My male coach breaks the void

"Why did you show me these?" Liu Shuhan stood where he was, clenched his fists.His narrow cuff, which was praised by the peach demon just now, tightly strangled his wrist, and the touch felt like a sticky water plant growing from the abyss.

For Liu Shuhan, a weak human being, more than ten years is the longest time he can feel. They are all quietly silent in this young man's heart, and they are as strange as a dream.But during this long time, he has never been afraid of anything—that kind of fear from the bottom of his heart, except when he thinks that Taoyao will leave him one day, he has never felt it.

"The roots of rotten plants growing in the mud, lost their eyes and distorted their shape, what else is there to be afraid of?" Liu Shuhan clearly remembered that he once asked himself so unfeelingly.

At that time, he never knew that one day in the future, he would feel such a suffocating fear because of someone else's dream.

"You did this," he asked word by word to the empty dense forest in front of him, "Is it just to make me back away because of fear?"

"Do you think it's good for me, do you think..." When he said the last word, he even broke his voice a little: "Does it work!"

However, the labyrinth-like forest in front of me still exudes a faint light—sunlight slowly sprinkles on the towering canopy of trees, but does not give a little warmth to the ground.I don't know when it started, a thin mist filled the air, Liu Shuhan didn't know where Taoyao was.

—he might never know.

No one cannot live without him.What everyone fears is not loss, but the loneliness that loss brings.

The reason why Liu Shuhan has such a big obsession with Taoyao is that he has not seen through this point.

——What he was afraid of was just the loneliness after losing that big monster.

"What exactly...how can I get him back..." Liu Shuhan clasped his temples hard, trying to make himself more awake, but the memory of others just now consumed almost all of his energy.

——that anxious, empty, suffocating feeling.Lonely.

lonely.

Liu Shuhan didn't want supreme power, didn't want to trample anyone under his feet, no matter what he had experienced, he was just a child after all, he just wanted someone to accompany him.But now he can only sit on the ground weakly, breathing in the turbid air.

In the secret realm of mountains and seas, in this secret realm known as "pure resources", Liu Shuhan knew that he was special - not only referring to the degree of attention he received among several families, but also referring to his completely unreasonable experiences - Like someone was desperately trying to tell him something, or stop him from something.Thanks to this, Liu Shuhan knew that his life would not be in any danger.

It's just that he lost the big monster, the big monster who was restrained by him and ordered not to leave.

his life.

Liu Shuhan even hoped that he could encounter more dangers, even if it was a huge monster that would definitely die when he encountered it, even if it was a thousand-year-old poison that he had no countermeasures at all, he was more looking forward to death than to lose anything.

That will be stable and reassuring.

Liu Shuhan grabbed a leaf on the ground and tore it into pieces bit by bit.

Suddenly there was a crackling sound behind him.

Liu Shuhan put his hand into his Qiankun bag.He stood up slowly, with green plant blood embedded in his nails.

A deep roar rang out with a bloody breath, and even the branches that had remained unchanged for thousands of years shook slightly.Ordinary spirit beasts have already fled back to their warm homes, but Liu Shuhan can only breathe the air full of muddy smell.

Zhanfeng - a monster shaped like a leopard.This is a monster equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"What you want. As you wish."

Liu Shuhan suddenly realized that he had found the weakness of this illusion—this illusion came from his heart.

His grief, and his longing for death, which he hadn't even been aware of.

This illusion is impeccable.

"Damn it..." The young man in purple clothes chopped off the dead poisonous dust vine in front of him, and the green juice flowing from the blade reflected a strange light.

"Was my luck taken away by someone else?"

