When the girl gradually regained consciousness from a deep coma, she basically had no memory of what happened before the coma, and looked at the wonderful world in front of her, and the wonderful structure that shimmered with hundreds of billions of brilliance kept changing shapes, and it took a while to realize that this was a big house, a big house that was so vast that there was no boundary.

...... I—I must be dreaming. This dream is really weird.

How can there be such a big house in this world? Covering the sky and the sun, boundless, and vast...... It seems to be able to accommodate the entire galaxy, and people in it are as small as a drop in the ocean, as small as dust. What kind of majestic giants do such a house need to be used as houses? Could it be that myths and legends can hold up the sky with one hand, and even break through chaos? Does the giant that separates heaven and earth really exist?

The hundreds of billions of colorful stars that make up the big house, constantly flashing a little bit of brilliance, every moment is undergoing strange changes, sometimes forming an incomparably complex graphics, making people dizzy, but instinctively feeling that these graphics are similar to Tao patterns, which contain some deep-seated laws, which should be the embodiment of the law of heaven and earth, leading people to pursue, but it is difficult to grasp the true meaning.

How can such a magnificent scene exist in reality? Only in a dream can it be said that I should be in a fantastic dream.

...... Just why, I have such a dream?

Long Ling'er's consciousness was hazy, first he was intoxicated by the fantastic scene, and then this thought came to his mind and began to think. With this thought, the vague and incomplete picture in the memory flashed quickly in front of the eyes, and the battle experienced before the coma, bit by bit, all emerged in my mind.

In an instant, Long Ling'er's eyes widened, and her original half-conscious consciousness woke up all at once, followed by a wave of strong emotions surging into her chest, and the fully recovered memory made her highly excited.

Previously, he should have teamed up with Sister Bing Xin to fight against the strange god corpse of the Heart Demon Pavilion, and the danger of this battle was the most dangerous in his life. In the past, when he was in the pavilion, he always practiced with Yan Wushuang, and the other party often couldn't keep his hand when he fought, and his strength was not light or heavy at all, and he hit himself with a blow at every turn, or hit out and hit through several mountains in a row, if he didn't have the Sun Dragon battle body, he would have been killed by her a long time ago.

But also because he grew up under such a high-intensity sparring practice, along the way, he was simply injured and good, and he fought again, fought and injured, and finally grew up, and his combat power far exceeded that of his peers, and he never regretted it, and even was quite proud, feeling that such a sparring had survived, and even in the future, even if he faced the Heavenly Rank, he was fearless.

But now, I understand that Yan Wushuang may not have left her hand in the sparring, but this does not mean that she has made a full shot, or has made a serious move, especially, she has never shot with killing intent, this is the key difference!

That divine corpse was shot with absolute killing intent, which was an indiscriminate hatred for all the living, so what he encountered was not a potentially fatal sparring, but an absolutely fatal fight!

For a moment, in addition to being stunned, he also realized that he had experienced too few battles in his life, especially rarely encountered life and death fights, some of which were not available through ordinary sparring exercises, even if it was a high-risk exercise, it had to be a life and death struggle to learn those things.

Anyway, since he chose to go to the battlefield, but in the end he showed that he was not good at learning, then he deserved to die, and he had to admit that he lost, and he was not dissatisfied, nor would he be excited about it, but the accident at the end of that battle made him think back and sit still.

Miss Bingxin, she could have escaped before, at that time, she had clearly said that life and death were destined for her, and she had already retreated from the battlefield, but she made a special trip back to rescue herself, she had not known her for a long time, and she did not have much friendship at all, she was willing to do this step for herself, which can be said to be a heroic act of righteousness.

In the face of this courageous righteousness, he should share life and death with her, unless she escapes, he must not leave, even if he gives up his life, he should ensure her well-being first. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Miss Bingxin's body flashed red, as if there was some kind of life-saving hand, and when I saw it at the time, I was quite relieved, because if Miss Bingxin could leave safely, she would be at ease even if she died.

But...... Somehow, things began to go ridiculous.

Miss Bingxin's back hand did not teleport her away, but it fell on her own head, and only teleported herself, this is her sacrificing herself for others, and she sacrificed herself to save her comrades-in-arms?

However, I had never heard of such a talisman, and Miss Bingxin's eyes at that time were full of astonishment and accusation, looking at her eyes, as if she was looking at a betrayer, to say that this was sacrificing her life, in fact, it looked more like an accident.

