything is moving towards a certain trajectory, doesn't it?
"Is there anything special you need to tell me?"
"Can he come back?"
"Of course, as I said, this is just to calm down the spirit better, it is not mandatory."
"When can we go see him?"
"Any time, always welcome."
Really? Is that so? He couldn't see the familiar ceiling. The space had changed. It didn't move in a certain direction. He had changed, so he was very angry. However, after a long time, he could still be honored.
Seeing the familiar ceiling, the sunlight seems to have become very fresh. Has it gotten better?
"Is he a person here? He doesn't look very much like him."
"When using these electronic devices, he looks like a normal person, but he still belongs here. Do you want to change rooms?"
"Well, it's best to be alone."
"I thought you would be thinking about common topics with the others."
"I think that kid just needs to calm down. He will get sick if he stays with those people for a long time!"
"Please note that there is no need to say that word here. Give your child a quiet area to calm down and be considerate of others."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Thank you so much. With such a considerate person like you here, I think I can feel a little more at ease."
"Thank you for your trust."
Is this another kind of compensation to replace the noisy conversation? Although it is annoying, it should be considered good, but the time when you can see the ceiling seems to be getting shorter and shorter. What is going on? Is it impossible to go back?
Already?
The sound of "tick-tock-tock" continued in Li Ming's ears. He adapted to it and only hoped that he could see the ceiling again.
"ACG, book, game, what is that?"
"The holy land of dead fat people."
"..."
"I'll give you the link and feel it for yourself!"
"It seems like a long time has passed?" Li Ming turned her head and looked at the person who suddenly came.
"Yes, do you want to chat?" Her voice was gentle.
"What did I say?" Li Ming's tone was stagnant.
"Think about it, will you feel more relaxed when you focus on doing the things you like to do?" she said.
"Well, I don't have anything else to think about. It seems really easy." Li Ming nodded slowly, "Do I want to do more of this?"
"You should also pay attention to protecting your eyesight," she pointed at her eyes. "If you stay there for too long, you will get tired."
"Every time I feel uncomfortable, I will lie in bed and sleep." Li Ming sat up from the bed slightly, "There seems to be a lot of uncomfortable times here."
"Really? Then have a good rest, and then you can do it again." She turned around and closed the door.
"Really?" Li Ming opened her eyes, and her eyes were clear... (Ending 1)