"This is impossible!"
Xie Ziyou's voice trembled with excitement, he paused for a moment, and then repeated: "Impossible!"
System: "Why is it impossible?"
It was next to Xie Ziyou's ear, and with a cold and ruthless voice, it said quietly: "Guan Heng is just a bunch of data, a bunch of data that has lost its use value and collapsed with the past world, why should the headquarters keep his existence, and put him in a safe place? He moved to the next world?"
Xie Ziyou's eyes widened in disbelief, his lips opened and closed helplessly.
He hastily turned his head and pointed to the front, intending to show the system the slender black figure in front of him.
Only then did Xie Ziyou suddenly realize that the surroundings were no longer the verdant grasslands, but a field of ice and snow, with heavy snow like goose feathers, and in an instant, the earth was covered in pure white.
The chill ran down the fingertips, climbed onto the back of the white hand, pierced the superficial layer of skin, and spread to the bones of the limbs along the meridians. The hot blood surging in the chest also slowed down a bit, and the slowed down blood gradually stagnated, passing through the thin The wrist showed a cold purple color.
The young man blinked his dazed peach blossom eyes, and his vision was vast, as if his eyes were covered with ice and snow, how could he find that handsome and handsome man
"... No, he is really Guan Heng!" Xie Ziyou licked his back molars fiercely, and insisted, "Just wait, I'll prove it to you!"
He tried to rush towards the direction where Xie Heng disappeared, but he didn't know when a thick layer of ice formed under his feet. He didn't know how many feet deep. The upper layer was transparent and crystal clear, and the lower layer gradually melted into darkness, as if the entire sea area was frozen under his feet, deep Ruyuan.
The boy tripped and staggered for a few steps before barely standing still.
"Youyou," the system sighed softly in his ear, "You can't protect yourself now, so you should think more about yourself."
The snowflakes fell on Xie Ziyou's warm skin, and instantly condensed into a thin layer of ice, and some fell on the eyelashes, freezing the slender eyelashes together, making it more difficult to see.
The boy trudged through the heavy snow step by step, lowered his head and murmured: "... what do you mean?"
Systematized into a bee, hovering in the air, a touch of pale gold is especially obvious in the snow-shrouded world, and wherever it goes, time and space seem to be imprisoned by a big hand, the rotating snowflakes stagnate in the air, the sound of the wind suddenly disappears, and the whole world Pulling away in front of Xie Ziyou's eyes.
It slowly stopped on the ice.
As if the sigh came from far away from the sky, it was long and far away, echoing heavily, echoed one after another in Xie Ziyou's ears, like thunder.
"Look at the ice beneath your feet," said the voice. "Look carefully."
Xie Ziyou couldn't help following the voice, attached himself to the ground, and buried his head deeply.
The cold made his limbs numb, and his fingers almost lost all feeling, but his eyesight was strengthened at that moment, his eyes were burning, and he could see under the ice layer—
There are many tall buildings, and pedestrians are as dense as ants.
The ice freezes their frowns and smiles, and the fast-moving and continuous flow of vehicles on the cascading elevated highway seems to be pulled off the brakes, and the water is cut off with a knife. Everything is always frozen in the moment of this cross-section.
All vitality died suddenly, and in the snow-covered world, everything melted into the boundless silence.
Xie Ziyou's eyes shrank slightly, and his fingertips tensed.
He murmured: "No, it's impossible..."
The young man lowered his head helplessly, almost sticking his eyelids to the ice, a layer of frost condensed on his eyelashes, his enamel-like skin could not bear the cold wind, and gradually revealed a tinge of extremely cold purple.
"Look, Youyou, you can't go back."
The sound of the system is like bells and drums thundering, exploding in the ears like thunder.
Something was laughing, joking and proud, shouting: "You can't go back, no host can really go home."
"You are just pawns, inexhaustible and cheap labor force, if you squeeze out the oil and water, you will be disposed of like garbage!"
"Like the Guan Heng you miss so much!"
Following the whistling cold wind, the coldness climbed up to the ankles, followed Xie Ziyou's slender legs over the waist, winding like a poisonous snake, and slowly climbed up the back.
Xie Ziyou's mind seemed to be trapped in a swamp, the cold made his sense of touch numb, as if countless hands were grabbing his ankles, laughing and pulling him down.
The wind and snow blocked his sight, and his limbs became heavier and heavier. The young man fell to the ground with a stiff back, but he still did not give up. He desperately grabbed the jagged ice beside him and dragged his body.
No, it's impossible.
Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth, thinking in a daze, how is this possible
But I don't know when the desperate mood started, and it became more and more uncontrollable when it showed up a little bit, roaring, revealing a hideous face——
"Youyou!"
"Youyou, it's dangerous! Wake up, wake up!"
A sharp shout sounded suddenly, like the sun splitting the dark clouds, breaking into Xie Ziyou's mind in an instant.
Xie Ziyou suddenly froze.
It's the sound of the system!
His eyes were suddenly clear, and the system's clear cry came straight into his mind. The stimulation was like a needle. Xie Ziyou blinked blankly, and suddenly felt that his eyelids were heavy and difficult to open and close.
Everything around quickly turned into thick fog, Bai Xue stopped suddenly, and then accelerated and flew in the opposite direction, like clusters of pure white cotton wool, the sky and the earth were reversed, and the scenery was distorted...
Xie Ziyou desperately opened his eyelids.
A ray of sunlight shines into the eyes, and a sweet fragrance smells from the end of the nose.
Waking up from a big dream, his head was dazed, Xie Ziyou blinked blankly, put his palms on the ground, and barely got up.
He was still on the original grassland, but the brocade clothes were rubbed into fine folds, and a long line was drawn from the area he crawled behind, the grass blades were flattened, and the petals were scattered.
