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Chapter 152: A Dream Half a Life ([-])

Ningxia couldn't understand how she got to this point.From the developed and civilized modern society to the backward fantasy world, from the stable and stable Wuhua faction to the dark tide and turbulent Fengming City, and finally to a place where I don't know where it is. Ghost appearance.

The experience was so bizarre that her mind couldn't get around it.

Ever since she was reborn in the world of comprehension, Ning Xia seldom thought of her life in the modern world for more than 30 years.It's not that I don't want to miss it. After all, it's the place where I lived for more than thirty years, but I don't want to think about it. What's the point of thinking about the past that can't go back?
So since she came to this world, she has been living her life seriously and trying her best to adapt to the world.But what is the situation now?She can only think about whether these are some or not.

Missing those years of struggle in the modern world, missing the tenderness between family members in this world, missing the fulfilling cultivation career of the Wuhua School, and even the suffering, sadness, pain and embarrassment she has experienced in the past have become her precious now. memory.

The more she misses the good old days, the more miserable her current situation becomes.She has completely lost her entity, and has become a virtual soul in this world, who can only wander in the forest all day long, trying to find her way home.

The sad soul that has lost the meaning of its own existence is spent in countless hours, and the little thing that is left is gradually becoming less clear.

Living in the wasteland, losing his body, his consciousness is blurred, his memory is blurred, and he wanders in the deserted forest day after day.

She went from anger to calm, from calm to anxiety, and from anxiety to disappointment, and finally all her emotions turned into a cavity of despair.

In these days of unknown sun and moon, gradually she forgot her past, her name, her appearance, and how she came here... Everything became blurred, as if the world existed. Only in this endless forest.

The only thing that remains unchanged is an increasingly strong obsession, which has nothing to do with the past and does not know the reason.The ghosts floating in this place insisted on holding a breath and refused to dissipate in the world along with the development.

There was always a voice in her heart calling her not to give up, not to forget, but she just couldn't remember it.

What to give up?Forgot what?In the end... what is she going to do? ——
"Everyone, after this catastrophe, how are your senses?" Everyone sitting or standing in the unknown pure white space stared at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in the space with some vigilance.

Hearing this question again, he was a little stunned.Everyone here has had an unforgettable experience just now, and it is obvious that many people have not fully reacted.

Yeah, just a dream!Prosperity and wealth are false.Power is in hand, and it's fake.Everything you think about is fake.

Everything in the dream is so real, the glory, the glory days and the ups and downs seem to exist.It is undeniable that they once indulged in it, and that was what they longed most in their hearts.But in the end it was all just an empty dream, and only one thing was real, and that was themselves.

So they killed this life with their own hands and came back to the real world.

Looking at the thoughtful disciple below, Yue Lu smiled knowingly and did not mention the topic again.

Turning into a funnel that will bottom out, he said with a smile: "Everyone here is considered to pass our first level, and you can enter the next stage. There is still some time, I wonder if there are lucky ones? Please wait patiently."

Looking at the funnel with only a little bit of scum left on the top, all the disciples present had mixed feelings in their hearts, thinking that the half-life spent by the scenery was just a time passed by the funnel.They were dazzled by the huge contrast between the real and the unreal.
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The time was almost up, and the pinch of sand that could be twisted up before was about to run out, and the miracle did not happen.

No one rushes to qualify for the next round at the last minute.

Yue Lu held up the lake-green funnel and prepared to retract his sleeves.

"Pfft!" There was a crisp sound of glass cracking, and a vortex of spiritual energy appeared in the pure white space, and a small figure slanted down from it.

The other party seemed to have softened his legs, and stood up a little unsteadily on the ground.Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, the immature little face was a little stunned (horrified?) at the moment, with an undecided look.

God knows how frightened Ningxia was when she came out and found herself surrounded by so many eyes.

What the hell! What should I do if I suddenly enjoy the treatment of the protagonist and become the focus of everyone's attention?urgent!Wait online!
　Everyone's fantasy space is related to their obsessions and mood, and Ningxia's is no exception.She came to this world for a long time and failed to fully integrate into it. Maybe she did work hard to survive, or maybe she had to adapt, but this was not real integration, and she never had enough real sense of the world.

　　Ningxia's desire for this world is too indifferent and does not seek to make progress.Her position on her own existence is completely vague. She secretly denies her existence here, but also clearly understands that she cannot return to the 21st century when she gave birth to her.All she will blur into a ghost-like existence in the illusion space, which also implies her innermost thoughts, and regards herself as a passing spectator.

　　Therefore, she can only break free from the fantasy space if she recognizes her existence, understands it, and wants to live.

　　 PS: This chapter has been tangled for two days, and I am not satisfied with the four versions before and after. I just can't write the feeling of being detached from the world. I'm sorry, it's really a stupid author with insufficient writing ability

　　
　
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