He looked into her eyes, how should he describe them?
What floats on the surface is like the calm before the storm, but buried deep inside is the turbulent waves.
"You are not Yan Yun! Who are you?" This thought flashed through Yan Hai's mind very quickly. The pain of tearing his scalp made him even more scared to death. Her eyes stared at him unblinkingly, as if she wanted to kill him. Chopped alive.
"Shut up."
Yan Yun slapped him again with his backhand, then looked at him and suddenly laughed, "I'm warning you to be honest, otherwise I don't know what I will do."
Her hands clenched suddenly, and the violent tearing sensation made Yan Hai burst into tears.
She laughed so hard that his heart went crazy, and he nodded wildly. It was a face that was obviously familiar to him, but it made him sweat all over, and he didn't dare to disobey her at all.
Yan Yun let go of his hand and threw him to the ground, then strode into his room.
"what are you doing."
Yan Hai suddenly felt bad, but the pain in his body made him unable to stand up for a while.
She looked back at him, weighed the stick in her hand in warning, and told him to shut his mouth for a moment, looking at her with fear and dissatisfaction.
"boom--"
The sound of electrical appliances being blown apart by wooden sticks was heard in the room, and Yan Hai was frightened when he heard it.
Yanyun looked at the laptop she had smashed with a blow, which she bought with her scholarship.
When she found out about this, she plucked up the courage to ask her parents why they did this, but what she got in return was ruthless scolding and Yan Hai's complacency.
Originally, she had no chance to go to high school, but because of her good grades, a school was willing to give her free tuition and give her a scholarship of 5,000 yuan a year. Her parents were jealous of the 5,000 yuan so they allowed her to go to school.
Through the open door, Yan Hai clearly saw her every move. She looked at the broken laptop, put one foot on it, and then looked at Yan Hai.
"My good brother, don't you like playing games? Why don't you come over and play?"
She smiled, and although she looked innocent, it was more terrifying than anything else in Yan Hai's eyes.
Yan Hai collapsed on the ground, shaking his head desperately, "Sister, I really know I was wrong."
"You're right, come over here and play."
She suppressed her smile and smashed the glass cabinet with an expressionless expression, scattering the glass all over the floor.
The glass shattered, and Yan Hai's heart became cold. He dared to believe that if he didn't pass, Yan Yun would blow his head off.
He endured the pain and walked over tremblingly, "Sister, it's broken and you can't play with it anymore."
When facing Yan Yun, his legs started to tremble, "Just because I am your brother, let me go."
She raised her head slightly and looked down at his humble begging for mercy, and for a moment she seemed to see her former self.
Anger and sadness welled up in her heart, she raised her hand high and swung the stick at him.
Yan Hai's pupils shrank sharply, his whole body became stiff, and his mind went blank.
"call out--"
The wooden stick whipped up a strong gust of wind and passed over his head, breaking the lamp on his left side with a bang.
Seeing Yan Hai's face turned pale with fright and his whole body trembling, she couldn't help but laugh, threw the stick on the ground, and strode out.
She laughed louder and louder, and the moment she opened the door to her home, she even burst into tears.
She raised her head and looked at the sky with a few stars hanging there. Tears instantly fell down her cheeks and disappeared into her neck.
She knew that it was all fake.
The kind-hearted uncle is fake, and the just and warm policeman is also fake.
She knew from the beginning that this was just a dream she had for herself, a dream trying to reconcile with her past.
"You are very smart."
In an instant, the whole world was shattered like paper being crushed by a shredder.
In the void, she was suspended, surrounded by fragments of memories, reminding her of everything she had experienced in the past.
"Since when did you know it was a dream? Don't you want to just continue like this and change everything?"
This was a lazy man's voice. He seemed a little surprised that she could come out so quickly, "You have so much and learned so much in the world of immortality. As long as you use it a little bit, you can change everything. Get on track and end this tragedy."
Yan Yun looked at himself crying among the fragments due to various sufferings, and couldn't help but reach out his hand to touch.
As her fingers penetrated the fragments, she came to her senses again and said very seriously, "I want the truth, not the lies."
She opened her hand and squeezed hard, and the memory fragment turned into a streak of smoke and disappeared into the void.
After getting rid of her original family, someone always told her, you have to be grateful for everything you have experienced in the past, otherwise how could you become so strong and sensible now?
She didn't agree, why should we praise suffering? If she could know in advance, she would rather not be born.
She can face everything in the past and will not forget it, so she works harder than anyone else because she wants everyone to know that bright flowers can bloom in suffering.
But this time, her mood also changed.
Why must she return to that world through wealth? This world of immortality is so fantasy. If she can break through the secret of time and break the confinement of space, then why can't this dream come true?
The owner of that voice said nothing for a long time.
"I've passed the fourth level, right? What's the reward?"
"Let's wait. There's still someone who hasn't come out yet. I'll tell you when he comes out. We need to keep the mystery."
"Oh" Yan Yun was a little disappointed, hoping that the reward would not disappoint her.
But someone else actually came in, and she was a little curious who it could be.
Because there are still people breaking into the fourth level of the secret realm under the sea, the secret realm cannot be closed yet. At this time, there is a crowd of people standing outside the secret realm.
The atmosphere was a bit solemn, not as relaxed as it seemed.
After all, being in this secret realm is really a test of people's hearts. There is no one here who has not been tricked. Now everyone dislikes everyone, and everyone feels that the other party has bad intentions!
But it was not quiet, there were still disciples discussing in low voices.
"Who is this Qingyun Sect Lu Shaoyun? I have never heard of him."
"You're a disciple of a small sect, I've never heard of it. These more than 40,000 points are almost as many as our entire sect!"
"Stop talking, who is this Xiaohu? He seems to be a casual cultivator, he's too strong!"
"Yes, a casual cultivator actually scored more than 10,000 points. I just don't know if he can pass the fourth level. If he can't, he will be miserable."
Feng Lan listened to their discussion. Although he was not talking about himself, he felt inexplicably proud in his heart. The hidden dark horse was actually his good friend. How embarrassing it would be to tell him!
"Dear girl, I am the patron saint of the secret realm under the sea. Since you have passed the fourth level, you can now fulfill one of your wishes."
A man with a handsome face and sparkling special effects appeared in front of her and asked with a smile.
Yan Yun, who had been waiting for a long time, finally heard his voice and fulfilled a wish?
Her eyes lit up and she said without thinking, "I want one million billion."
"Ok, no problem."
"Wait a minute, what did you say? How many trillions?"
But the next second, the sparkling patron saint's smile froze slightly.
"Didn't you say that you could grant one of my wishes? Isn't this very difficult for you?"
Yan Yun said confidently, "As a patron saint, you can't even afford a mere one million yuan, right?"
"Host, aren't you afraid that he will strangle you to death?"
Duocai, who was finally able to speak, looked at the patron saint whose smile was gradually disappearing, and couldn't help but worry.
Yan Yun: Shut up, it depends on whether you can reach the pinnacle of your life this time.
"A mere? One million billion? A mere one million billion! Say it to me again!"
The sparkling patron saint showed a dumbfounded expression, "Do you know what you are talking about, stupid human race."
