Chapter 860

"You said you won't steal from me again. Don't look at me like that!"

Zhou Hao finished, turned his head and no longer looked at the flute.

Xiaodi was confused and opened his big eyes. He asked Zhou Hao, "I didn't steal anything from you?"

Zhou Hao's eyes were a little dodgy. He stammered and said, "change the topic..."

“……” Xiao Di looked at him inexplicably, unable to guess his mind, but to change the topic, she did not know what to say.

Two people sat on a broken dead wood, for a time became extremely embarrassed.

Zhou Hao turned his head to look at the sky, then broke his embarrassment and said, "why isn't it dark yet?"

He said, small flute Leng God for a while, and then very doubt asked: "dark?"

She behaved as if she had never heard the term "dark.".

Zhou Hao looked a little surprised, repeated and confirmed: "yes, it's dark. How come it's so long that there's no sign of dark?"

"What is dark?" Asked the flute.

It's time for Zhou Hao to live.

Dark is common sense. Don't you understand it?

Really or not?

He patiently explained to the flute, "it's dark at night. At night, the world we live in will be dark, and we can only see when we light up."

"You mean eternal night?" Said the flute.

"Eternal night?" Zhou Hao is more confused.

Xiao Di explained: "I also heard from Uncle big mouth. He said that a long time ago, Haotian world was like being covered with a piece of black cloth. The whole Haotian world fell into an endless darkness. People could not see their fingers in the dark and could not distinguish the direction. After the darkness disappeared, many people in the Haotian kingdom could not see it again. Later, people called it the darkness It's called "eternal night"; when it gets dark, it's just like eternal night. "

"Eternal night..." Zhou Hao murmured, a little surprised in his heart.

I didn't expect such a terrible event in haotianjie.

After murmuring, he went on to say, "except for eternal night, there is no dark time in haotianjie?"

"Well." The flute nodded.

"That doesn't mean you don't have to sleep?"

When Zhou Hao just thought about this problem, he also thought that the monks in this realm could be ignored when they were sleeping.

So he changed a question and asked, "isn't there no time in Haotian?"

At least in his cognition, if there is no night and day, and there is no alternation of black and white, then is it not that there is no "days", no "days"?

No date, no time?

"Time?"

Xiao Di is really confused. It seems that there is no time concept in the Haotian world.

"In this way, brother Yang said to relax and know how long he had been..." Zhou Hao murmured, and there was also a sense of complaint.

If there is a time measurement unit, it may be an hour, or half a day, or a day, or even a month or a year Well, his body may not last that long.

"Relax? What relaxation? " The flute only vaguely heard these two words, then asked curiously.

"This..." Zhou haodun lived, thinking that it could not be said that it was Huayue building. The other party must know what it was. If she said it, she could not tell who she wanted to be.