Chapter 1072

chill. chill. chill.

But, damn it, calm down!

The chaos of the brain into a paste, a mess, a surging, that kind of uncontrollable panic is rapidly devouring the mind of all reason.

It's just a self experience, it's a personal experience arranged by him, and that's what he expected.

According to the plan, the emotions and emotions in the first stage have been experienced once in the period of "burying alive", so he doesn't need to do repeated useless work today; But adjust the state, slowly cut into the second stage of methodological feeling.

So, what he needs to do now is to calm down, clear away the useless fear and get back on track.

However, the plan can't keep up with the change.

In the boundless silence, the surge of loneliness began to occupy every cell in the whole body.

The larger the universe, the smaller the individual; The wider the tranquility, the weaker the individual; The more vast the world is, the more humble the individual is. What's worse, he can't find a companion. He has to face such a vast and majestic universe alone, and the endless pressure begins to vent. It's like... It's like he has to carry the whole world on his own. He's really struggling.

That kind of loneliness, start to make people feel fear, also make people feel timid.

Raise the line of sight, search the field of vision in every corner, but nothing, in addition to open, or open, but more and more feel that lonely, is surging.

When I was in the coffin, the world was so small. He just needs to raise his hand to touch the edge and the top of the whole world. Everything is within reach. It's squeezed in a tight and pressing way, almost suffocating.

That kind of face-to-face confrontation, hair, as if as long as you wave your fist, he can give each other a heavy head-on blow. So, he resisted, he chose to face up to the resistance, in the most intense way to fight, trying to use his own fists, hard to open up a way to survive.

But now, the world is so vast. In any case, he couldn't find the boundary, the vastness, magnified everything except himself.

Even if he raised his fists, even if he clenched his teeth, even if he was ready, his resistance was still so weak that he couldn't even shake his opponent's every cent. His heavy fists just smashed into the air, and his whole strength had no borrowing point or landing point at all. The feeling of powerlessness swept from the bottom of his heart, and the resistance had not yet begun, The sense of powerlessness and helplessness has been gnawed at the heart and bones, and is almost ready to give up.

It's not that he chose to give up, but that he wanted to fight, but there was nothing he could do.

What he is facing is not a coffin, not a kidnapper, not even a white house or a country, but the whole universe. God, that's the whole universe, his fist, how to fight? Even without resistance, the hope of survival had been crushed.

Eyes fell into a blank, completely blurred the focus; The sense of suffocation gradually became hot, as if it was burning his lungs, and then the viscera slowly began to light up, suffering and pain, bit by bit tormenting his nerves, helplessness to the extreme, the survival instinct broke out like this.

He should be calm, he should follow the plan, he should

Go to hell with all this!

Struggling hard, lanli began to struggle hard, beating his hands and feet hard, trying to get rid of the shackles, regain his freedom, and then break the current situation, but he couldn't.

The more struggling, the more painful.

Every muscle of his body is bursting with powerful energy, but he is still fixed in the same place, unable to move. That kind of depression and dullness further ignites the sense of suffocation. He almost can't breathe. He opens his mouth wide, completely forgetting the elegance and introverted of this life's education. He just breathes heavily, but still can't feel the influx of oxygen, It seems that the throat has been completely strangled.

Hands, feet, chest, abdomen, knees, elbows, and every part of the body is filled with burning pain. The sharp pain after severe friction is like countless thin arrays of ox hair. It penetrates into the blood along the pores and torments every inch of the body. It's like a whole person is in a sea of fire. That kind of suffering makes the deep brain begin to scream.

But he couldn't make any sound. He couldn't even feel the oxygen, let alone his own voice.

As a result, he can only open his mouth, like a stone carving in general, stiff in place.

The deep sense of powerlessness surges up, not despair, not anger, just powerlessness, just like ants shaking the big tree in the sky, looking up, but can't see the end at all; I try my best to search all the memories in my mind, but I still can't find any solution, which is far beyond my cognitive scope. It seems that I have no choice but to give up.

