Chapter 189: The big dream is like a constant reincarnation

Wake up from sleep.
It's not dawn yet.
However, tonight seems particularly dark.
A wonderful darkness. She can see her body and see the outline of things clearly, but except for herself, everything has lost its color.
As if she was a blind person now.
What about Xingyue? Above the gray shadows of a chaotic forest, they are slightly floating pale white spots in the dark night.
Curious and wonderful vision.
From this perspective, some things that are habitually ignored suddenly become eye-catching. The carpenter's hammer left under the table, and some debris in the corner, their wonderful edges and corners are all highlighted.
When Huan Xin put her hand on the edge of the window, a moon-white ladder suddenly rose from the window mullion and extended toward the sky.
In a colorless world, this step is undoubtedly very eye-catching, the gentle and gentle light is fluffy and slightly cool, as if it is a cloud of water vapor on the face.
Huanxin felt that his heart was about to jump out.
Is this a dream? Or an adventure?
She carefully stroked the sky-reaching light steps, it was indeed real, not vain.
Huanxin gently leaned over the window sill, stepping on the light, and she went for a few knots.
But she stood in the air, and the vast grey earth was stepped under her feet.
The foster father said that the top light work in the rivers and lakes can make people step on the fly, ride the waves, and look at the Four Worlds with fascination. Is this the scenery of the real master?
Light step flew into the high altitude, refreshing her heart and light body, and constantly climbing, but for a long time, she still can't see the end. She is panting, the high wind is raging, the atmosphere is thin, her breathing is difficult, her internal energy is exhausted, and she looks down. The endless darkness, if you stumble and fall from the light steps, it must be a dead end.
At this time, it is impossible to return to the original path, and the ladder behind him does not know when it has disappeared.
The little girl slowly squatted down and curled up on the wide and cramped stairs.
This ladder can lie down two of her, but it is so dangerous that it seems to fall as soon as he turns around.
Huanxin whimpered twice, and suddenly started to cry softly.
"Don't cry."
It was Sun Lichai's voice.
Huan Xin hurriedly wiped her face, sat up, turned her head and looked around, but she did not see the figure of the fairy sister.
Suddenly, a budding epiphyte floated from the sky, beautiful and fragrant, spinning in front of the little girl.
The petals suddenly bloomed, and the charming fragrance was also instantaneous.
The dew between the petals gathered together and turned into a small water mirror, with flickering pictures floating.
Huan Xin calmly looked, there was a hearty day in the mirror.
Two women, one big and one small, stood in front of the bamboo cottage, Sun Lichai and Huanxin.
They are holding hands and standing side by side, through the gap between them, a coffin can be seen.
Although it was from the back, Huanxin could see that he was crying in the mirror.
At this time, Sun Lichai said again, "Don't cry."
The picture disappears.
The epiphany floated away and flew towards the top of the stairs, Huan Xin hurriedly stood up to catch up.
After a while, the picture appeared in the water mirror again, and the little girl climbed the stairs while staring at the things in the mirror.
Sun Lichai slumped down on the ground, and Huanxin was grasped by a tall, multi-armed demon.
"A needless struggle." The huge number of golden eyes on the Demon God's face blinked, like stars in the sky, he swallowed his heart in one mouthful, and then punched Sun Lichai with his fist.
At the moment of the moment, Sun Lichai's eyebrows flickered with an epiphany seal, and the demon screamed in exclamation, then closed his fist and yelled angrily.
The screen disappeared again.
The more Huanxin looked, the more doubts in his heart.
What exactly do these pictures mean?
the third time.
Sun Lichai was sitting in a carriage with a radiant heart. The little girl looked worried, but Sun Lichai couldn't stop the bleeding. The bright red blood even with golden light evaporated continuously, so that the carriage was full of golden red light. fog.
The carriage stopped abruptly.
The horse pulling the cart let out a scream, and then a childish call came from outside, "Two, don't run away again, the little monk must demand Fuyu sword!"
The sorrow on Huanxin's face suddenly disappeared, turning into endless coldness. She drew the divine sword from her waist, opened the curtain, and walked out.
The curtain lowered, blocking the outside world. Sun Lichai tilted her head slightly, looking at the low swaying curtain, her expression flat.
The screen disappears.
For the fourth time, Sun Lichai looked at Huanxin. She spent her entire life in the valley. She had a flat life. One day, the foster father and Xu Xiangong disappeared together. However, Huanxin's reaction to this was calm and even indifferent.
She has merged with the deep valley and will die here forever.
For the fifth time, Huanxin confronted Sun Lichai after growing up.
"Sister, I have the answer to your question."
"..."
"I don't want it."
"Never mind." Sun Lichai slowly left.
Behind him, Huanxin tears like rain.
For the sixth time, the foster father and Xu Xiangong attacked Sun Lichai.
"For the sake of Xin'er, you will bear the death for her!"
The foster father and Mu Ren waved their palms together, and Sun Lichai also punched.
However, just when the three of them were about to reach their hands, the situation changed dramatically.
The foster father suddenly threw his sleeves and hit Xu Xiangong, and Sun Lichai also attacked the wooden figure to break his arms.
"You!" Xu Xiangong was furious.
The foster father chanted the mantra with a smile, a piece of blood-stained wood on the wooden man suddenly shone brightly, and Xu Xiangong let out a weird scream~EbookFREE.me~ and then fell into a low voice, no more sound.
Huanxin walked gently behind the foster father, drew out the divine sword, and pierced him.
"Xin'er, you!"
Huanxin smiled strangely, "What kind of heart, I am you Xiangong!"
For the seventh time, Xu Xiangong was restrained in the formation, lightning flashed in the sky, and the devil suddenly broke through the clouds and entered the deep valley.
For the eighth time, Sun Lichai carried Huanxin on her back, and she walked towards the place where the sun rose little by little as she stepped on the waves.
At the end of the day, she raised her head and looked at the Bodhisattva on the rosette.
"Luyuan, is she still saved?"
"The soul flies away, naturally hopeless."
"Let's do it again." Sun Lichai was silent for a while, "Lu Yuan, is it possible for me to replace her?"
"some."
"can you do it?"
"No."
"I know."
The screen disappears.
Huanxin is trying hard to chase Epiphany, trying hard to climb the light step.
However, the epiphany gradually withered, and the water mirror continued to dissolve.
In the end, a huge flower and fruit fell gently and Huanxin suddenly rushed to catch it.
She lay on the stairs, gasping for breath.
Turning her head slightly, she saw the faint and sparse sea of ​​clouds under her. She walked too far, too high.
There is no road ahead, and the steps behind are still disappearing.
Regardless of Huanxin, she just hugged the epiphyllum fruit, curled up like a baby.
Finally, the stairs under him disappeared.
Huanxin opened his eyes and looked at that day, the stars shone brightly, illuminating the beautiful dark purple sky, and the colorful colors returned to the world.
She fell like a meteor, breaking through the vast clouds, as if breaking the barrier between heaven and earth, as if rushing to death, as if to regain a new life.
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