"I can feel the power in your body from a very far away place, getting stronger every time."
In the misty clouds, a soft and light voice came, and it was impossible to distinguish between male and female.
Su Baiyi opened his eyes and found that he was once again stepping on the clouds. Looking up was the sky full of stars, looking down was the vast mountains and rivers, and in the distance was the fairy island shrouded in clouds and mist.
"It's you again?" Su Baiyi asked in shock.
"It's me." As a scream came, a crane suddenly broke through the clouds and stopped in front of Su Baiyi. A man in white appeared out of thin air and landed on the crane, with his hands behind his back.
Smiling slightly at Su Baiyi.
The last time I met Su Baiyi, there was still a layer of clouds surrounding the man, making it difficult to see his face clearly. But this time, there was no longer any clouds blocking the face, and the man's face was clearly visible. It was an exquisite face.
There was no flaw to be found, as if the Creator had carved it out of the most perfect jade in the world. It was flawless but cold and pale. The face looked like that of a teenage boy, but there was something in his eyes.
A sense of indifference that sees through the world.
"You look a bit like me when I was young." The man said lightly.
Su Baiyi looked at the man in front of him warily: "Aren't you young now?"
"Just kidding." The corners of the man's mouth raised slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes. "When I was young, the mountains and rivers were not what they are today."
"You want to say you are a god?" Su Baiyi asked.
"You can be me." The man suddenly said.
Su Baiyi scratched his head: "But why should I be you?"
"If you become me, you can live as long as heaven and earth." The man said solemnly.
"But I just want to live as long as my beloved." Su Baiyi replied.
"Huh?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Have you ever heard of a saying that you don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but you want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day?" Su Baiyi asked.
The man gently shook his sleeves: "I seemed to have heard of those people when they died."
"Who are you?" Su Baiyi subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but found that his waist was empty.
"I am a god." The man reached out and caressed Su Baiyi's face. Su Baiyi hurriedly took a step back.
"And you." The man withdrew his hand, "You are God, the reflection left in the world."
"Madman." Su Baiyi shook his head, "I must be too tired, so every time I dream, I dream about you, this madman."
"Su Baiyi, Su Baiyi, Su Baiyi." A voice suddenly came from above the clouds, the voice was gentle and pleasant.
"Senior sister." Su Baiyi said happily.
"Is this the beloved you are talking about?" the man asked.
"If you want to take care of it, I don't want to talk to you anymore." Su Baiyi looked around, "How can I get out?"
"This is your dream, not mine." The man stepped back with a smile.
"No matter." Su Baiyi shrugged, took a step forward, jumped up, broke through the heavy clouds and mist, and fell into the sea reflecting the stars. Then the clouds, the fairy mountains, the stars,
The sea broke into fragments in an instant, and then dissipated like smoke, leaving only endless darkness, and Su Baiyi kept falling in this endless darkness.
"Playing... it's too big." Su Baiyi shouted in horror, and then desperately tried to hold onto something to stop his fall. In his dizziness, he felt something shaking in front of him, and he immediately grabbed it.
Hold on.
The darkness dissipated in an instant.
There is sunlight shining in.
Warm as a spring day.
Su Baiyi opened her eyes, and what came into view was a purple shirt.
Warm in the arms and fragrant to the nostrils.
He suddenly realized something. Senior sister Nangong Xi'er loved Zishan the most.
He immediately let go of his hand, swallowed at his senior sister, and was prepared to be beaten violently. But Nangong Xi'er just stood sideways by the bed, stretched out his hand to smooth his forehead, and asked lightly
: "Having a nightmare?"
"It's not a nightmare. At least the scenery is pretty good. The sea, stars, rivers, fairy islands, clouds, and mists. There's just a guy with a bad mind who keeps saying some incomprehensible things to me." Su Baiyi scratched his head.
"What did I say to you?" Nangong Xi'er walked back to the table and poured a cup of hot water.
"Last time I said I was a visitor from Yingzhou, this time I said I was a god or an immortal..." Su Baiyi turned over and climbed out of bed.
Nangong Xi'er stopped pouring water and frowned slightly: "Have you seen him?"
"No, I've never seen him before. I just started dreaming about this person after I fell asleep at Yunjing's place last time." Su Baiyi rubbed his eyes, "A guy who is neither male nor female. He keeps talking.
I won’t mention it anymore, I must have read too much in my childhood. Oh, by the way, why did I fall asleep again?”
Nangong Xi'er handed the hot water to Su Baiyi: "Drink a glass of water."
Su Baiyi looked at the hot water in his hand and suddenly remembered: "I remembered, I was poisoned! This Castlevania is really not a good thing, and it poisoned me after the first meal. Senior sister,
Let’s run!”
Zhao Xiaqiu gently knocked on the door: "Miss Nangong, Mr. Su."
"Please come in." Nangong Xi'er replied.
Zhao Xiaqiu opened the door and walked in. After looking at Su Baiyi, he nodded slightly: "The city lord invites you to come over and have breakfast together."
Su Baiyi walked up behind Zhao Xiaqiu and poked his spine with one finger: "I poked your spine. You agreed that you would sincerely invite us as guests, but you poisoned us when we first came? Don't say it was just to make me
Have a good night's rest and drink the poison specially, then I will thank you."
Zhao Xiaqiu looked helpless: "I have already apologized to Miss Nangong."
"If an apology is useful, why do you need six doors?" Su Baiyi retracted his finger, "Tell me, which bastard poisoned me, I will go to him to settle the score now."
"It's me." Yan Xiaotang appeared outside the door pushing a wheelchair.
"It's you." Su Baiyi jumped in front of Yan Xiaotang, waved his right hand, and looked at him fiercely.
Yan Xiaotang also looked up at Su Baiyi.
"Forget it, I won't hit the disabled." Su Baiyi turned and left.
"Presumptuous!" Yan Xiaotang shouted angrily and slapped the back of the chair heavily with his hand. A small arrow flew out from it and shot at Su Baiyi's back.
Zhao Xiaqiu took a step forward and chopped down the arrow with one sword.
Su Baiyi walked to Nangong Xier's side: "Senior sister, are you leaving or staying?"
"We can't leave." Nangong Xi'er shook her head and said, "Go see City Lord Mo."
"Wait a minute." Yan Xiaotang shouted.
Su Baiyi turned around: "How can you be so reasonable after being poisoned?"
"Leave a drop of your blood." Yan Xiaotang said.
"What did you say?" Su Baiyi said angrily, but as soon as he said the words, he felt the true energy surge inside his body. Perhaps because of the recent frequent fights in dreams, his body was already extremely weak, and because he was angered by this inexplicable guy, his true energy was moved.
Angry. He hurriedly reached out, picked up a cup on the table, and started vomiting blood into it.
Finally, he vomited out half a cup of blood.
"Give it, give it, give it all to you." Su Baiyi casually handed it to Yan Xiaotang.
Yan Xiaotang took the teacup with a strange look on his face, and Nangong Xier and Zhao Xiaqiu were even more stunned.
Chapter completed!