Chapter 69 Memory or Illusion?

Even though they were less than two feet apart, the thing was still wrapped in a black shadow, and its outline could not be seen clearly, nor was it known what kind of monster it was. However, four red flames lit up in the shadow, which looked like eyes.

He Lingchuan would not regard it as a human because of these four eyes. Moreover, it stretched out its thin and long legs and stabbed into He Lingchuan's chest.

The movement was too fast, and He Lingchuan could not see what its claws looked like, so he could not help but scream.

The pain went deep into his soul and was unbearable.

Of course, he would not sit and wait for death, but a few hard punches on the shadow seemed to have no effect on it.

At this time, he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was familiar:

A few months ago, at Hulu Mountain, the original body was thrown off the cliff by the sand leopard, and both died!

Yes, it was this scene.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, everything around him became clear immediately. Above him was the blue sky, the swaggering green trees, and the cliffs that were getting farther and farther away in his vision.

The one who pounced on him was the light yellow spotted sand leopard!

The sand leopard opened its mouth wide, ready to bite through his carotid artery.

He had no way to survive, either he would be bitten to death or fall to death.

He Lingchuan couldn't help but yelled: "Get lost, this has nothing to do with me!" This should be what the original body saw and endured before his death, and it has nothing to do with him at all!

As he yelled, the scene blurred again.

The blue sky, white clouds and cliffs disappeared, and the surrounding light was bizarre, like a large collection of points, lines, surfaces and palettes.

Then, he fell heavily to the ground.

Concrete ground.

The sky was dotted with stars, but it might have rained before, because the surface was not completely dry, and there was still water in the small potholes on the road.

He Lingchuan fell into the pothole, and the sewage splashed all over the sand leopard's head and face.

This monster seemed a little inexplicable, looking around, and even the power to control the prey was subconsciously weakened.

The aroma of pancakes floated in the air, and He Lingchuan was also stunned.

This intersection is really familiar, isn't it the only way to get off work in the past?

He turned his head and saw the pancake stand on the corner. The sign "3 Yuan a piece" was written in bold capital letters with a water-based pen, and the font was as ugly as ever.

Wait, is it that night?

He turned his head to the left again, and indeed saw a little girl in a skirt. The girl's mother was shopping on the roadside, and she didn't notice her daughter chasing a falling coin all the way to the center of the street!

Just then, a car rushed over.

Such a familiar scene.

This is the memory he should have.

If everything was the same, he should have rushed across the road with the girl in his arms to avoid this sudden disaster.

But now the situation has changed. He and Shabao are standing between the car and the girl.

He was lying down, but Shabao stood up and looked around. Obviously, this scene was beyond his expectation.

The next moment, the car ran over them.

Strictly speaking, it ran over him; as for Shabao, he was hit by the front of the car, and then rolled under the tire, making a clear and crisp "bang" sound.

Then, the car crossed the roadside and was forced to stop until it hit the wall.

He Lingchuan got up and gasped for breath. Then he touched his body. Hey, no injuries?

A puff of smoke came out of the front of the pickup truck and it turned off.

He Lingchuan scratched his head. In his memory, it seemed that it was a sedan that hit him at the beginning, but here it was a pickup truck with a high chassis. Did he remember it wrong, or was it wrong in this place?

A car accident happened in the middle of the street. People around slowly gathered. The little girl picked up the coin, smiled at him, and ran to her mother.

He Lingchuan shook his head and walked to the wall, but he saw that there was no sand leopard under the wheel, but it was clearly the black shadow he saw first.

It was pressed to the point of being unable to move, and reluctantly stretched out its claws to He Lingchuan. Of course, the latter was not that stupid and immediately took two steps back.

Soon, the black shadow shrank into a small ball and disappeared.

"What the hell is that?" He Lingchuan muttered, but saw a green mark in the wall that the car had crashed into.

He wanted to get closer to take a closer look, but suddenly the world spun and everything went black.

...

He Lingchuan blinked, still not fully awake.

Something in his sight was infinitely enlarged, as if it was four huge fangs above and below?

Even in such a dim moment, the fangs seemed to be glowing.

Suddenly, a round thing flew over and hit him in the belly, knocking him three feet away.

The big mouth outside the sky missed, biting on the wall and slowly raised its head.

It was the black dragon.

Looking up from this angle, this thing is really fucking big. He Lingchuan pointed at it and cursed: "How can you turn your face and be so ruthless, and you don't admit it when you pull up your pants! I helped you to shoot... fire cannons before!"

He didn't feel happy to curse, because his chest and abdomen were hit hard, and he felt upset and wanted to vomit as soon as he took a breath.

The black dragon ignored him and turned to chase the white light in the sky.

He Lingchuan then remembered that he had been hit in the face by this thing before, and he was probably invaded, otherwise how could there be those bizarre scenes?

Zeng Feixiong came over to help him up and said, "Young Master, please forgive me. I threw the rolling stone. Are you okay?"

"You saved my life. Hiccup, I will reward you later!" He Lingchuan also saw clearly that the rolling stone on the top of the city wall that hit him was only slightly smaller than a millstone. It should have been used on the catapult, but Zeng Feixiong threw it over to save his life.

But the force used was real. Thanks to He Lingchuan's strong body, if He Yue was hit by this blow, he would probably be injured internally and stay in bed for more than half a month.

He would also reward the person who hurt him. What happened here was really more magical than the other.

After the white light escaped from He Lingchuan, it finally remembered to look for Nian Songyu.

It was extremely sensitive, and the black dragon tried to intercept it several times, but because of its large body, it was repeatedly exploited by it.

Sun Fuping noticed the movement of the white light and quickly picked up Nian Songyu to meet it. The black dragon swung its tail again and knocked him away.

However, Sun Fuping was quick-witted and threw Nian Songyu at the white light first.

The two finally met in the air, and the white light went directly into the mouth and nose of the captain who had his eyes closed.

Before being swallowed by the black dragon, Nian Songyu finally woke up.

He took a long breath, and a red light flashed in his eyes. The giant phantom behind him appeared again, and his size was twice as big as before.

Correspondingly, its two phantom swords also doubled in length, reaching an astonishing eight feet (more than twenty meters)!

Nian Songyu took up his long knife, aimed at the abyssal mouth of the black dragon, and slashed it from below!

The people on the top of the city saw the moonlight suddenly appear, and mercury leaked on the ground. The black dragon's head was split in two, and the lower half fell heavily to the ground.

"No way?" Zeng Feixiong was shocked, "Is it so useless? It's a waste of time."

The black dragon died, so what should they do? Will they be buried with it?