As you can see, this man is wearing a top-quality defensive cloak, holding a "snake-slaying" dagger full of critical strikes, and his head hairpin is the female hairpin of the legendary "Chasing Wind and Piercing Clouds". , even to the point where people dare not look directly at the young man, is the concubine of the Liu family who had a "fate" with the big monster that Liu Shuhan was thinking of before - King Liu Xiang.As for how he suddenly became so noble and extraordinary, I will explain it later, and just talk about his experience of entering the secret realm of mountains and seas——

Since entering this dark forest, he has encountered all kinds of dangers that he didn't even think of.On the periphery of the secret realm of ordinary resources, there is usually a layer of strange fruits that rely on spiritual power to grow. Pengchuan calls this small and exquisite fruit "Li Yan", and the people of Hanhai City call it "Junhe". The fourth tone in .This kind of fruit has the effect of repelling insects and anti-virus. Except for immortals—that is, cultivators, they will probably die if they eat it. Even monsters and fairy beasts are no exception. This makes the edge of the secret realm very safe. For living creatures with too high a cultivation level, the disciples of the Immortal Family can also sort things out or take a rest for a while.But for King Liu Xiang, who memorized the knowledge of the secret realm by heart, it happened that this had no effect on him-almost the moment he stepped into the secret realm, he was attacked by the sand firebird's long beak, and he didn't even look at it. Find out how many layers of wings the big bird has - the brighter the sand fire bird's feathers are, and the more layers it has, the higher its cultivation level - he only heard the frightening sound of flying swords coming from the sky sound.

This sand fire bird, to say the least, has the cultivation level of ordinary cultivators at the golden core stage.

"Although this situation is not common, but if this continues, my character design will collapse." The purple-clothed boy didn't fluctuate in his heart. He just thought about it and threw out a lot of talisman papers pretending to be amazed, trying to attract sand. Firebird's attention was then able to get away.After all, the sand firebird mostly feeds on the spiritual fruits in the secret realm, and the spells full of spiritual power can barely resist one or two.

——All in all, he doesn't want to waste too many resources on the periphery of the secret realm.

But the sand fire bird in the Jindan stage is not a domestic plaything. It has a two-step-long beak that not only has barb-like teeth, but also carries a flame that is enough to scorch human skin.How many giants have died under its beak, it has been countless for thousands of years.

Underestimating the enemy—they all died in the hands of the word "underestimating the enemy".

With the throwing of the talisman paper and his forced retreat, King Liu Xiang seemed to have come to a place that was not marked on the map of the secret realm. After he threw the No.30 fire talisman, he suddenly felt a gloomy fear .

The kind of eerie fear like wet and rotting leaves in the dense forest—like the blood-sucking leeches in the dry house dungeon, usually lurking in the dark bottom of the water, exuding a damp and cold breath like water, waiting for you to feel it When present, they have covered your entire lower body and nearly killed you.

mist.Endless thick fog came from behind, like a huge cage, enveloping himself and the sand fire bird that was close in front of him but could not be seen clearly.

King Liu Xiang slightly widened his eyes.

--This is impossible.

We all know that the sand fire bird is a high-level spirit beast with a fire attribute. Its fire attribute is not only in the way of attack, but also releases the energy of the fire attribute in the process of marching - even in the spirit root, the mutated fog spirit root It will also be restrained by the spiritual root of the fire attribute, not to mention the mountain mist against the aura of the Jindan period.

King Liu Xiang suddenly remembered a legend he had heard when he was a child. This legend came from nowhere, and he couldn't even find out its prototype. He only knew that it suddenly appeared in his mind.King Liu Xiang once thought it was just an ordinary rumor, and he left it behind without even "doing more entanglement", only to feel the coldness that churned up from his heart——

"Wading over the fallen trees, wading the dark river, and before he walked the path where the starlight did not shine, the woodcutter took a breath of cool air--the cool air was as sticky as some A kind of Gu worm, tightly grasping his internal organs."

"The woodcutter lit the torch."

"The oilcloth made a crackling sound, and the plants glued their dew to his calves, but the fog around him didn't dissipate until he felt his face was about to be burned."

"'Is this really the mist in the mountains?', the woodcutter, who had entered the inhuman realm, held the burning stick, and the light of the fire gradually dimmed until there was only darkness--darkness that could not be seen. .”

"This is not the mist in the mountains, but the breath of the gods."

——This is the breath of the gods.

The purple-clothed boy unconsciously lowered his hand holding the spell and magic weapon, and stood there muttering to himself.

——This is the breath of the gods.