The black spot gradually became clearer, and its outline slowly emerged. Xu Sheng looked over attentively and realized that the so-called black spot was actually a human figure.
It turns out there is someone here!
A figure is tall and thin, like a javelin, like a mountain, full of fierce aura.
Maybe it was because he had been alone for too long. After a long period of suffering when the sky was not responding and the earth was not working, Xu Sheng couldn't help but feel a little happy when he looked at that figure. But in the blink of an eye, all the joy disappeared. In this way
It may not be a good thing for such a strange figure to appear in a strange place.
Xu Sheng stood still, no longer stepping forward, hesitating whether to leave or to avoid the figure. However, the next moment, the figure slowly turned around and looked straight at Xu Sheng.
"How? Who are you?"
The two of them spoke almost at the same time and looked at each other with the same surprised look on their similar faces.
Damn it!
In such a pale world, Xu Sheng saw another "self" dressed in black.
"Alas!"
Deep in the forbidden area of the Xu family, the strange man, both old and young, was equally shocked and thought to himself: What is going on?
Even a weirdo would find the current situation strange.
Xu Sheng and the person opposite looked at each other without saying a word. They both had wary faces and took two steps back.
After taking a closer look, Xu Sheng felt a lot more at ease. Although the person in front of him looked similar to him, he was not exactly the same. First, the person was slightly taller than him; secondly, there was a slight scar between his eyebrows.
; Thirdly, the man's hair color is not pure black, but rather like the brown color of the Yi tribe in the frontier.
"Who are you?" The man in black looked unkind, his eyebrows were furrowed as sharply as a knife, and he asked in a deep voice. There was a sense of majesty in his tone unconsciously.
"Who am I to tell you, first tell me who you are?" Xu Sheng naturally didn't like this kind of majestic questioning, especially after he had been frightened and oppressed by weird people in the past few days.
"It's a joke, why should I tell you? There are people in this world who are blind enough to dare to question me?" The man in black took a step forward with an imposing manner.
"If you don't tell me, I won't tell you."
"You said you didn't want to tell me? How dare you be so bold and talk to me like this!" The man in black took another step forward, his body straightened, as if he was ready to attack.
"You tell me first, and then I'll tell you."
Oh shit!
The weirdo who was watching all this just wanted to scold Xu Sheng and wanted to pull Xu Sheng over and give him a good slap in the face.
There is too much nonsense. What can you do if you tell him first?
The weirdo's heart was surging, and he was also curious about the identity of the man in black. If he had a choice, he would prefer to ask in person. But everything now is an alternative "dream", and he cannot interfere with it.
"Don't tell me?" The man in black glared at Xu Sheng, gritting his teeth.
"Don't tell me." Xu Sheng raised his head and looked arrogant.
"Boom!"
A heavy punch hit Xu Sheng's face with the force of thunder. The force of a thousand pounds was as fast as lightning. Even though Xu Sheng was prepared, he was still blasted more than ten feet away.
"You dare to hit me?" Xu Sheng gritted his teeth and said: "Grandson, in grandpa's dream, could I let you bully me?!"
He remembered the words "I wish you a sweet dream tonight" that the weirdo had said to him, and estimated that he might be in a dream now. It's just that the dreams he had recently were more real and more magical than the last.
"Not convinced?" Looking at Xu Sheng who stepped forward with his head held high and an unhappy look on his face, the man in black raised his eyebrows.
"Not convinced!"
"Boom!"
Another punch, the attack was even more powerful than before. This time Xu Sheng was not as simple as retreating. He was knocked to the ground and his face was swollen.
"His grandma's!" Xu Sheng's anger was completely aroused. All the dissatisfaction in the past few days and even years was vented at this moment.
Even though he knew he couldn't beat him, Xu Sheng still stepped forward. If he said he didn't accept it, he really didn't accept it.
"Again?"
"Come again"
The man in black frowned, his eyes seemed a little shaken, but there was no mercy in his actions. He dodged his body, kicked his right leg to the side, then changed his fist into a palm, and discharged a series of blows in an instant.
Xu Sheng was kicked away, and at the same time he suffered more than a dozen heavy blows to his chest. To be honest, he was a scholar after all, how could he bear such a torment? How could his weak muscles and bones bear such a heavy blow?