As long as she thought of the last stunned look of the young lady, Long Ling'er couldn't sit still, and she wanted to kill herself immediately.

And at the moment when he was coerced by the red light and flew away through the air, the scene he vaguely saw was that the young lady was caught by the corpse, and the terrifying black and red qi covered the entire head, and the evil poison corroded, even if he was not dead, he was extremely seriously injured.

No matter what, since this matter started because of himself, he has the responsibility, he must see people in life and corpses in death, he must find the young lady, and then apologize to her or the Sima family.

The mood was slightly calm, Long Ling'er finally recalled the scene before the coma, and also clarified his thoughts, but he was too excited just now, and he was injured, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, only to find that his whole body was in severe pain now, and the remaining memories were also connected.

...... After being teleported out, he was seriously injured and his mind was no longer clear, and he seemed to have seen Situ Xiaoshu behind, although he didn't know why he saw her, but she should have placed the seriously injured herself, but ...... How did she settle herself? What kind of place is this?

The confusion in his heart was born, and he still couldn't understand whether he was dreaming or waking up now, but Long Ling'er suddenly heard a clear sound of the piano, someone was stroking the piano nearby, the sound was like water falling into a silver bottle, a bead falling on a jade plate, it was very crisp and beautiful, the music flowed, and his original anxious mood eased a little.

Follow the sound to look, but only to see a big and far away, suddenly appeared a colorful glazed platform, shaped like a lotus blooming, there is a person on the stage is sitting on the piano, five fingers playing, the expression is focused, the sword eyebrows are bright, the air is lofty, it is Wen to get sick.

Long Ling'er and this man, they can be regarded as old acquaintances who have known each other since childhood, but they have never seen this side of him, seeing him engrossed, he played a burst of agitated piano sounds, although he had no good impression of him before, but at this moment he still couldn't help but light up.

"Warm ......"

As soon as he said that, he suddenly felt numb all over his body, and his qi was exhausted, and Long Ling'er found that below his neck, he was now filled with tens of thousands of extremely fine light needles, dense, almost invisible The skin and flesh underneath were almost invisible, and they seemed to be invisible before, but when they wanted to exert their strength, these needles would begin to glow and appear, and they would completely block the qi veins around their bodies, unable to move, and even the power of the blood veins could not be used.

...... So he fell into the hands of Wen Quai? How could this be? Why did he restrain himself, what was his intention? But he should have been placed by Situ Xiaoshu, why did he fall into his hands, and how did he get it?

"Oh, you're awake? Wen Quzhi raised his head to speak, stopped playing the piano, got up and walked from the glazed lotus platform to this side.

Looking at the figure of this man approaching, the beautiful girl of the Long family raised her eyes and had an expression of disbelief, because although Wen Quzhi was walking towards her side, the agitated and beautiful sound of the piano did not stop, but continued to play, and became more and more high-pitched and excited, and did not pause because of his departure.

...... In other words, the sound of the piano was not played by this man at all, he was playing the piano so intently just now, and he was still on the top of the seven emotions, and the color changed as the sound of the piano flew, all of which were just pretending.

...... What kind of person is this! How could anyone be like this?

Unable to pronounce it in her mouth, Long Ling'er shouted as hard as she could in her heart, just like this, she saw Wen Qu's illness come to her, and looked down condescendingly, "I'm sorry, I was doing a little research just now, and it took some time." ”

Seeing that the beautiful girl in front of her eyes were about to bulge, and even her cheeks were bulging, it seemed that she had something to say, Wen Quzhi waved her hand, and the light needle was partially extinguished, Long Ling'er's throat was loosened, and she blurted out, "Research, what are you studying? Pretend!"

"That's right, I'm just studying pretending, I'm just studying, how to appear next, so that I can pretend to be the most imposing, and I can't be seen as a nouveau riche. ”

Wen Qu said triumphantly: "Do you know? I firmly believe that a good debut posture can fully play the role of the first voice, the enemy sees the natural heart of the first three points, you fight and then behave a little harder, pretending, he is cowardly in his heart for three points, and finally when it is critical, as long as he is slightly injured, he wants to run, and then he can take advantage of him when he runs, which is very convenient, otherwise if everyone has to fight with me until the last moment, you will really fight with me?"

Long Ling'er was dumbfounded when she heard these words, and she couldn't believe that someone could even pretend to be able to come up with a big truth, not ashamed but proud, but chewed carefully in her heart, and felt that it seemed that these words were not unreasonable.