Chapter 66： The villain wants to eat braised pork ribs 23

"This is impossible!"

Xie Ziyou's voice trembled with excitement, paused for a moment, and then repeated: "Impossible!"

System: "Why is it impossible?"

It was in the ears of Xie Ziyou, with a cold and merciless voice, quietly said: "Guan Heng is just a bunch of data, a bunch of data that has lost use value and collapsed with the past world. Why should the headquarters keep his existence? He moved to the next world?"

Xie Ziyou's eyes widened in disbelief, and his lips were helpless to open and close.

He hurriedly turned his head and pointed his finger forward to show the system the long and long black figure in front of him.

At this time, Xie Ziyou suddenly realized that the surrounding area was no longer a verdant grassland, but an icy and snowy land, with heavy snow like goose feathers, and in an instant, the land was covered with whiteness.

The chill followed the fingertips, climbed up the back of the white hand, pierced a shallow layer of skin, spread through the limbs and bones along the meridians, the blood surging in the chest also slowed down, and the blood that slowed down gradually stagnated, through the thinness. The wrist showed a cold purple color.

The young man blinked blankly with peach blossom eyes, and his field of vision was vast, as if his eyes were covered with snow and ice. How could he find the handsome man?

"...No, he really is Guan Heng!" Xie Ziyou licked his posterior molar fiercely and insisted, "You wait, I will prove it to you!"

He pulled out his feet and wanted to rush to the direction where Xie Heng disappeared, but he did not know when a thick layer of ice appeared under his feet. It did not know how deep a few feet, the upper layer was transparent and crystal clear, and the lower part gradually melted into the darkness, as if the entire sea area was frozen under his feet, deep Ruyuan.

The boy was tripped and staggered a few steps before he could stand firmly.

"Youyou," the system sighed softly in his ear, "you can't protect yourself now, so think about yourself."

Snow fell on Xie Ziyou's warm skin, instantly condensing into a thin layer of ice, and some fell on the eyelashes, freezing the elongated feather eyelashes together, making it more difficult to see.

The boy trudged step by step in the heavy snow, bowed his head and muttered: "...what do you mean?"

The system turns into a bee, hovering in the air. In the world covered by wind and snow, a touch of pale gold is especially obvious. Wherever it goes, time and space seem to be imprisoned by a big hand, the rotating snowflakes stagnate in the air, the wind suddenly disappears, and the whole world Zoom out in front of Xie Ziyou's eyes.

It slowly stopped on the ice.

It seemed as if a sigh came from far away, long in the sky, and the echoes were heavy, one after another in Xie Ziyou's ears, like thunderstorms.

"Look at the ice under your feet," the voice said. "Look carefully."

Xie Ziyou couldn't help but pursued the voice, attached to the ground, and buried his head deeply.

The cold ice made his limbs numb, and his fingers almost completely lost consciousness, but his eyesight strengthened at that moment, his eyes burned, and he looked under the ten thousand feet of ice——

There are many tall buildings, and the pedestrians are densely packed like ants.

Jianbing freezes their smiles, and the fast-moving, endlessly flowing vehicles on the cascading elevated are like being pulled off the brakes, cutting off the water, and everything is forever frozen at the moment of this cross section.

All vitality passed away for a long time, and the world covered in ice and snow melted away in the boundless silence.

Xie Ziyou's pupils shrank slightly and his fingertips tightened.

He murmured: "No, it's impossible..."

The boy hung his head helplessly, almost putting his eyelids on the ice, a layer of frost on his eyelashes, and the enamel-like skin could not stand the cold wind, and gradually revealed a very cold purple red.

"Look, Youyou, you can't go back."

The sound of the system is like bells and drums thundering, and thunder blasts in the ears.

Something is laughing, joking and proud, yelling: "You can't go back, no host can really go home."

"You are just chess pieces, cheap labor that is inexhaustible and inexhaustible. If you squeeze out the oil and water, you will be disposed of like garbage!"

"Like Guan Heng that you are thinking of!"

Following the howling cold wind, Chill climbed up to his ankles, followed Xie Ziyou's slender legs across his waist, winding like a snake, slowly climbing up his back.

Xie Ziyou's mind seemed to be trapped in a swamp, and the cold made his sense of touch numb, as if countless hands were pulling his ankles, laughing, and dragging him down.

The wind and snow blocked his sight, his limbs became heavier and heavier, the young man fell to the ground stiffly with his back, but still did not give up, desperately grabbing the jagged ice beside him and dragging his body.

No, it's impossible.

Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth and thought in a daze, how could this be possible?

But the desperate mood didn't know when it started, and the moment it showed up, it became more and more out of control, whistling, revealing a hideous face——

"Youyou!"

"Youyou, it's dangerous! Wake up, wake up!"

The sharp shout suddenly sounded, like the sun splitting through the dark clouds, bursting into Xie Ziyou's mind in an instant.

Xie Ziyou was stunned suddenly.

It's the sound of the system!

The eyes suddenly became clear, and the clear system shouted straight into his mind. The stimulation was like a needle. Xie Ziyou blinked blankly, suddenly feeling that his eyelids were heavy and it was difficult to open and close.

Everything around quickly turned into thick fog, the white snow stopped suddenly, and then it accelerated in the opposite direction, like clusters of pure white cotton wool, the world turned upside down, and the scenery was distorted...

Xie Ziyou opened his eyelids desperately.

A touch of sunlight poured into my eyes, and a sweet scent was smelled at the end of my nose.

At the beginning of the dream, he was dizzy, Xie Ziyou blinked blankly, rested his palms on the ground, and barely got up.