From the body to the spirit, from the consciousness to the soul, they are totally occupied, collapsed and crushed in the whole process. The feeling of powerlessness begins to erode the soul bit by bit. When the pain reaches the extreme, they even lose their feeling, just lose their sense and start to struggle.

"Ah! Ah, ah, ah

Even the painful groan became fragmented, just like a fish leaving the water. He opened his mouth wide and tried to find a ray of life, but he was just struggling to death.

give dying kicks.

Every muscle of his body resisted, and his whole body began to twist, completely out of control. Saliva and sweat mixed together and covered his chin. However, he didn't realize his embarrassment at all. He just trembled, shivered, and finally exhausted. Relying on the "big tree", his eyes were dazed and numb, The soul is completely in a blank.

Wheezing, wheezing, eyes on the use of a warm, no time to control, hot tears broke the shackles of sliding down, and sweat, saliva mixed together, slowly sliding down the neck into, hot liquid touch covered with a layer of cold sweat chest, hunshen goose bumps suddenly emerged, muscles began to tremble slightly.

So embarrassed.

But what is more terrible than embarrassment is that he didn't realize his embarrassment at all, and didn't have time to worry about his embarrassment. The sense of suffocation is starting to burn his brain. He tried to roar, shout and cry for help, but he couldn't make any sound. He could only open his mouth and shout silently.

Find a way, find a way quickly!

When he was trapped in the coffin, he never gave up. Why now he is trapped in a vast universe, but he chose to give up so quickly? It's not him, it's definitely not him, he won't give up, he refuses to give up!

reflection. reflection!

Think the hell out of it.

After the chaos reached its peak, it turned into a blank brain, unable to think at all, with endless negative emotions in his chest. However, even for negative emotions, he did not have time to think carefully and sort them out. He just wanted to vent, and then realized that he could not even vent——

He wanted to beat the coffin hard and felt the pain of his fist; He wants to release all his strength and burst out his emotions. However, there was only a mass of air in front of him. In the vast universe, he could not find a vent object. Then he was so stunned that he let the negative emotions destroy the last belief in his mind.

The surge of powerlessness hit his heart one by one, but he couldn't feel any pain at all. His eyes widened, as if he could see the light of life fading bit by bit, just like the afterglow of burning ashes.

So grand and so tragic.

He is a coward, even did not resist, so he chose to give up, ridiculous, extremely ridiculous, tears have lost their meaning, become a shame in general, laughing at his incompetence and helplessness. And now? What should he do now, waiting for death?

In a trance, the faint light in the line of sight gradually brightened up, and finally evolved into a white light, and the world transformed into a large white, just like... Just like a hospital ward.

You can't move your feet. Hands can't move. The body can't move. He turned his head, but found that even his neck could only move left and right. He tried to raise his head and look at his toes. Such a simple action failed. The panic broke out in a moment in his numb mind, and the nightmare broke out again.

More terrible than death——

He returned to Chu Jiashu's body, back to the hospital bed, again trapped in the high paraplegic body, his soul can travel in the universe, but he was imprisoned in this space, even suicide can not be done, can only walk the corpse and walk the flesh in the same place, waiting for the doctor's verdict and the arrival of death.

Why? Why is that?

He is Langley hall, not chujiashu; He has been reborn, no longer bound in that piece of heaven and earth; Instead of lying on his bed waiting for help, he is now preparing for the filming of gravity.

No, it's not like this. It shouldn't be like this.

He was struggling, desperately struggling, frantically struggling, but with all his strength, his body couldn't move at all. It seemed that he couldn't even feel his fingers. His whole soul was locked in his brain, cutting off all the connections between his mind and below his neck, and the world was reduced to the extreme.

The vast universe shrinks rapidly, from boundless to square, and the panic destroys all his senses“ No, no, no, it shouldn't be. It can't be. It can't be. " He growled and struggled harder and harder. He didn't even notice his teeth biting his tongue and mouth.

Suddenly, a bloody smell spread in the mouth.