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It's this feeling again...
How long would this terrible burning sensation be tormenting her...it seemed like it would never end.
Ningxia's consciousness gradually turned from clear to blurry, and her eyes were gradually covered by a thickening blush, sinking into a sea of red.
What's wrong with her again...
The breeze stirred up, carrying a moist scent mixed with the fragrance of grass, brushing over the skin on the face, giving people a feeling of being soaked in the soft spring light.
It's a bit too comfortable. Is this the kind of treatment you only get in dreams?
By the way, what was she doing before? It seemed like... she passed out again, right? Faint again...huh?
The man lying on the grass took a breath, and his naturally closed eyes trembled slightly, as if he was testing something.
Then the ground took in a sharp breath as if it was breathless, like a dead fish coming back to life. It jumped up like a fish and looked around with a confused expression.
Where is this?
The familiar recipe, the familiar taste, and the similar opening method were so old-fashioned that her brain automatically produced a subtle feeling of "Oh, that's it."
Ning Xia straightened up and barely remembered the situation she was in now. Look around again, ah... where did you land again?
There was no sign of Xie Shi around.
Ningxia took a general look and found that he seemed to have unlocked a new place.
This is a vast plain, with patchwork grassland as far as the eye can see, but the slope is limited and you can see it all at a glance.
At present, the only visible prominent presence besides herself is probably the giant tree not far away.
Hiss... Why does this tree look a little familiar? Ningxia's mind was stuck for a while.
After a while, Ningxia suddenly came to her senses and realized, hadn't he just seen such a tree before he fainted? But she remembered that the towering tree she saw before didn't seem to look like this, and the one in front of her seemed to be "younger".
Ning Xia thought for a while and finally stood up. She didn't feel any discomfort. The spiritual power in her body was so smooth that it was shocking. The inexplicable burning sensation and the addictive pain never appeared again.
Ningxia stood up and took a few tentative steps. It was good. There were no landmines on the ground for the time being.
I was lying on the ground unconscious just now, but now I stood up and listened in all directions. It really felt like this place was so quiet, there was no sound at all. The only sound left in the world was the rustle of the wind blowing through the leaves and her breathing.
She closed her eyes slightly and thought for a while, then finally focused her gaze on the giant tree not far away.
Although the shape and size had changed, and the details of the branches were also different, after looking at it carefully, she finally determined that this giant tree was the sycamore tree she saw before she fell into coma.
So where is this? Is it reality or a dream?
As the old rule goes, go to the "demon mirror", no...it's a little black box.
Ningxia likes to use the little black box to judge whether she has been brought into an illusion or a real scene. If the little black box cannot be contacted, it is usually a fictitious scene such as an illusion or a dream. If it can be contacted normally, it is often a real scene and even normal access.
Of course, there are occasional deviations, but based on this standard, you can generally find the right direction.
But this time there was something unexpected... Ningxia was slightly shocked. She was able to successfully connect to the little black box, and she felt like she could get in at any time if she wanted to. Could it be that she guessed wrong, that this sycamore tree was not the one she saw before she fell into coma?
Also, she suddenly remembered the sycamore spirit tree she saw before she fell into coma. The place where it grew was completely barren. Not to mention such a soft lawn, there were not even any extra grass roots. If this is the same place... these grasses cannot grow in the blink of an eye.
And there was still some doubt. She remembered that she came with Xie Shi. If this is the same place as before, it is impossible for the other party to disappear without a trace. Ningxia suspects——
It is very possible that he was moved to another place without realizing it.
But no matter whether he changed to a new map or not, he always felt that the key point and breakthrough point was it - Ningxia subconsciously looked at a certain "coordinate" that had always been standing.
In that case, why not take a look? So Ningxia boldly moved closer to the sycamore tree.
It's amazing. Although I was instinctively wary of this strange sycamore spiritual tree, a strange feeling arose deep in my heart. The closer I got to this spiritual tree, my guard would gradually soften and loosen.
For some reason, Ningxia always felt that this sycamore spiritual tree would not harm her, and as time went by, she strangely developed a natural closeness to the spiritual tree.
Wanting...to be closer and closer...to this presence that made her feel comfortable.
Ningxia knew that her current state was very abnormal. Because under normal circumstances, she would not be able to walk around in a strange place at will, nor would she be able to approach an unknown and dangerous existence at will, let alone act in a hazy and instinctive manner as if controlled by some kind of force.
But she just couldn't control it. Everything seemed to be guided by some irresistible force, and she saw herself heading towards a certain destined result with a clear mind.
The outer layer of the trunk is slightly moist, exuding a strange pine wood aroma. Although Ningxia didn't know why the sycamore tree smelled like rosin, but compared with the smell she smelled in her previous life, the smell of the sycamore tree could already be said to be refreshing.
Ning Xia placed her palms on the surface of the spiritual tree, holding on to the trunk. Through this not-so-close contact, she felt the vigorous vitality of the spiritual tree. With that unfathomable aura, she didn't even dare to let her soul spread out, lest she drown in that terrifying torrent.
"Plop -" Ning Xia suddenly opened her eyes, rolled her eyes, and the voice suddenly disappeared again.
She looked around in shock, but couldn't find anything wrong.
"Plop!" Another sound.
Ning Xia felt that her breathing was a little short, and the sound of her heartbeat was ringing in her ears. It was somewhat similar to the "thumping" beating frequency just now, but there was a clear difference.
If it wasn't her own heart beating, what was that sound?
"Plop, puff, puff..." "Boom, boom, boom..." This strange sound is still irregular, but when it stops for a long time, it seems to reveal a strange and regular rhythm. It's long and sometimes short, sometimes like a roar in the ears, sometimes as thin as a mosquito or fly, it's very strange.
There was nothing above or below, and there was nothing all around. Ningxia no longer dared to imagine that her eyes still naturally fell on the link in the palm of her hand touching another living being.
These sounds like the rhythm of the heartbeat...are coming from the sycamore tree in front of me.
