Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 1261 Fire Feather Summer Wind
Dream, he had a dream, just like the dream he had countless times before.

Like a revolving lantern in life, various experiences accompany this body.

But what is strange is that the length of the dream seems to have far exceeded his entire life.

The dream began to become chaotic, time and space were distorted, various scenes were chaotically intertwined, and various sounds filled the ears.

Cross’ voice came, “Of course this is Chernoborg.”

The owner of the fruit stand said impatiently, "It's 1093 now, if you know it, get out, don't disturb my business."

All kinds of chaotic voices emerged one after another.

"Those people, they are all dead."

"My daughter is called Frost Star."

"Have you ever heard of lovebirds?"

"The first person in the world to discover the mystery of the Origin Stone was a shepherd named Tuleman."

"My ancestor was the founder of the Yan Kingdom's Qingyun Sect, and his name was Xiao Li."

The picture flashes, I hold a book in my hand, I close the book, the name on it is "Earth and Wind".

At night on Hundred Ghost Street, that boy with blue pupils said to me.

"There is no need to try the established lines, but if you want to make a change, there is Rutland."

The dream became more and more chaotic, all the sounds and scenes were intertwined, and it was on the verge of collapse.

"Snapped!"

There was a broken sound.

The world is quiet, the dream finally woke up.

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open one's eyes.At this moment, what appeared in front of his eyes was a very strange but familiar scenery.

Under the gray sky, there is a prosperous town. The architectural styles on both sides of the street are very special, with exquisite geometric patterns carved on the walls, and rich colors painted on various pilasters and half-arched main entrances.

Standing on the street, in a trance, in a world so silent that there is no sound, there is a distant call.

【Xiafeng! 】

[Brother Feng! 】

【Windmill! 】

【Welcome back! 】

Xia Feng turned around suddenly, but there was no one behind him, and those ethereal voices were nowhere to be found.

There are many pedestrians with bear ears on the street, but there is no figure he is familiar with, and there is no sound in his ears. Similarly, all pedestrians turn a blind eye to him at this moment.

A person stood in the middle of the street, and there were tiny snowflakes in the sky.

Xia Feng, who seemed to be in another dimension, gradually clenched his fists.

Yes, he's back, he's gone through several time jumps, and he's back to where it all started.

However, in the Terra world of this era, there is no such person as "Xia Feng".

"Ah."

At this moment, he finally knew what those dreams were.

That's right, it's not a dream, but a memory.

That is the trace of Huoyu Xiafeng's existence, and it is also the key to open the cage throughout several eras.

Now, he has finally completed the task. After the unimaginable "repeated and horizontal jumps" that are unimaginable by the world, including himself, he finally connected the starting point and the ending point that spanned thousands of years.

This era is too important to him.

Because this is the era when "they" exist, and the real "Xia Feng" is about to start a three-year journey.

It is a pity that he can no longer see the true ending of the story in this body, because he is just an afterimage that was stripped away.

Gradually, his body began to become illusory, without light spots, and unable to jump. This time, he had reached the end of "existence".

The [Black and White Twins] in the body have been separated, they have merged into the air, and will recondense in a certain ruin of this era, waiting for "Xia Feng" to obtain.

Yes, the story is not over, but his perspective is.

The perception of the body is gradually lost, and the concept of existence is about to collapse. He is about to die, no, he has never lived.

In the end, a strong sense of loneliness surrounded his heart. He had obviously succeeded, but for some reason, he became very reluctant.

In the end, he still didn't see Wei Na again, and he didn't see Turtle again. Black Feather's companions lived somewhere in this era, but he had no chance to see them again.

Everything should be handed over to the real "Xia Feng" who is about to come to this world to find, complete and change.

He raised his head and stared at the same sky in different eras, the last look in his eyes seemed to transcend time and space.

"Lu Yu, Zhang Jin, Tuleman, A Li, A Yi. Thank you, although you have all disappeared in the long river of time, at least I have witnessed the presence of you once."

The stripped soul cannot exist simultaneously with the body.

Following a powerful wave that tore apart the space, a middle-school boy wearing big underpants and bare feet appeared on the streets of Chernobog.

At this moment, the same person who has experienced different time and space had a miraculous short encounter.

He saw "Xia Feng".

"He" saw Xia Feng.

"Xia Feng" completed Xia Feng's mission and handed over the key to break the cage to Xia Feng.

Close at hand, there are two identical faces, one with a surprised expression and the other with a vicissitudes of life.

What is eternal is Huo Yu Xia Feng's deep-seated belief.

The "Xia Feng" who is about to disappear is very sure, Xia Feng will find the key and change the world!
The short encounter is fleeting, one body gradually disappears, one body gradually becomes real, and the stripped soul does not know where its final destination is.

Before disappearing, he left a sentence to his real "self".

