With the echo of the sound of vicissitudes, Wang Baole, who was sitting there cross-legged, took a deep breath.

He wanted to know why Chen Han could have the next few lives, but he didn't, this question had long taken root in Wang Baole's heart, and now it ...... With the arrival of the eighth life, Wang Baole watched the rotation of the fog around him, felt the sinking of his consciousness, and muttered.

"I hope this time, it's not the same as before, nothing ......" Wang Baole closed his eyes, feeling his consciousness continue to sink, until it seemed to enter a whirlpool.

Subsequently...... It's familiar cold.

This coldness made Wang Baole's heart sink, and his self-consciousness still existed, making his already low heart even more depressed, and as his consciousness dispersed, after his consciousness perceived the surroundings, he saw the familiar darkness, which made Wang Baole sigh.

"Still not ......" Wang Baole was a little unwilling and tried to expand the scope of perception, but no matter how hard he tried his best, the final outcome was the same.

Cold, dark, lonely.

Wang Baole was silent, and was about to give up this useless move, but at this moment...... Suddenly, his consciousness fluctuated suddenly, and under this fluctuation, the feeling of sinking actually resurfaced again!

"This feeling ......"

Without waiting for Wang Baole to react, there was a loud roar in his consciousness, like a thunderbolt echoing, and with the explosion, his consciousness also disappeared directly at this moment!

I don't know how long it took, when Wang Baole's consciousness regathered, he forgot his name, forgot that he was comprehending his past life, and forgot everything.

He couldn't open his eyes, he couldn't lift his body, he didn't know where he was, he didn't know where he came from, what he could feel was that it was very cold all around, this coldness, it could penetrate the body and freeze the soul, all he could see was the darkness under his eyelids, boundless.

Besides...... There is another, more intense feeling, and that is...... Pain!

The overwhelming pain, like angry waves, drowned him again and again, and like a sharp blade, constantly dividing his consciousness, he wanted to scream, but he couldn't, he wanted to struggle, he couldn't do it, he wanted to pass out to avoid the pain, but he still couldn't do it!

He could only clearly experience this extreme pain in this cold and darkness, which made his consciousness seem to tremble, but fortunately, ...... Although the sensation of pain, like cold and darkness, has always existed since it appeared, as if it could exist for a long, long time, and seemed to have no end, the degree of its fluctuation has not increased.

I don't know how long it has been, Wang Baole, who was tortured by this severe pain, was exhausted, and he suddenly found ...... The sharp pain seems to be lighter, this is not an illusion, the pain is indeed slowly weakening.

But then weakened, as well as his consciousness, in the dissipation of this pain, a sense of slumber also appeared in his heart more and more.

Until the moment when the pain completely disappeared, his consciousness slowly fell into a deep sleep, and as he fell asleep...... As if everything was over, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged in the mist of the Heavenly Destiny Star, his body shook violently, and his eyes slowly opened.

This time there was no dazedness, some were just deep, after sitting there for a long time, Wang Baole's breathing was slightly short, he was very sure that when he felt another sinking before, his consciousness was dissipated, exactly the same as the experience of the previous five lives.

This illustrates...... At that time, I did succeed in realizing the eighth life before!"

"But my former eighth life, there are some special ......" Wang Baole lowered his head, his eyes showed a strange light, that kind of sharp pain, he felt his body tremble a little at the moment, but at the same time, it was the special experience of the former eighth life that made Wang Baole have a faint guess in his heart.

"It's not that I didn't have the first six and seventh lives, but for some reason, in those two lives, I fell asleep...... This slumber is unconscious coma, so ...... All I could feel was the coldness and darkness!"

"And the reason why I was in a coma in these two lives is directly related to the pain in the eighth life that I just realized, this pain...... Is it a kind of injury? The final coma is healing? Until the injury is finally healed, so there is the former fifth life, and I turn into a white deer?" Wang Baole's eyes showed thought, and after a while, he rubbed his eyebrows, he felt that all the fog about the past life, about the world, about the young sister Wang Yiyi, etc., was not clear due to the increase of clues, but ...... It's getting more and more blurry.

