Rang Sique seemed to have guessed what Li Luo was thinking. He glanced back at Li Luo and asked, "Have you finished eating?"
"Yes." Li Luo nodded, expressing his gratitude sincerely.
"Aren't you afraid that I might poison it?"
"Haha, if poison is used, Miss Rangsi may be disappointed again."
"Really?" Rang Sique suddenly smiled slyly, looked at Li Luo strangely and said, "That's not necessarily the case."
Li Luo was startled, his face suddenly changed slightly, and a surge of heat suddenly surged in his belly, rushing straight to his internal organs and the eight extraordinary meridians in his body. There was a roar next to his ears, and his mind was buzzing with shock.
The face with the weird smile blurred for an instant, and finally passed out again after a wave of heat swept over him.
This coma was different from the previous ones. He seemed to be awake but not awake, and he seemed to be dreaming but not dreaming. It seemed that there was always someone saying something in his ear. He could hear it clearly in his dream, but he could never remember the content of the words.
The expression on the face of Rang Sique, who was sitting quietly next to her, was also clearly discernible. It seemed that she was also whispering, but Li Luo couldn't hear clearly either.
This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, as if another self has separated from the body, floating in the air, looking coldly at everything under him.
After a long time, this illusion slowly disappeared. Li Luo opened his eyes and closed his eyes slightly. What he saw in front of him was both an illusory dream and a real existence. A pebble, a grain of dust,
The relationship between virtuality and reality is constantly changing. As time goes by, a stone will one day turn into dust; and a grain of dust, after thousands of years, will condense into stone again.
It's not that I see it more clearly, it's that I see it through and understand it.
I only entrust Huainan with the eternal affairs of Songhai in a dream.
In a dream in Huainan after Bing Xin Jue's Insight into the Realm of Fire, Li Luo knew that one day he would touch this realm that even Duanmu Shenzhou had never set foot on. When that day came, Li Luo didn't feel much ecstasy, and was calm and indifferent.
.
Li Luo moved his body, and the Bing Xin Jue progressed greatly. His internal injuries were better, and they were not as painful as when he first woke up. Rang Sique rested against the stone wall on the side, folding his arms with both hands. He probably couldn't bear to be in this cave.
The cold air.
Dangguan was placed not far away from him, and the soil sique did not move. Some of the belongings in his arms were also there, including the sky-patching tortoise shell and a few things obtained from the ghost market.
Li Luo performed the Bingxin Jue, regained some strength in his hands and feet, stood up gently, and walked slowly outside the cave.
There was residual light coming in from the entrance of the cave, and the sky was still bright. Li Luo didn't know how long he had been unconscious this time. It might have been an hour, or it might have been a day. He would only know after Rang Sique woke up and asked.
The cave was not very deep, and Li Luo didn't walk very fast. It took him only a few dozen breaths to reach the entrance of the cave. It was even colder at the entrance of the cave, but fortunately he had improved his skills in the Bing Xin Jue, so it wasn't that unbearable.
Holding on to the rock next to the entrance of the cave, Li Luo cast his gaze out. Suddenly, Li Luo was startled. He was at a loss, puzzled, and shocked. He didn't have even a clue. His breathing froze, making Li Luo think that he was still there.
In Huainan's dream, his mind went blank. What he had learned and seen in half his life was just that he had seen the wrong things and lost his mind. He did not come back to his senses for a long time.
Shocked and numb, Li Luo murmured to himself: "What on earth is this place?"
"This is at the foot of Luye Naga Mountain." The voice of Rang Sique came from beside him, calm and determined.
"How long have I been unconscious?"
"Including just now, it's less than two days."
Li Luo suddenly turned back to look at Rang Sique, frowning and saying nothing.
"You do not believe?"
Li Luo slowly exhaled a breath, and after a moment, he pointed outside the cave and said in a deep voice: "How can I believe this?"
Rang Sique smiled softly, took a few steps forward, passed Li Luo, leaned out of the cave, reached out to catch it in the air, looked up at the sky, and said leisurely: "Yes, I didn't believe it at first."
A piece of snowflake, crystal clear, flowing and chasing, spotless when it comes, not disturbed when it falls, and floats gently and skillfully into the palm of this flawless white hand. The snowflake stayed for a moment, as if it was drunk in the palm of the hand.
In the aroma, I squirmed lazily a few times, and slowly melted, moisturizing things silently.
Outside the cave, there is a silvery world, the sky and the earth are completely the same color.
Li Luo has seen snow, whether it is green ants brewing freshly brewed wine during the first snowfall in Zhuocheng City, the comfort of a small red clay stove, or the heroism of bows and swords covered with heavy snow in Dizhou in the West Prefecture, Li Luo has seen a lot. The snow in Zhuocheng is like
Floating like flying, light and leisurely, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, sometimes hanging on the treetops, sometimes falling under the eaves, and sometimes getting close to passers-by on the road. The snow in Dizhou is also small and pleasant occasionally, but most of the time it is
As wild as a dance, the wind roared as wildly as it did on the snowy glaciers in Dizhou, waving the flag in front of the camp and adding a bit of sadness to the soldiers in the camp.
However, both the snow in Zhuocheng and the snow in Dizhou are alive, but the snow in Luye Naga that is seen in front of you is dead.
There was a vast expanse of white outside the cave, and the first thought that came to Li Luo's mind was not that it was covered in silver, but that it was deathly silent. The sky was gloomy, foggy, and gray, with snowflakes dancing in the air, but there was no sound of wind. The fog was stagnant, turning the snow
He also hid himself. The snowflakes scattered in confusion, and the shadows were scattered in the boundless paleness. The shivering cold also stirred up the loneliness deep in his heart.
There are shadows in the distance, and there are strange shadows on the branches, with a ferocious look, hidden in the mist of the sky. There is no thick ink, only a touch of gray and white, just like a landscape painting that has lost its color. There is no morning light, no dawn, all shrouded in it.
In the vast sea of snow.
Cold, not only the snow and wind, but also the waves of chill rising from the depths of my heart. It was not bone-piercing, but it froze my heartbeat and condensed my thoughts.
This kind of snow is too weird, seven times weirder than seeing the snow falling in June at this moment.
"How could this happen?" Li Luo asked in confusion.
"This is the extreme northern wilderness of Caohai." Rang Sique sighed, feeling inexplicably, feeling both emotional and helpless.
"Is it possible that the north of Luye Naga is covered with ice and snow falls all year round?"
"You come with me." Rang Sique waved his hand, indicating that Li Luo should follow him.
The two people climbed up a hundred-foot-high mountain peak one after another. Rang Sique stood still, without speaking, just quietly looking at the scenery in front of him.
Li Luo walked behind Rang Sique and took one look. His face suddenly changed. Even after seeing the wonderful sight of snow flying in June, Li Luo held his breath when he looked at the scene in front of him again. He didn't say a word for a long time.
Come.
At the foot of the mountain at the northern foot of Luye Naga, there is a lake. It is not big, with a radius of several miles. The lake water is green and inky, so it must be very deep. If it is just like this, it is nothing more than the vastness of the world.