Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 2 Trapped in a Black Hole (2)

How many wronged spirits and demons are there, just like her, who are not guilty enough and should not come to this heinous and dark Wangchuan Stream?

How many rare children from another world can enter the demonic world without being "demonized" by it?

In this critical moment, when she raised her sword to the sky and wanted to ask God for help, Jiu Xiaohan felt the aura from her whole body from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. It was so powerful and so difficult to control herself. She really

About to break out:

Perhaps, when we reach the end of our lives and face a desperate situation, we will reach nirvana and start a real and thorough struggle against fate!

At this moment, Jiu Xiaohan even felt that the power of heaven that he was about to burst out had far surpassed that of the queen who once experienced the thunder of calamity with the saint of the heavenly clan, and the queen of all the clans in the world.

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What's more, even if the Queen of Heaven shows her power, it is absolutely impossible to overthrow her husband's palace, subvert it, and then reestablish a new rule that has never existed in this world.

Perhaps, just because he was in this fictional dreamland, Jiu Xiaohan was able to completely "release" his true self, letting go of the potential "potential" in his body that seemed to have been suppressed for tens of thousands of years.

"Tianli" finally burst out the most unstoppable energy without any scruples——

She wants to save all living beings who are lost and obsessed with becoming demons, in this "evil" Forgotten River!

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However, wow~~~

Often, it is at this most critical juncture that her "overbearing" natural power potential is always "handsome" for only a moment...

Because of that, her extremely keen sense of smell starts to cause trouble. There will always be a critical moment at this moment. When it is time to close up the famous scene that shows the spirit of the fantasy heroine, she will definitely smell the same smell that always happens.

Then in that nightmare, the strong smell of blood reappeared as always.

The smell of blood that became more pungent each time, and penetrated deeper into her memory more and more each time, would definitely choke her to the point where she couldn't breathe at all.

It was only after she couldn't stop retching that she finally regained consciousness from that extremely realistic and trance-like nightmare.

That voice suddenly stopped midway at the critical point.

Immediately, the "spring and autumn dream" of a "female hero breaking through the three realms" that she had hoped for was once again shattered into scum.

Jiu Xiaohan thought to himself.

Of course, Jiu Xiaohan will occasionally worry:

What would happen if one day I couldn't wake up?

In the bottom of his heart, Jiu Xiaohan wanted to talk to himself and say something unpleasant:

What's more, in this terrifying "death" cave, when you are in danger, it is really not easy to unexpectedly "encounter" such a living creature who is still breathing half a breath of life like yourself.

At the moment when he woke up, Jiu Xiaohan's little heart was beating rapidly again, just like when he had a dream in the past.

First of all, if ordinary people are so painful that they become numb and die, what kind of miserable situation would that be?

Hey, who was talking just now?

"No wonder, I dreamed about that "Three Realms and Seven Clans Don't Care" pickled Wangchuan...! What's the smell around here? It's simply disgusting."

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Between the breaths, the weak human breath with a little inner body temperature is exhaled, which is replaced by the coldness and the unpleasant musty dampness.

But then, unexpectedly, her self-doubt was immediately lifted.

啕~~~啕~~~

This time, without exception, Jiu Xiaohan, who was usually a vegetarian, was disgusted by his strange dream again.

It will always make Jiu Xiaohan easier and easier to believe in the dream and become more immersed in it.

Even if he is not dead at this moment, I am afraid that his soul has already started wandering back and forth at the gate of the underworld several times...

"That's a demonic vine... the more you struggle, the tighter it is, the deeper it pierces, and finally..."

She originally thought that the young man behind her had similar feelings to her...

"In the end, you will unknowingly die from pain and numbness all over your body!"

"Hey~~~Why is it that Wangchuan Stream again?"

Although Jiu Xiaohan was secretly unhappy, the colors of the dream were rich, making her feel more real and full of emotion and blood boiling than reality.

Similarly, when she felt sick to her stomach, she suddenly woke up, half-opening and half-squinting her strange-colored blue eyes. Even so, she couldn't see anything.

