I’m From Miao Star

Yu Xingyang said: “Naturally return to the frontier battlefield and join the Cangming army!”

Ding Meng suddenly increased his vigilance: “The two countries are at war. What do we meet with Cangming Kingdom?”

Yu Xingyang proudly said: “Naturally, we will conquer the world, unify the five countries, and create a big country!”

Ding Meng Shen Said: “Mr. Yu, I remember you are not such a person.”

Yu Xingyang said: “I am carrying out the will of the Holy Spirit.”

Ding Meng coldly said: “The holy tree protects the people of the world and will never launch wars and bring disasters. This is not the will of the Holy Spirit.”

The smile on Yu Xingyang’s face disappeared: “You are not willing to follow We are gone?”

Ding Meng said angrily: “You are definitely not the real Mr. Yu and Mrs. Yu.”

Yu Xingyang replied coldly: “Since you don’t If you’re willing to go, there’s no need to keep you.”

He turned his head to signal Long Yao, and Long Yao immediately took out her sharp Lingxian knife. As soon as the knife was out, even The four fields were all lit up by that stunning brilliance.

Ding Meng suddenly feels a splitting headache again, and can’t afford to resist.

“shua ————”

The curved blade light has been twisted to the front, and even the face can feel the severe ice cold aura.

Ding Meng fell down. He only felt a tingling pain in his chest. He knew that this blade had penetrated his heart. The pain seemed not to be pain, but a relief.

This kind of feeling is like a man who has worked hard for many years. He has lost his shackles and shackles at once, and has been liberated to the greatest extent. Ding Meng even has the urge to cover his head and take a nap.

At this time, the vision returns to normal, and there is the kind of ripples jumping around in front of you. This is indeed an illusion created by divine light technology, but this illusion is too real, compared to the one in the colorful star It is true, because the Yu Xingyang he perceives is the real Yu Xingyang, his figure, clothes, and even his breath are not bad.

Ding Meng feels weak all over again. This is not a problem of origin, but a kind of emotional depression. As for the reason, he can’t explain it. He has never felt so tired. Tiredness from the heart seems to be tired of everything.

He remembered his hometown, a village of verdant hills and limpid water, with long rivers, green lawns, running happily and freely, and a golden childhood. It’s a pity that all of this happened suddenly The disaster was ruined…

Suddenly there was another sharp sting in the brain, and the all around scene began to change again. He fixed his eyes, this time he returned to the Blue Pole Star City Shenghaofen. The office of the president of the department.

What the crystal light glaze exudes is no longer the blue shimmer state, but a pink color. This office is full of an ambiguous atmosphere.

“You are finally back!” Lan Bing’s voice sounded from the table of the big class.

This time Ding Meng knows what the hell is happening. I don’t know what the hell is happening in this illusion?

However, no matter how he is mentally prepared, he can’t stand the picture before him, because Lan Bing is wearing a three-point swimsuit with a layer of veil, snowy jade-like skin and slim All of his figure is unobstructed in his eyes.

“Do you miss me?” Lan Bing hooked his neck as soon as he came up.

Ding Meng did not move. It was exactly the same as the last illusion. Lan Bing is the genuine Lan Bing. Even the illusion is no different from daoist. She can smell the fresh and natural sweet smell of Ding Meng. come out.

Lan Bing showed a charming smile: “Does it feel a headache?”

“How do you know?” Ding Meng replied calmly.

Lan Bing’s breath is almost sprayed on his face: “Because only you miss me, so you have a headache!”

Ding Meng coldly said: “If not What?”

Lan Bing suddenly pressed his face to his chin, opened his lips and gently bit his earlobe, his voice was very fascinated: “It must be, because I know that you have been Thinking of me, you won’t have a headache…”

Ding Meng seems to be numb all over, and Lan Bing’s soft tongue seems to be licking his neck. No one can withstand this kind of stimulation. .

Another fragrant breeze hit, Ding Meng found that his mouth was blocked by another pair of soft lips. He looked down and saw that this person turned out to be Dai Yi, and Dai Yi was almost completely inside. The ornament, wandering around his chest like a snake.

Ding Meng still has a trace of reason: “Young Lady Dai?”

Dai Yi’s breathing is very short, and his voice is also in his ears. Light sound: “Husband, you have worked hard. Just come back safely, let us serve you together and let you experience the happiness of a man.”

Ding Meng’s breathing has also become hurried. To tell the truth, this kind of two women serving a husband together The situation is the dream of countless men. Now that two women are walking around him with their mouths, Ding Meng is on the verge of collapse.

The last trace of reason seems to be being swallowed by the fire of desire, but it is also this last trace of reason that reminds him: No! This is an illusion!

But why is this illusion so real and so fascinated, it is a land of warmth and tenderness, indulged in it, never want to wake up.

