I broke out in cold sweat. I weighed the power of the moon spirit in my body, wiped the sweat from my forehead a little awkwardly, and then looked at the recovering little yellow dog. On the surface, I looked very calm, but in fact, I was panicking inside. rice.
The little yellow dog asked me: "Why are you sweating so much?" I smiled and said: "After fighting for so long, even you will be dripping with fragrant sweat. The difference is that mine is smelly sweat." The yellow dog's expression immediately turned into a smile, and there was a laughter like silver wind and bells.
Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women inside the wall smile. I said to the little yellow dog: "It's getting dark, let's take a rest, and you can recover quickly." The little yellow dog looked at me doubtfully, said nothing, and got into the backpack.
Watching helplessly as night falls, the color of the surrounding scenery changes. I looked into the distance for a long time and found no signs of danger, so I felt a little relieved.
But I was still worried, holding the black snake in one hand and the Baizetu in the other. I was nervous for a while, so I simply lay down on a relatively hard ground next to a bush, so that I could hear any movement.
By the way, thinking about the fight just now, my retaliate feedback needs to be improved. After thinking about it, maybe I was a little tired, and I gradually felt sleepy.
Suddenly, I felt very cold, and I was very strange. When I opened my eyes, the surrounding area turned into a snowy field, and the sun was shining brightly.
There is an excellent poem that says: The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles, and snow is drifting for thousands of miles. The silver snake dancing on the mountain, the original wax figure, dressed in red and plain, is particularly enchanting.
I quickly used the power of Suzaku to warm myself up, and then hurriedly opened my backpack and looked at the little yellow dog sleeping soundly, full of spiritual energy.
It seems that the storm spirit is not afraid of the cold. Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in the sky and lightning flashed. I was stunned for a moment. What was going on? Is there going to be another annihilation?
For whom. But things did not develop as I imagined. Instead, the style of the painting changed. Countless burning meteorites fell from the sky, and the surrounding area instantly turned into a sea of fire, accompanied by violent explosions and vibrations.
The smoke and dust in the sky made it difficult for me to see ten meters away. I picked up my backpack and ran. Suddenly my vision went dark and I lost consciousness.
When I woke up, I had returned to the real world. I was lying in the rental house of the demolition and resettlement house, with a high fever, so weak that it was difficult to even sit up.
Even so, I still struggled to open the backpack at hand to see how the little yellow dog was doing and whether his spiritual power had recovered a lot.
But after I opened it, I found only the bones of a puppy in the bag, which had long since weathered. I suddenly felt dizzy and even burst into tears.
Yinfeng died just like that, and he had been dead for so long. I have been like this for so long, how did I come back!
When I was about to get up and look outside, I realized that my legs were no longer working. I was going completely crazy now.
I wanted to call for help, but there was an unnamed call record on my phone, and there was no one's number. I tried to dial, and Feifei's voice came from the other side. I was very excited, and I didn't feel sad for the time being. .
But then came a voice that Feifei had never heard before: "You poor guy, don't bother me anymore. I can't afford a house, a car, and no savings. I won't follow you blindly. It was me before." I think you are a young talent. Now I am sober. Who am I going to live with? I was given a gift of two thousand taels of silver. You loser, just go on with your dreams. Just don't bother me. "Suddenly I felt that Feifei was so strange. She was not at all the knowledgeable, gentle Xiaojiabiyu I remembered.
Sighing, I collapsed on the bed helplessly, trying to remember what happened during this period. Why did everything change when I woke up? By the way, where is Yang Yi?
As for Xiao Qian, is he also dead? I tried to recall Huang Laoxie's phone number, but for some reason my head hurt and I couldn't remember it.
Suddenly, the door opened and Xiao Qian walked in. I was stunned, how could Xiao Qian still be alive and wearing the same clothes he wore when we first met.
I was in a daze and struggled to say a few words: "Xiaoqian, you, are you okay?"
"Okay, okay, is it you who called me Xiaoqian? Hand over Baizetu quickly, don't waste my time." I was stunned and asked: "Nan, Nanke, what are you doing, what is Bai Zetu? "
"Call me the imperial concubine. Stop pretending. If you don't hand over the Baizetu to me, I will let the landlady die in front of you."
