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Chapter 195 Tranquility

Before Fumiko could say the last two words of "Wait for me", her voice was swallowed up by a burst of "absolute silence".

Not only the "voice", but also his person disappeared behind Yi with the duration of this "absolute silence" and "there should be two sounds here".

Muyi felt something was wrong and quickly looked back: there was no trace of Wenzi!

"Brother Wenzi——Don't scare me——Wenzi——come out——"

With a premonition of fear that she had never experienced before, Muyi's voice trembled and she called loudly towards the bottomless glacier below the slope.

The glacier did not emit the echo that a valley should have. It seemed that this "absolute silence" could completely block Muyi's "calling" in an instant, absorbing all the actions that Muyi heard that seemed like someone was walking behind her or approaching her.

The noise was actually caused by her own movements, but this sound came from directly opposite, which made her suspicious. She didn't know whether there was someone in the invisible place around her, or right next to her.

, and only invisible to her.

I shouted more than ten times in a row, but got no response.

Mu Yi began to regret a little, as she should not have mentioned that she wanted to go out for a "study tour" and engage in this five-day holiday adventure. This time, it was a good idea, and there were no people to explore.

She was puzzled. She didn't know whether Wenzi fell into the glacial abyss below, or was suddenly sucked into some "mezzanine space" by mistake, making her invisible, or whether he secretly "teleported" first.

"I wanted to scare myself when I returned to the country... In short, the expedition has not started yet, so finding people has become a priority.

This silly girl only pretends to be Wenzi in her heart, and is not worried at all about whether she will be trapped here and unable to go back. She is just worried about Wenzi's safety and life and death wholeheartedly.

In fact, we really can't blame Wenzi. He didn't want to suddenly withdraw from this intense "adventure". It was just a burst of internal anxiety that belonged to Xinwu's body, which caused his soul consciousness to deepen from layer to layer.

In the nightmare, he was forcibly pulled back to the room that belonged to him in the college dormitory. Under the moonlight, his body was tightening with strength, twisting and trance-like, while intersecting time and space, his body and mental consciousness

The struggling transition of regrouping.

This is an experience like being stripped of cocoons:

This interlacing of time and space, across the blue and white that quickly flips from left to right, is arranged like a waterfall and is "distressed", the fragmented serial display puzzle, and the piece below that is between khaki and orange.

The blurred floor patterns between yellows, these pictures, are flipping violently, and the speed is constantly accelerating, as if the accelerator key is suddenly pressed, these images are scrolling layer by layer, trying to turn back to the real world.

The moving real world. This difficult transition to restore the "reality" in front of you is extremely clear. Xinwu has a clear consciousness, and he can use his whole life to ensure that it is really clear without opening his eyes.

He could clearly see all these flips and patterns, and he could even clearly recognize and read the text in some of the patterns that were passing by quickly. It could be said that he knew it clearly, and he could even memorize it!

Xin Wu was filled with worries and unwillingness, and was forced to reunite his soul with his body, finally being able to mobilize his body in this life.

The dark bottom of the bed was still in front of him. The position of the moonlight projection had shifted. The light reflected to the bottom of Wang Li's bed was not as clear as the last time when he could clearly see the wood grain. The wood grain disappeared and returned to a dark mass.

Color block was shocked by the familiar snoring sound coming from the king who went to bed.

When it moves, it seems to be able to penetrate this layer of wood, making this layer of black block become shaky and swaying, as if it is alive, like a piece of driftwood on the water surface that is constantly testing the depth, floating and sinking, and he

, is sinking in the "water" of the air, staring at the movement of this piece of driftwood.

"stand up!"

Xin Wu's body didn't need any instructions at all. It was like a direct conditioned reflex. As soon as he regained his "consciousness" like a soul possessing him, he immediately sat up.

There was Wang Li's big towel hanging on the railing at the head of the bed. Xinwu grabbed it and put on a pair of slippers, got up and ran out the door.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

Finally, I endured it to the bathroom, and the "hot spring" that had just dragged Xin Wu away from Muyi and returned to this world finally burst out happily, without even the routine finishing "three nods".

What needs to be done is absolutely “all in one fell swoop”.

"Comfortable!"

Touching the big towel on his shoulders, Xin Wu took another shower as a habit, patting him back and forth carelessly a few times. He didn't bother to dry himself completely, so he grabbed the big towel, stripped his upper body, and

I didn't feel cold at all, so I wandered back to the "303" room, once again threw the big towel onto the railing at the head of the bed, and lay down again.

At this time, the moonlight happened to "shine" on his abdomen: under the moon's shadow, the edge lines of those trained abdominal muscles outlined the effect only seen in comics, rising and falling slowly with his breathing, and his private parts

Carrying "small woolen pants", although not as good as

The Shangwangli is so large, but it is also covered with a thin layer from the bottom of the navel. Under the low-key lighting of the moonlight, coupled with the water droplets that have not been completely wiped dry, the crystal water droplets reflect the light, and there are dots of stars.

Yes, it has quite a different artistic conception.

"He's a 'hairy boy'! Hee hee."

I don't know why, a familiar female voice suddenly said this in Xin Wu's mind. He just felt that the voice was very kind, warm, and familiar, but he couldn't figure out whose voice it was. It seemed that his brain was

There is an area of ​​memory that is blocked by something, and it is impossible to accurately retrieve the relevant information about this sound.

Looking at the little scenery he created: the ups and downs, the wandering bits and pieces, Xin Wu's mind went blank, and his eyelids became heavy. He didn't want to think about anything at this time, and he couldn't think about anything. It seemed that

I hope that this tranquility can completely soothe those nerve cells in the brain that refuse to rest, and stop being so excited - there are too many questions left. Should I just forget them, or should I persist in re-entering?

Solve them one by one?

"Can't sleep again?"

Wang Li's voice suddenly floated down from above, breaking the "quietness".

"Li'er, why aren't you asleep yet?" Xin Wu didn't notice that just when he was admiring his "tranquility", Wang Li's familiar snoring and white noise had stopped long ago. He was unprepared and was

He was startled by this sudden sound and asked.

"I just slept for a short while, and you woke up again as you kept going in and out."


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