The collar is covered with weed roots, and the sex is presented in front of him—
It is a colorful river.
The distance was extremely close, only a foot away, and he was lying on the ground, desperately reaching for his blue hands, trying to put his fingers into the river water.
Xie Ziyou: "...Damn it."
He was startled, and quickly withdrew his arm like a hot hand, and got up from the ground with a grunt. The sharp pain on the back of his hand was transmitted back to the cerebral cortex. Only then did Xie Ziyou realize that his arm was blue-purple from frostbite, his five fingers were stiff, and his joints were stiff. It seemed to be stuffed with ice, making it difficult to bend.
What the hell is this
Just now... I had a dream
But where and when do dreams come from? How can the scene in the dream be substituted into reality
A long sigh sounded in Xie Ziyou's mind, the familiar gentle voice was slightly different from the dream.
"Fortunately, I came back in time," the system said happily, "Youyou, do you know what the river in front of you is?"
"That is the branch of the legendary river Styx, which separates joy and anger, connects sorrow and joy, and connects life and death. Stepping into this river, the soul will be dyed in the dark, the living is fleeting, the dead are resurrected, all things and time and space Reverse the cycle."
"And what makes you fall into hallucinations is the nameless flower by the river, which can see through people's hearts and conjure up the most feared things in their hearts, luring people into this river."
"hiss."
Xie Ziyou covered his arms, and while healed his injury with profound warmth, he said in a bad mood; "Stop talking nonsense, what is your code name? Where did we first meet?"
The system couldn't help but smile: "Youyou, do you still doubt me? Don't be so troublesome. Fake dreams can't create the main god list and system space. Just look at your points and you will understand."
Xie Ziyou was dubious, pulled out the golden score sheet, and glanced at it casually.
The system added: "The information has been checked, and the data is correct. He... is indeed Guan Heng."
Xie Ziyou thought, nonsense.
He hastily turned his head, and this time he finally saw the familiar thin figure, standing upright in the breeze, with his back straight, his fine hair fluttering wantonly, and the sun was covered with a layer of shimmer like broken diamonds.
...but with a stiff expression and dull eyes, she was walking towards the river step by step.
The steps are extremely heavy, as if there is a mountain on the back.
The few people around were also very strange, with their eyes closed and their expressions painful.
Zhao Ruhao lay on the ground with his head in his hands, weeping loudly, almost dying of sobs.
Xu Wan'er was in a daze, grabbing the amulet around her neck and gesticulating on her wrist, as if she was holding a sharp knife in her hand and was hesitating where to start.
Cheng Chengbai's long sword was out of its sheath, with a solemn expression, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the void; only Pei Yunyin looked better, sitting cross-legged on the ground, pinching two magic formulas with his fingertips, but his brows were tightly knit together, and his face was slightly ferocious.
They are also confused by hallucinations, want to walk into that river
Xie Ziyou was in a hurry, hurriedly dragged his injured leg, staggered and rushed over, grabbed Xie Heng's shoulder and shouted: "Wake up, hello, Xie Heng!"
No one paid him any attention.
He couldn't even grab Xie Heng's shoulder, an extremely heavy force rushed out of thin air, knocked Xie Ziyou away, and pushed him aside.
Xie Ziyou stepped forward in a panic and opened his arms, trying to stop Xie Heng from advancing.
But no, he was knocked away again, and could only stare blankly at Xie Heng's expression of bitterness and hatred, each foot stamped almost an inch deep without stopping.
"Xie Heng!"
No matter how loud the shout was, it was as light as a gauze, blown away by the wind and not entering the ear of that person.
Xie Ziyou called the system anxiously: "What's going on? Why can't you wake up?"
"This... I couldn't wake up from the cry."
"But when you yell, I wake up!"
"Youyou," the system said distressedly, "I am talking directly in your consciousness, which is different from the shouts from the outside world."
Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth: "Then get into his consciousness!"
"Points..."
"Change immediately!"
The system stopped talking.
A moment later, a strange pale golden light enveloped Xie Ziyou.
In an instant, he seemed to be standing on a fast-moving car, and all the scenery was dragged by the wind and quickly flowed backwards. The thick fog suddenly rose, and the space in front of him gradually turned into pure white, and quietly, from a corner, traces of , dyed thick black.
After the darkness is completely shrouded, a faint light gradually emerges from far and near, like pieces of crystal broken glass, and it looks like a bright starry sky when viewed from a distance.
This is Xie Heng's consciousness
Xie Ziyou looked at it curiously for a moment, then cautiously stretched out his fingers and touched the nearest small piece of debris.
In an instant, a large number of lights, shadows and pictures hit him, and the long river of memory rolled up into raging waves. Every frame of the picture was of great importance. In a trance, Xie Ziyou vaguely saw a few pictures, which were very familiar...
"Found it." He heard the cheerful voice of the system.
A star was pulled closer, and the light quietly bloomed, quickly covering everything.
In the next second, the scene changed again, and it was really like a dream. The distance was blurry, but the near ones were clearly visible.
— It's a bathroom.
The young man with red lips and white teeth sat in the basin, resting his chin on his white hand, scooped up a handful of water in boredom, and poured it on his shoulders.
Transparent water droplets are like rain, falling on the delicately curved shoulders, rolling down slowly along the delicate and white skin, or soaking into the ink-like black long hair, or swirling playfully on the shoulder socket, dripping quietly down, submerged below the surface of the water...
Splash pieces of ripples.
… Fuck.
Xie Ziyou looked at the familiar face in front of him, the familiar bathtub, and the familiar screen standing quietly beside him. The exquisite landscape patterns were painted on it, shining brightly under the candlelight. Every line was deeply engraved in his mind. What you see every day.
This is called... a dream