Ding Meng suddenly reacted in an instant. Wasn’t it the same in the Seven Colors system? The reason for the illusion is that your own Heart Demon is causing trouble. This time, Heart Demon has been completely enlarged to the limit, exposing all the most obscure things in your heart.

This kind of illusion will never stop. This scene will pass, and the next scene will jump out, endless and endless. This is what makes you never wake up.

Ignoring the danger, Ding Meng forced the third origin and kicked the two women into the air.

“shua ————”

All the illusions have disappeared, and the picture in front of me has returned to that kind of strange ripples, but the sting of the brain is still there. Intensified, now it is no longer painful, but extremely weak, emotionally low to the freezing point, as if a voice is telling him: give up! Let go of all this! Go back and have a good sleep! everything will get better!

“Never————” Ding Meng angry roar, whether it is a phantom or a Demon, he has been resisting, insisting, and fighting those unfairness all his life, regardless of face He never compromises on any oppression.

After forcibly cheering up, Ding Meng sat down cross-legged again. He knew how to deal with this negative emotion. He entered the primary level consciousness space. The illusory shadow was sitting on the reef, watching the vast expanse The sea, Ding Meng’s mind seems to be following through. This is a memory he rarely touches, but he is working hard to remember…

…

Time goes back In that winter, the severe cold is not at all over, and the blizzard in the sky is like this weird illusion, it is ruthlessly eating away at your Willpower.

Sometimes hunger and cold are like an invisible poison, which makes people gradually numb their hands and feet, their vision gradually blurs, and their consciousness gradually becomes blank. Ding Meng walks alone in the snow-covered countryside. He hadn’t dripped rice for three days. When he was really thirsty, he went to devour the ice and snow on the ground, but the ice and snow fell on his stomach and his whole body felt colder, and a voice seemed to tell him: Give up! Fall to the ground and have a good sleep!

He knows that he must not fall at this time. If he falls, he will never get up. However, the vain pace is not enough to support him, and suddenly he does not know what he is stepping on. , The whole person slipped under his feet and rolled into the deep ditch next to him.

But when he woke up, he found that he was not at all dead. He seemed to be in a shack. The shack was very simple, built with rough stones and covered with some dry straw. He is lying on this pile of straw.

A man walked in outside the door. This man was about his age, ragged and dirty. He was obviously a refugee who had fled, but he always had a friendly and gentle smile on his face:” You are awake!”

Ding Meng didn’t get up because he couldn’t get up at all, he was too weak.

The boy brought a bowl of hot soup over: “Drink something!”

Ding Meng is not polite, regardless of whether the soup is hot or the soup is light. He raised his neck and swallowed it.

The whole body feels a little better after the hot soup, Ding Meng said curiously: “Did you save me?”

The boy smiled and shook his head: “No, it’s a cow Uncle picked you back.”

Ding Meng is even more curious: “Who is Uncle Niu?”

The boy said: “He is right next door, but you’d better not bother He, his Senior has a bad temper.”

Ding Meng thought for a while, and then said: “May I ask what your name is?”

The boy laughed again: “My name is ——Zheng Ming!”

“Thank you, Zheng Ming big brother!” Ding Meng raised his head and said seriously.

“You are welcome!” Zheng Ming waved his hand, “Why did you suffer such a serious injury?”

Ding Meng was silent and said: “Steal a small bag from a big family Noodles were stabbed twice!”

Zheng Ming also fell silent. They were all children who survived hardships. Stealing such things is commonplace, but after stealing noodles, It is a miracle that he can survive a double-stab in the stomach.

“Recover your injuries!” Zheng Ming comforted him, “Don’t worry when you come here, there are star weaving plants here.”

Ding Meng immediately lowered his head and he noticed Although Zheng Ming’s clothes were tattered, he was wearing a pair of animal leather gloves on his hands, and there were blood stains on the gloves.

“Are you picking grass with bare hands?” Ding Meng hesitated.

Star Weaving is difficult to be pulled up by the roots. If you really want to pick it with bare hands, you must wrap your palms with bark and animal skins, but even such injuries are inevitable.

Zheng Ming laughed: “I eat with my own labor. Isn’t this shameful?”

Ding Meng suddenly took out the dark golden claw from his worn-out pocket Knife: “Take this one and use it!”

Zheng Ming didn’t refuse either. He looked at the knife carefully: “You are all like this, but this knife is well preserved.”

Ding Meng laughed: “This is not an ordinary knife. It is a hero knife. It has been handed down for many generations. It was given to me by the previous Big Brother Ren. He said that this knife is required Leave it to those who really need it, I think you need it now, take it and use it!”

Zheng Ming cautiously put away the knife: “Thank you, rest assured, I will take care of it. Use it!”