Chapter 247: Without warning

Gao Leng's hand, holding on to the weeds tightly, hatred for Lin Gao, annoyance for himself, and debt to the little witch, made him nearly collapse, and his blood rose in front of his eyes, and he fainted.
In a trance, the whole person seemed to float.
Suddenly, the grass was flying around, thousands of miles away, the fragrance floating in the air, rich, refreshing, like sweet-scented osmanthus and gardenia, strong and direct.
This scent, like a little witch's temperament, is simple, direct, and even rough, but not annoying.
This must be an illusion, he thought.
Gao Leng moved his arms, strangely, there was no discomfort on his body, no muscle soreness from falling, no irritation from drug attacks, and no excitement that was unbearable.
There are reeds all around, and the white reed tails are fluttering in the wind. Some unknown birds are shining blue or pink, spinning around Gao Leng, chirping.
It seems to be in a different world, like a dream.
Gao Leng sat up and looked around, "Where is this? Is it an illusion?"
He was a little confused, but the worries about the little witch in his heart made him unintentionally explore where this was. He stood up and looked around for the figure, "What about the little witch?"
The little bird seemed to hear his heart. After turning around him for a few times, he fluttered and fluttered in a long line, waving his colorful wings and flying towards one place. The colorful star-like light on his body was dazzling. The light condenses into beads, and it falls down like raindrops, which is extremely beautiful.
Gao Leng stood there and was stunned. Is this bird with its own light a new species? I haven't seen it before.
Seeing that he hadn't followed, the birds flew back, chirping.
Will the birds lead the way? ! Gao Leng was shocked and followed.
After walking for about 1000 kilometers, the reeds faded, and the field of vision suddenly opened up.
There is a quiet lake in front of me, half of the blue lake water is coated with a layer of golden light under the rays of the setting sun, like a dream, while the other half of the lake water is surrounded by a huge tree next to the lake in the setting sun. Under the shadow of the trees, the blue water of the lake looked a little darker, a bit more heavy.
The strong fragrance floated in the sky again, which was emitted from the tree. The branches covered the sky and covered the sun, revealing an inexplicable majesty. The tree seemed to have a frightening majesty when it looked at it. , Only increased respect.
Gao Leng looked around, except for some gorgeous birds that he had never seen before and the endless reeds flowing behind him.
Suddenly, a scent of fragrance floated, with a gust of wind, Gao Leng looked up and saw that someone flew over, and after falling under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, he walked a few steps lightly, dressed in white yarn and dangled for about ten meters, like a fairy. , Rushed.
Gao Leng held back the white gauze in his heart. When he first saw the little witch, he saw her wearing white gauze.
He hurriedly ran to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, looking up at the white gauze woman with a blue silk head and a petite background that looked like a little witch. She couldn't help but get excited, and her pace accelerated.
The strange thing is that no matter how high and cold they run, the tree has been more than 30 meters away from him. It seems to be still on the spot after running for a long time. Just when he was wondering, he saw the white-clothed woman suddenly emit a pinkish white light, behind her back. A fluffy tail like an umbrella appeared on the ground.
"Little Witch!" Gao Lengxin shouted in ecstasy.
This tail can't be wrong, the squirrel's tail, this figure, this dress, this is the little witch, this is the little witch!
"Little Witch!" Gao Leng shouted loudly, very happy. Only those who have recovered from a mistake can understand Gao Leng's mood at that time.
The voice echoed in the cold ears, clearly loud, but she didn't seem to be able to hear it, just bowed her head and knelt under the osmanthus tree.
"You really made up your mind to leave? Another world, but it's hard to escape." An old but very deterrent voice appeared in the air, and the ears were buzzing with high coldness. A closer look revealed that the lesson was great. The sound from the tree.
"Yeah." Although it was just a simple hum, Gao Leng also heard that it was the voice of the little witch.
"I have no other choice but to go to another world. Even if I die, I will get what I want." The little witch raised her head, her tone firm.
"What you want is not so easy to take." The sky tree's voice was helpless and desolate: "What's more, you can't be emotional, once you are emotional..."
boom……
The sound of the vicissitudes of life was concealed in the roar of the sky and the earth. Gao Leng only felt that his feet were loose, as if he had fallen into the abyss, and all the scenery retreated quickly, and the breeze was biting.
It was dark again.
thump……
Gao Leng only felt cold under his body for a while, and fell to the ground at once, but although it seemed to fall from a high altitude, there was no pain. Not only was it not painful, but the muscles and bones were incomparably open, and the whole body was extremely comfortable.
Gao Leng's hand touched the grass and dirt, and he moved.
It seemed that it was just an illusion, Gao Leng sighed deeply, the tears in the corners of his eyes were still there, and it seemed that the time he was unconscious was not long.
Too afraid of her disappearing, even the hallucinations are hers.
Ding Ding Ding, the phone's ringing abruptly, appeared exceptionally loud in this unmanned night, he subconsciously reached out and took it out of his trouser pocket. At first sight, it was Mu Xiao Leng's phone call. The power is off.
Gao Leng looked at the phone with the black screen off, moved around, and subconsciously pushed the phone back into his pants pocket. Suddenly, he was agitated. Nothing. He was tortured to death by drug addiction just now. Why is this sudden? Can move? !
It's the little witch, it must be the little witch who saved herself! His heart jumped feverishly again, full of hope.
Little witch, little witch! He looked back abruptly.
Under the moonlight, the long railroad tracks were stained with blood. They were not dry. Smell them carefully. There was still a thick smell in the air.
However, there was no sign of the little witch on the rails, not even a trace.
Gao Leng was shocked, where is the little witch? Why is it missing? He couldn't believe his eyes, he stood up, walked quickly to the place, walked to the side, squatted down, he reached out and wiped his hand on the railroad track, full of blood.
Gao Leng's hand shook slightly.
This is the blood of the little witch.
After being run over by train twice, is there a way to survive?
She appeared in her life without warning, and left without warning?
"Little Witch, have you gone?" Gao Leng only felt weak, and muttered: "Suddenly come and leave suddenly? If the parting is so sudden, if the parting is so silent..."
"I said, poet, are you endless? I'm so wet and so wet!" An impatient voice sounded without warning, with a mischievous but very tired and weak voice.