But if she didn't pay attention for a moment, she would definitely miss it in an instant; it even seemed that it was not meant for her in the first place.

No matter whether the "dream" is "beautiful" or "evil".

At best, it was just an illusion, and she should have become ordinary.

Time seems to stand still here, and it seems like a long, long time has passed.

At that moment, Jiu Xiaohan suddenly realized that he was being strangled by thorns on the rope with something like an inverted sharp point on his wrist, and his ankles were sore.

Because, on ordinary days, Jiu Xiaohan would not use his eyes to see anyone within five feet of her, no matter if it was a human or a demon.

Moreover, those binding ropes seemed to have countless burrs everywhere; ever since he woke up, Jiu Xiaohan's arms and legs began to feel numb wherever they came into contact with the binding ropes.

If it were modern times, it would probably only be initially judged as a typical symptom of a special kind of allergic rhinitis. However, in the time and space background of that vague era, it was her unique "natural power" unique to Jiu Xiaohan.

If, at this moment, the two ghost messengers Hei and Bai Wuchang came to take him away, and Jiu Xiaohan could not move or speak, even if he had the ability to bargain with them, it would be of no use after all.

There is no road in this world; when there are many people walking, it becomes a road;

Similarly, 80% of the time, there is no "dream" in this world; if more people "think", it becomes "real"...

It sounded like a ghostly echo, except that the other party's tone was slow, soft, and weak.

Her lips were always covered with a thick layer of sticky substance of unknown origin, and she could not speak any words. She could only curl up on the ground, humming.

Could it be that the other party's strength is still higher than that of his master, Taoist Wuweizi?

Jiu Xiaohan's heart felt like a layer of white frost: In the end...? What will happen to me?

This movement didn't matter. But she didn't expect that the strength she wanted to break free was still a little too much.

Her consciousness will also wake up again, and she will be pulled back to the reality where she is "hidden in the wild" and "protected" by the barrier set up by Master Wuweizi!

At the same time, what made her a little curious and puzzled was that the wounds did not seem to bleed, as if the slender silver needles used for acupuncture had hit painful points.

Hiss~~~

Jiu Xiaohan couldn't help but make a sound in pain, and this so-called "sound", from the outside, was probably just a sound with vibrating vocal cords that she could only squeeze out from her squeaking, humming throat,

That’s all.

This should be regarded as a unique kind of fate where we share the same hardships and pity each other, a bit like what I had with my seventeenth junior brother Wu Yan back then?

That's what Jiu Xiaohan thought simply.

Just by relying on her small nose, which can be called "almost perfect" with its curves and sense of smell, she can tell whether the other person is male or female, where they come from, and their desires with just one sniff.

Why wait until someone "smells" something like eight or nine?

No! Wrong!

Whether he had good intentions or planned to drag someone with her to the underworld before she died, the young man who took the initiative to remind her not to move around had serious injuries on his body.

Even if it was, this recurring, extremely disgusting, pitiful nightmare would always make her almost suffocate to death in the end!

In other words, if it were anyone else, they would definitely think to themselves: It's just that from time to time, there would be such an illusion of "the hero failed to save the common people in the Forgotten River Valley", and it would be over.

Since it was difficult for her to move her body and she couldn't even make a slight turning movement, she had to smell the smell on the ground that made her feel uncomfortable from time to time. Then, she couldn't help but cough a few times.

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What's more, talking about breaking the sky is not a major event that actually happened before the eyes of the world, such as the collapse of the world, the horror and horror, and the annihilation of all living things.

What kind of disgusting smell of demons and unsightly horrific scenes had she not heard her brothers and sisters vividly recreate it? Shouldn't she have adapted to it a long time ago?

After all, she can't die yet! She has a very, very fatal mission that she has yet to complete!

The slower, more ethereal voice came once again from a place about ten feet away from behind Jiu Xiaohan. It was slower, lighter, and weaker than before.