He was still on the original grassland, but the fine folds were rubbed out by the brocade clothes, and the area he crawled behind pulled out a long line, the grass blades squashed and the petals scattered.

The collar was covered with weed roots, and □□ appeared in front of him——

It is a colorful river.

The distance was very close, only a foot away, and he was lying on the ground, desperately probing Panqing's hand, trying to put his fingers into the river.

Xie Ziyou: "...Fuck."

He was startled, and quickly withdrew his arm like a hot hand. He got up from the ground with a grunt. The sharp pain on the back of his hand was transmitted back to the cerebral cortex. Only then did Xie Ziyou discover that his arm was a frostbitten blue-purple, his fingers were stiff, and his joints were stiff. The middle seems to be stuffed with ice, it is difficult to bend.

What the **** is this?

Just now...have a dream?

But where did the dream come from, and when did it start? How can the scene in the dream be substituted into reality?

A long sigh sounded in Xie Ziyou's mind, and the familiar gentle voice was slightly different from the dream.

"Fortunately, I came back in time," the system rejoiced, "Youyou, do you know what the river in front of you is?"

"That is the branch of the legendary river Styx. It separates happiness and anger, connects sorrow and happiness, and connects life and death. Stepping into this river, the soul will be dyed in the dark, the living will die, the dead will come back to life, all matters and time and space Reverse the cycle."

"And what makes you hallucinate is the nameless flower on the riverside, which can see through people's hearts, illusion their most fearful things, and lure people into this river."

"hiss."

Xie Ziyou clutched his arms, using Xuanwen to heal his injuries, but he didn't have a good air; "Stop talking nonsense, what's your code name? Where was the first time we met?"

The system can't laugh: "Youyou, do you still doubt me? Don't be so troublesome, fake dreams can't create the main **** list and system space, you can see your points."

Half-believing, Xie Ziyou pulled out the golden points table and glanced casually.

The system also said: "The information has been checked, and the data is correct. He... is indeed Guan Heng."

Xie Ziyou thought, nonsense.

He turned his head hastily, this time he finally saw the familiar thin figure, standing with his head held high in the breeze, his back straight, the hair tails flying freely, and the sun was covered with a layer of shimmer like diamonds.

...But his expression is stiff, his eyes are absent, and he is walking towards the river step by step.

The steps are extremely heavy, as if a mountain is pressing on his back.

Several people around are also very weird, their eyes closed and their expressions are painful.

Zhao Ruhao lay on the ground with his head in his hands, howling and crying, sobbing almost to death.

Xu Wan'er was dazed, pulling the amulet around her neck and making thin gestures on her wrist, as if she was holding a sharp knife in her hand and was hesitating where to start.

Cheng Shengbai's long sword was unsheathed, his look solemn, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the void; only Pei Yunyin looked better, sitting cross-legged, pinching two magic tricks with his fingertips, but his brows were tightly twisted together, and his face was slightly hideous.

They are also deceived by the illusion, want to walk into the river?

Xie Ziyou was suddenly anxious, dragged his injured leg, rushed over, grabbed Xie Heng's shoulder and shouted: "Wake up, hello, Xie Heng!"

No one paid attention to him.

He couldn't even grasp Xie Heng's shoulder, a very heavy force burst out of thin air, knocking Xie Ziyou away, and squeezing him aside.

Xie Ziyou panicked forward, opened his arms, trying to stop Xie Heng from advancing.

But no, he was knocked away again, and he could only stare blankly at Xie Heng's expression of bitterness and hatred, every foot stamped almost an inch deep without stopping.

"Xie Heng!"

The loudest shout is as light as a tulle, blown away by the wind, and will not enter the person's ears.

Xie Ziyou called the system anxiously: "What's the matter? Why don't you wake up?"

"This... I couldn't wake up at first."

"But when you shout, I wake up!"

"Youyou," the system said distressedly, "I am talking directly in your consciousness, which is different from the outside world."

Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth: "Then go into his consciousness!"

"integral……"

"Change now!"

The system does not speak anymore.

After a while, a strange pale golden light enveloped Xie Ziyou.

In an instant, he seemed to be standing on a rushing car. All the scenery was dragged by the wind and flowed backwards quickly. The thick fog suddenly rose, and the space in front of him gradually turned into pure white, and there was no sound from a corner, a trace of it. , Stained with thick black.

After the darkness was completely enveloped, a faint light gradually emerged from far to near, like pieces of crystal shattered glass, and when viewed from a distance, it looked like a bright starry sky.

Is this Xie Heng's consciousness?

Xie Ziyou looked curiously for a moment, carefully poked out his fingers, and touched the nearest small fragment.

In an instant, a large number of light, shadows and images hit him, and the long river of memory rolled up the raging waves. Every frame of the picture is very important. In a daze, Xie Ziyou vaguely saw several pictures, very familiar...

"Found it." He heard the cheerful voice of the system.

A star was pulled closer, the light quietly burst out, and quickly enveloped everything.

The next second, the scene changed again, really like a dream, the distance was blurred, but the scores were clearly visible in the near.

——It's a bath room.

The young man with red lips and white teeth sat in the basin, his white hands propped his chin, bored a handful of water, and poured it on his shoulders.

Transparent water drops like rain, falling on the delicately curved shoulders, slowly rolling down the delicate and white skin, or moisturizing black and long hair like ink, or whirling playfully on the shoulders, quietly dripping Down, submerged under the water...

Splashes of ripples.

...Fuck.

Xie Ziyou looked at the familiar face of the person in front of him, the familiar bathtub, the familiar screen standing quietly by the side, the exquisite landscape pattern painted on it, and the candlelight shining brightly, every line is deeply engraved in his mind. It is his life What you see every day.

This is called... a dream?