What If All the Girls In the Cultivation World Want To Catch Me

It is desperate, it wants to die, it wants to be destroyed, it doesn't exist at all, but there is only endless black waiting for it, and there is really nothing in this peaceful seabed. Except for its slate, unfortunately it can't be found.

He began to think about why he wanted to go out to sea, why he felt that the sea must have another end, what if it was really infinite?

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With regard to these two words, Xiaojiao has thought a lot.

Will he be conscious forever and lost in this eternal darkness?

Fear slowly swallowed him, which was more terrifying than death, and even more depressing. In the small skeleton concept, it knew that death was eternal ignorance, but at least it was better than eternal torture.

The silent and silent seabed is the greatest torment to him.

"Where should I go"

Little skeleton asked himself every day in this complete despair. In the end, I don’t know if heaven and earth took care of it. Little skeleton finally gave up thinking and became ignorant.

He had no idea where he was going.

I don't know how many years passed, the small skeleton's foot bone hit something. It picked it up ignorantly, touched it with its hand, and touched the mark on it. Although it was invisible, it could be touched.

Those traces gradually turned into lines, turning into a pattern that appeared before his eyes.

It was a majestic mountain, and the body of the small skeleton trembled, and subconsciously walked around, found a lot of traces on the stone slabs and slowly recalled its consciousness.

"So I've been spinning around in place.

The little skeleton's ambiguous spirit regained consciousness. At this moment, it wanted to cry, but it didn't know whether it was because it was on the bottom of the sea or because it was a bone. It couldn't cry at all, it could only make a click. "

"If you think about it carefully, there is a difference between the land and the bottom of the sea. It's like exploring, the same. Lonely.

The little skeleton shook his head, and didn’t know what it was thinking. It felt a strong emotion burst out of its body, making it want to go down one direction unswervingly. He didn’t know what was going on. What is the road, and where is it, but he knows that he can only go on at this time.

Yes, since you are not dead, if you can't die, then go ahead.

"Forward

The emotion in its heart is its only guiding light.

Year after year, year after year, time has been blurred, and consciousness is almost ignorant, but the pace of the small skeleton is very firm, always moving in a certain direction on the dark and lonely sea bottom.

Until the end

It suddenly felt a bright light before his eyes, he lowered his head-look, his half of his body was still in the water, but his head was exposed. It was still the **** world, still the same, there was no difference, but it was not the seaside where he left. .

This is a new continent.

The little skeleton walked out of the sea of ​​blood and looked at this continent. I didn’t expect that it was not a novel place. It was just a little different, but wouldn’t it be enough? He turned his head and looked at the endless sea of ​​blood, in his heart It became calmer, and then moved forward firmly in a certain direction. It firmly believed that as long as it did not give up moving forward, it would eventually find "I".

An emotion called hope appeared in the small skeleton's heart.

It looks back at the sea of ​​blood,-the road is deserted and lonely.

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There are no miracles, no signposts, and there is endless darkness wherever you look.

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Only if the will does not fall can we move forward in the dark.

With the birth of hope-together, there is also a concept called "brave".

The skeleton remembered "the slates, although they are lost, but every picture is in his thinking, or in other words, his heart."

Otherwise, I won't find the awakening consciousness afterwards. The slate has not disappeared. Its treasure is directly in my heart, those experiences, and those pictures.

"memory

Another concept floated to its heart. All the experience so far made it suddenly aware of one thing. He is already different. This is the difference of the heart. The small skeleton touches his empty ribs, and the sea is empty from it. His eyes fell, like tears, it seemed to feel something beating-

Tremor-trembling, sonorous and powerful.

It suddenly discovered, isn't this the proof that it is alive? Isn't this what it is? It is the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and it is the only small skeleton in this world-nothing.

No, it would be better to say that each bone is different, but they have not been found yet.

"My my way.

"The heart is the way, the way is the way, and the way is the heart."

"What I want, the road ahead is not alone!

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If the years are like sand, then life is an hourglass. Sooner or later, the years will come to an end.

As far as this world is concerned, the hourglass is broken, and it is an immobile hourglass that is imprisoned forever.

The small skeleton looked up at the sky. Since it has passed through the sea of ​​blood and came to the new world, I don’t know how many years have passed. The blood day is still the blood day, and it is still it. No matter how the landform changes, it cannot be reproduced. -Silk interest.

"I'm the ninth five, or the ninth five for me."

The skeleton began to think about this problem, but it was an endless loop, no matter what it thought, it couldn't figure it out.

But the only thing-that makes the skeleton curious-is that this new world-not a single bone.

Yes, none of them.

At least it hasn't encountered it. No matter how far it goes, this new continent is like the lonely bottom of the sea, only a small skeleton imitates here, leaving its own footprints.

Um?"

Suddenly, the little skeleton walked around and found that somehow the surroundings became a bright world, no longer bloody, but colorful. This is a dreamlike world with the fragrance of birds and flowers.

The world is full of vitality, but the little skeleton feels unspeakable disgust, and its instinct tells it that this is not suitable for it.

The little skeleton looked back and saw that the world was cut apart, half a blood-colored world, and half a colorful world, which made the little skeleton very curious. Walking ahead, although it feels disgusted, there is also a trace of alternative emotion in this disgust. Cor mu play

"That is??"

As we walked, the small skeleton suddenly found large-scale compatriots, yes, large-scale! Many, many, can not be seen at a glance, but mostly ignorant bones, at least it did not see a awakening bone.