After waking up from the dream, it is no big deal to vomit or vomit! She can take it for granted and is cleaning up the leftover food and garbage that her stomach has not had time to digest during the night!

In addition, she can also silently recite the "Suppressing Demons and Clearing the Heart" ninety-nine and eighty-one times, as if she has experienced the three worlds and seven races in advance in the nightmare, which is performed by her own delusions.

Great catastrophe!

However, every time those disgusting smells, heart-rending screams, and unbearable scenes were stronger and more real than before.

However, at the beginning, her attention was still focused on guessing the special smell of the surrounding environment, and she did not pay too much attention to the little details of the ropes tied to her hands and feet.

Secondly, I really didn’t have any auditory hallucinations. The other party was really a...living creature, right?

If this goes on for a long time, will I fall into a deep sleep for a longer period of time?

Over time, will I be completely trapped in the eternal fantasy about the nightmare of the Forgotten River Stream?

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So, in the darkness, her eyes seemed to be filled with two pieces of shit that couldn't be shaken off. She couldn't open them at all and couldn't see anything.

It is impossible for a hero to die forever. Unless he is a god or an ordinary person, he would not be willing to dream about the scene of his own death, right? Moreover, it is still a story-telling plot in which he is competing with God!

However, when Jiu Xiaohan occasionally thought about it carefully, no matter what, he was already twenty years younger. He had never eaten pork, and had never seen pigs eating human flesh?

Perhaps because she had been bound by those ropes for too long, she found that the half of her body that was close to the ground felt slightly numb, so she subconsciously struggled a few more times.

But, unfortunately, when she learned the truth later, she finally understood: This time, it was her who paid the wrong amount again!

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At this moment, Jiu Xiaohan felt that his hands and feet were tied, making him unable to speak or see.

"What the hell is that thing that's choking me?" Even if she wanted to speak, she could only think with her head.

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In the almost deathly silent darkness, the sudden words made Jiu Xiaohan break into a cold sweat on her back, and her heart skipped a beat:

After she quickly calmed down the fear and nervousness that had just overtaken her, from the other person's dying tone and the fact that the other person was almost close at hand, but had almost no normal heartbeat, pulse and breath rhythm,

Jiu Xiaohan was convinced that he could tell by "listening" and "smelling":

However, God has the virtue of good life, and practitioners should be compassionate...

Master Wuweizi, who is the "hunting guard Taoist", has always taught her this way; of course, Jiu Xiaohan also accepts the instruction from his heart, believes it to the bone, and implements it from beginning to end.

Jiu Xiaohan was completely unsure whether the source of that voice was a human, a demon, or a god...!!!

When she concentrated her mind and stood up her ears again, trying to carefully locate the sound, she couldn't hear it again: Could it be that her consciousness had not yet fully awakened, and she was experiencing auditory hallucinations in a half-dream state?

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Fortunately, she coughed a few times and inadvertently moved her body to shake a few times subconsciously. She seemed to feel that the ropes on her wrists and ankles were a little uncomfortable.

The little brother's life right now is wasting the limited yang energy left in the darkness around her that can support her normal breathing.

But, in fact, what surprised her the most was that in an already passive and dangerous situation, there was actually a big living creature so close to her; and what frightened her the most was that she woke up.

After that, how could I not be alert at all in the first place?

This is too supernatural! Too... passive; too... dangerous!

At this moment, a voice suddenly came faintly: "Don't move!"

Moreover, half of her face was pressed tightly against the sticky ground.

Jiu Xiaohan, who was wearing a gray short-breasted robe and disguised as a man, didn't care about the little bit of mysophobia that she usually had. She was just thinking about how to cope with the violent coughing.

, slowly turn over and sit up from the ground before talking.

There is only one fact, but the truth is infinite.

Once the metaverse is opened, the original "truth" will disappear.

Instead, there are just sets of carefully designed "scripts"...

If you are not careful, you will unknowingly say goodbye to the truth and drift away...

In the face of crises that are everywhere, is your flow energy still enough to defend yourself?

(End of chapter)