"Whether he is not understood or turned into ashes, Huoyu Xiafeng has never stopped changing the world. He is a naive and overconfident young man, and he is also a hopeless patient with secondary illness , he believes in miracles, and he is willing to pay the price in exchange for miracles. Whether it is disappearing or forgetting, he has never hesitated, and everything is just to lead to the final year 1093. Listen well, you from another world, you must take it His baton, to change the world, I believe you can do it, because you are Huoyu Xiafeng."

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Some people say that the theory of the soul is a non-material thing attached to the human body as the master. When the soul leaves, the person dies, but the soul itself does not live or die.

In philosophy, the soul can also be called a concept, such as the spirit of life, thought, emotion, and personality.

Since it is a concept, there is no such thing as disappearance.

And someone once firmly believed that the soul has memory, and this kind of memory can transcend time and space, override the laws of nature, and never dissipate no matter whether it is entangled or separated.

Just like molecules in an entangled state, no matter how the form changes, what they acquire is common.

Then, if all the above seem to be contradictory, but in a certain sense can coexist, they happen at a specific point in time at the same time.

At that time, what is born may be called a miracle.

In the year 1093 of the Terran calendar, on the streets of Chernoborg.

Xia Feng, who was just lying on the bed at home and playing Tomorrow's Ark on his mobile phone, suddenly appeared here.

When the feet really touched the ground, the words that someone left him were fully conveyed.

The sky was gray, and there was a completely unfamiliar street scene in his eyes.

"Where am I, what happened?"

In the next second of bewilderment, the world in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

[My daughter is called Frost Star! 】

[Big windmill, I'm here to save you! 】

[Brother Feng, hehe, this is the romance of a man. 】

[Black wings, live together and die together! 】

【Xia Feng, you...you left me behind. 】

[I am the governor of Yandong. 】

【Xia Feng, come to Kjerag, immediately, immediately. 】

【Weina, I failed, but it's okay, everything is not over yet. 】

[This is Hongya Federation No. 1 hub air island. 】

[That's my sheep, my name is Tuleman. 】

【Decided, I want to create my own sect, called Qingyunmen! 】

【Afeng, do these two swords of yours have names? 】

[The name of this book is called The Earth and the Wind. 】

Countless strange scenes flooded into the mind of the second-year middle school boy who had just appeared on the streets of Chernobog, causing him a strong sense of dizziness.

"what!"

The splitting headache was unbearable.

With a "plop", he fell to the ground with his head in his arms, and twitched on the snow-covered street.

Countless pictures rushed into his mind abruptly, as if they wanted to tear his limited brain capacity to shreds. This kind of pain almost surpassed the greatest pain he had experienced in his life so far.

He just rolled on the ground holding his head in pain, making heart-piercing screams from time to time.

"Ahhhh!"

Soon, pedestrians on the street began to gather, pointing at him who seemed to be having an epileptic seizure.

It's just that now he can't perceive the things around him. Gradually, he doesn't know whether the pain has eased, or his brain has accepted a certain concept, and his thinking ability has returned.

Like a mobile phone inserted into a strange memory card, he began to try to read the frantically pouring in images.

Soon, he made an amazing discovery.

No, no, these things are not unfamiliar pictures at all, but memories.

It belongs to his Xia Feng's memory!
After a long time, Xia Feng who was lying on the ground stopped convulsing.

At this time, a squint-eyed monster with orange hair came to the front of the crowd and shouted tentatively.

"Kukouda~ Hey, what's the matter with you, are you sleepy, why are you lying on the ground and sleeping? Hey, do I need to call the military police for you?"

Seeing that Xia Feng didn't respond, he narrowed his eyes and waved behind him.

"Beagle, Fern, come here, this man seems to have fainted."

At this moment, Xia Feng, who had been lying on the ground, moved his fingers.

Then, as if he regained consciousness, he supported himself and stood up bit by bit.

Under the gaze of many people, he stood up with difficulty, lowered his head, unable to see the expression at the moment.

"Ah."

For some reason, he looked very painful just now, but after standing up, he let out a strange laugh.

"Heh, heh heh, haha."

Seeing his state, led by Cross, the three huddled friends unconsciously took a step back.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Haha, hahaha."

"Are you frozen into a fool?"

"Hahaha, hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Standing on the cold streets of Chernobog, Xia Feng raised his face. At this moment, his expression was like that of an adventurer who has gone through thousands of rivers and mountains and finally found the "treasure".

Crazy and distorted laughter resounded through the sky.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Yes, he remembered, all of them.

All the memories of Huoyu Xiafeng that have existed have returned to his only soul.

At this moment, the young Huoyu Xiafeng completed the "resurrection" with all the memories the first time he came to this world.

This is the 1093 year of the Terra calendar, and he seems to have returned to the "origin".

But the difference is that this time, the game that belongs to him has really begun!
Raising his eyebrows, Xia Feng raised his head high and looked towards the sky.

In the voice, there was a powerful confidence that played with fate between applause.

"Hey, God of the Deep Sea, you can't imagine that I, Huoyu Xiafeng, are back again. This time, I don't know if you can stand it?"

(End of this chapter)