Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

He had actually been outside for two or three days in an unconscious state. During this time, Wei Yang and the others had come, but he still felt a little strange when seeing people, so they didn't stay long.

Zhenqing was sitting next to him wiping his sweat when he heard the boy murmur unconsciously: "Brother, save me."

It has been two or three days, and this is the first time Qiu Bieyi has responded to people outside.

The boy was startled and stood up quickly: "Dad! Qiuqiu........."

Before he could finish his words, God instantly appeared in front of the young man. He grabbed Qiu Bieyi's wrist. The man frowned and raised his hand to gently touch Qiu Bieyi's forehead. The oath that the young man had sworn at the beginning slowly emerged.

"Ah Qing." The man sighed and said softly, "The hatred in his previous life was too deep. He closed himself off in his subconscious and couldn't get out. You and him made a vow. You are the only one who can go to his conscious world and bring him back."

Zhenqing held the handkerchief in his hand and stared at the face of the boy lying on the bed. He had not seen those sapphire eyes for a long time.

He grabbed the boy's hand and said, "Dad, what should I do?"

Shen Pingjing and Zhenqing stared at each other for a long while, and He warned: "Use your own divine power to touch this oath text, you will enter his spiritual world, you will see him, and lead him out of the nightmare. Ah Qing, remember, don't stay too long."

God handed Zhenqing a small jade stone, which was emitting a warm light. "Time is short. If the light of this jade stone dims and you find him, then you can grab his hand, and you and he can crush this jade stone at the same time, and you will come back.

This is a mandatory return, and it will cause damage to him, so if you can break the nightmare with him, then break it, and if there is really no other way, just crush it. "

"I'll guard you at the door."

God stood up and walked out of the room.

"Ah Qing, go pick him up and take him home."

The boy sat on the bed, carefully recalling what the god had said about his "previous life", "resentment", and "self-enclosure". He made a rough guess in his mind, and the silver-haired boy picked up Qiu Bieyi slightly, closed his eyes, and put his forehead against the boy's, "Ayi, I'm taking you home."

Everything went dark before his eyes, and when Zhen Qing opened his eyes, he found himself in darkness. If he guessed correctly, this should be Qiu Bieyi's sea of ​​consciousness.

That is the spiritual world.

His spiritual world is a golden ocean, while Qiu Bieyi's is dark.

The young man frowned and looked around. Qiu Bieyi was not a god, and he did not have any divine power molecules. Without a person, the sea of ​​consciousness was a pitch-black sea and a world of endless darkness. This was not the real spiritual world.

Zhenqing randomly chose a direction and walked forward. Sure enough, in the darkness he found the five-year-old little Tuanzi.

The ball was very small, curled up on the ground. Because it was a spiritual body, it emitted a faint glow and could be seen at a glance in the darkness. There was no life in the ball's eyes, and tears kept flowing down its cheeks and onto the sea.

Zhenqing felt a pain in his chest filling his entire senses, and besides heartache, he felt only worry.

The boy rushed over and picked up Tuanzi. He found that Tuanzi's body was cold. With red eyes, he called softly, "Qiuqiu."

Qiu Bieyi had been locked up in this endless darkness for too long. This body was the one he had in his previous life when he was over five years old. The coldness of the sea had penetrated into his body. He couldn't see clearly and couldn't sense anything, but in a trance he only felt that he was picked up and entered a very warm embrace. It was very warm, a warmth he had never experienced in his previous life, with the familiar scent of sandalwood.

Tuanzi looked up at the boy holding her in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother?"

Zhenqing held Qiu Bieyi's face in his hands and warmed the boy's face with the warmth of his hands, "I'm here, I'm here."

"Brother?" Tuanzi felt Zhenqing's hand on his face, and he raised his hand to hold it: "Brother? I can't see you."

"What............." Zhenqing paused. He stared carefully at the eyes of Tuanzi in front of him. The beautiful blue eyes had lost their luster.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a miserable cry and scream.

The boy looked over when he heard the sound.

“Brother!!!” Qiu Bieyi knew what that voice was. It was his miserable past life. He raised his hand and groped to try to cover Zhenqing’s eyes. He cried and begged: “Don’t look, please, please! Don’t look!!!”

It’s too late, Zhenqing has already seen it clearly.

Although it hasn’t reached that stage yet, we have everything we need.

Beating, scolding, humiliation, from the age of six to twenty, every scene was so unbearable, this was Qiu Bieyi's previous life.

Zhenqing held Tuanzi tightly in his arms with trembling hands. The boy's eyes were bloodshot and murderous intent emanated from his body, so thick that it seemed as if it was tainted with the eerie ghost energy of hell.

Qiu Bieyi was frightened by this chilling coldness. He grabbed Zhenqing's hand and said in panic: "Brother, please don't abandon me. I am clean, I am clean. I have done nothing in this life......"

Zhenqing lowered his head and picked up Tuanzi, letting Tuanzi hug his neck: "Qiuqiu, brother is here, don't be afraid."

The young man whispered in Tuanzi's ear again and again, constantly comforting Qiu Bieyi, but his eyes never left those pictures.

He carefully memorized the faces of everyone who had done those things to Qiu Bieyi. No one could escape, and every one of them should be cut into pieces without a complete corpse!!!

The young man raised his hand and used his divine power to tear the picture into pieces. The pictures shattered like a mirror and then turned into ashes and disappeared.

Zhenqing kissed Qiu Bieyi on the forehead: "Qiuqiu, let's go home."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, Qiu Bieyi's accumulated grievances for two lifetimes burst out in an instant, and then the entire dark nightmare space instantly shattered, revealing his true face.

The blue sea, the azure sky, and in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness is a huge and beautiful blue crystal core spirit body. This is Qiu Bieyi's true spiritual world.

Zhenqing felt Tuanzi's body temperature gradually rising, so he put him down. Small blue and golden spots of light quickly flew towards him, and the five-year-old Tuanzi gradually returned to reality.

The blood-red pattern on the boy's forehead, the beautiful sapphire eyes, and the long cold brown hair, this is the real Qiu Bieyi.

"elder brother............."

As soon as Qiu Bieyi opened his mouth, Zhenqing hugged him tightly.

"Dad made your favorite spicy boiled pork slices."

"Wei Yang and the others came and said that if you don't wake up, they won't wait for you anymore. We will go to take the third test by ourselves."

"Zhai Yan's mother said that she recently got a batch of good metal materials that can be used as weapons for you."

"My uncle said that if you don't wake up, he will use you as a guinea pig to dissect you and find out why you can't wake up for so long."

Zhenqing looked at Qiu Bieyi with a smile on her face: "I've been taking care of you for two or three days. I'm very tired."

The young man stood on tiptoe and pressed his forehead against Qiu Bieyi's. When the two runes touched each other, they gave off a warm feeling. His silver hair flew up, and he gradually disappeared and turned into a golden spot of light.

"And I miss you so much. You are not alone. I am always here."

"go home!"