In the midst of a deep groan, Wang Baole looked up at Chen Han, and after the decisive intention flashed in his eyes, he pinched the trick with both hands, and the dark fire dispersed and shrouded in an instant, and the soul resonance was synchronized in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it ...... An even more incredible world appeared in front of Wang Baole's eyes!

Sky...... Far away, far away, so far that you can't see clearly, a blur, you can only see that its color is wood, this color is not monotonous, but with a warm warmth, so that people will feel comfortable after seeing.

As for the sun, it is also far, far away, blurry and almost invisible, and can only see a single source of light, emitting light and heat, making the whole world warm, and the ground ...... It's clear, it's white, boundless white.

As for the surrounding heaven and earth...... Maybe it was because the distance was too far away, it was as vague, but Wang Baole still faintly saw that there seemed to be countless tall things, as well as a terrifying aura that frightened him, but unfortunately, he couldn't see it clearly.

He didn't know what those were, but for some reason, everything here gave him a sense of déjà vu, but Wang Baole felt that he hadn't seen it.

"The outside world of the previous two lives was Wang Yiyi's boudoir, so this time...... Where is it?" Wang Baole was silently observing, and at the same time, he was also looking for Chen Han......

Yes, he was indeed looking for Chen Han, because after coming here, although he looked around, he didn't see Chen Han.

This is obviously unreasonable, and it also makes Wang Baole feel incredible, but no matter how he looks for it, he has not found the slightest trace of Chen Han in this strange world, as if Chen Han does not exist, and the blurring of the world also makes Wang Baole feel a little uncomfortable.

The feeling of being covered with a veil in front of his eyes made him unable to see the world clearly even if he tried very hard, just like in reality, a highly myopic person took off his glasses and saw everything he saw was basically what Wang Baole saw now.

This state lasted for a long, long time, until one day, Wang Baole saw a huge pillar, falling from the sky, as it approached, Wang Baole gradually saw that this pillar seemed to be a brush!

It is also dipped in ink...... This scene made Wang Baole's consciousness shake, and he also saw the hand holding the brush, which was a small hand, and before Wang Baole could see it clearly, the pen had fallen on the white ground, and with some kind of clumsy painting skills, he drew an even more clumsy villain......

As the little figure was painted, giggling laughter came from the sky, and at the same time, the little man who was painted seemed to be given life, and climbed up directly from the ground.

Wang Baole's consciousness fluctuated again, the brush fell again, and soon one after another little people were drawn in this way, and the owner of the brush seemed to find fun in this painting, in the days that followed, there were constantly villains being painted, until one day, in Wang Baole's heart was shaken, he saw that the brush seemed to be due to some accidents, trembled, and the little people drawn were obviously deformed.

It was a little man with long legs and short legs, and at the moment when the little man was drawn, Wang Baole immediately felt Chen Han's breath, and with the little man's struggle, everything around him was blurred, and it became clear in front of Wang Baole's eyes in an instant!

He saw the sky, the reason why it was wood, it was because the sky was the roof, and the white of the earth was a white paper, as for the surrounding nothingness, whether it was a tall building or a figure, it was a toy, as for the sun, the light source was a spar that emitted light and illuminated the whole room.

And the hand that holds the brush comes from a ...... Little girl who looks less than three years old!

Wang Baole's consciousness fluctuated, but he only swept it roughly, and he didn't have time to observe it carefully, because his main attention at the moment was on the raised brush, with the help of this brush in painting Chen Han and giving him life, a certain connection was established, Wang Baole's consciousness jumped suddenly, and actually moved from Chen Han's body to ...... In the ink of the brush!

As the brush is raised, it is constantly raised...... Wang Baole's consciousness fluctuated even more violently, until it ...... The brush left the earth completely and took him with him...... Leaving that world!!

"It's out!" Wang Baole's heart trembled, and an unprecedented expectation instantly appeared in his consciousness!