"Pfft!" Xu Sheng spit out a mouthful of blood, but after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he still stood upright with the same expression as before.
Many times in life, one relies on one's breath. If one's breath is smooth and everything goes well, who will make progress? It is because one's anger is not smooth, one's heart is depressed, one is oppressed, one has endured grievances, and no longer wants to bear it, that one can rise up and become one.
Will fight, fight, and do things that shouldn't be done, which are regarded as ridiculous "stupid things" by others
What Xu Sheng is doing now, any rational person will not agree with, and will think it is extremely stupid. The man in black is obviously a practitioner, his speed, strength, and experience are far better than Xu Sheng, and he is very different from Xu Sheng.
If you fight each other, it is clear that you are asking for trouble.
But, there are always people who ask for trouble, right? Throughout the dynasties, there is no shortage of people from all over the world who ask for trouble. Officials who give honest advice; prisoners who would rather die than surrender; heroes who starve to death rather than beg... Which of those people are not
"Idiots" in the eyes of people at that time? Which one did not suffer misfortune and miserable life? But looking through the annals of history, it is they who have spent the most words and ink on them, those "idiots", "idiots", "poor people"
”, “People who don’t know their own abilities”.
Maybe history is just as stupid.
"Idiot" Xu Sheng did something "stupid" that many people would not do.
He raised his head like a pig's head, bared his teeth, and said with a smile: "Master, I won't tell you who I am. Even if I am beaten to death, I will never tell you. In my dream, I will not tell you who I am."
Can it still satisfy you?"
"Damn, I'm sick." The man in black turned his back and murmured: "What the hell? Why did I dream of such a thing?" The man in black's voice was very low, not only Xu Sheng, but also hiding
The weirdos deep in the Xu family's forbidden area were also unaware of it.
The weirdo was a little distracted now. When the man in black kicked Xu Sheng away, he couldn't concentrate much.
His thoughts flew back to a long time ago, and some memories buried deep in his heart were evoked. He also knew the moves used by the man in black just now. They were just the lowest-end martial arts with very limited lethality. He had not used them for many years.
I don't even remember it clearly.
He couldn't stop thinking about it, he seemed to see the palace walls stretching for hundreds of miles; the stern guards in iron armor; the graceful palace maids, and... the collapsed towers; the plain clothes stained with blood;
The ghostly scream, and...the long knife with a cold light and the cruel look behind the knife.
"Maybe..." he said to himself.
But there was no possibility. After a moment of confusion, he returned to normal, his eyes as cold as ever.
The long years have wiped away too much of his enthusiasm, and the short-lived fantasy has become a rare brilliance in his life.
He is no longer reminiscing and hypothesizing. Now he only cares about two questions. One is: why so many people have died, but he is still alive; the other is: how can he continue to live.
The man in black has gone far, and there is only one thought in his mind: wake up from this dream quickly. The person who agrees with his thoughts is naturally Xu Sheng, who was beaten like a "pig's head" by another "self" in the dream. Really
It's very uncomfortable.
The weirdo's thoughts were exactly the opposite of theirs. He wished that this dream lasted longer. After all, the opportunity was rare. He had a vague premonition of something different.
Xu Sheng ran away from the man in black and walked for a long time. The sky and the earth were no longer pale and gray. Farther away, Xu Sheng looked around and saw that the sky and the earth turned into two black lines.
If you are away...
What is the end of heaven and earth?
There is obviously no way out here. The only thing Xu Sheng can do is to move towards the "darkness". The darkness is like the light at night at this moment!
It was getting darker and darker, Xu Sheng's vision gradually blurred, and finally he couldn't see anything. Along with the darkness, there was endless cold.
Such a familiar feeling!
Xu Sheng's ears heard the sound of wind whistling past, loud and soft. He pondered, and then a blue light flashed in the distant sky, making a crackling sound. With the faint light, Xu Sheng saw some of the surrounding scenes.
, wherever you look, there are towering ancient trees that reach into the sky and cannot be fathomed.
this place!
Xu Sheng has been here before. It was in Linxi Village, the night when the bloody meteorite fell.