In reality, Jie Lan also showed an expression of pain because of being entangled by this nightmare. She still covered her chest with her hands, her face was painful and desperate, even her breath had gradually weakened, and the white tree vines would She entangled more tightly, almost embedded in her flesh.
05 The Pain of the Mind
The black pig on the side was trembling in pain as well, groaning because of the grief of the dream.
He dreamed that he was walking on a fairy mountain. This mountain was built with a magnificent temple, and many goddesses shuttled between the temples, suddenly the fragrance was filled with clouds and mist, and the goddesses were dressed in light veils, flying in this space. , They are beautiful and moving, and those immortals are even more arrogant, proud and inferior. The black pig bows his head and walks among the halls of the fairy mountain. Every step he takes, he hears one The fairy sneered and laughed, "What an ugly half beast, there will be such a half beast on the fairy mountain." "Where is such an ugly beast, don't leave soon, so as to avoid death."
The black pig seemed to be stab at the body, it stayed there, not knowing what to do
Just as it was panicking, it suddenly saw a fairy in a white forged robe flying towards with a sword, and said: "You humble half-beast, you don't suffer sins and repentance in the lower realm, but you dare to come here. Don't want to live anymore? Look at the sword!"
The black pig was so scared that he couldn't move like a wooden man. The sword pierced him and he couldn't avoid it. The sword pierced his chest, and a powerful white light enveloped him. The black pig called out in pain, but himself The call did not arouse anyone’s concern and sympathy. The laughter of those goddesses became more excited and frantic. The black pig’s will weakened little by little, and he thought countless times in his heart, why did I become like this, why I want to accept your punishment, why should I obey my fate and die.
Suddenly his will to survive became stronger, and his short and chubby body began to change, turning into the form of a monster pig. The big mouth like a blood basin, sharp fangs, and flowing saliva made him a little ugly. It seemed even more terrifying. The fairies were first taken aback when they saw the black pig after the change, and then smiled: "It turns out that his true face is even more contemptuous. Such a vicious half-beast shouldn't exist in this fairy mountain. Kill it!" "Yes, even if it dies, no one will be sad for it, ah, what a poor half-beast." After that, there was another sharp, sarcasm laugh.
No one would be sad for him. The black pig was stupefied by these words, and even lost his instinct to resist in the end. It lost all thoughts, and his humble heart gradually became silent, as if he only hoped to die, so as to be relieved from the pain. .
In reality, the black pig, who was entangled by white tree vines, also showed a look of despair. He didn't even struggle again, and his will was so deprived, occupied, and eroded.
The white-haired Qi Xue clutched the bark fiercely, and she was generally immersed in a nightmare that was difficult to extricate herself from. This nightmare made her suffer and made her desperate. The tears from the corners of her eyes came down, her slender and small hands were tight. Tighten tightly, as if the only way to make yourself feel at ease.