Urban Perspective Little Doctor

5512 Survival

With his painful expression, there was no intact skin all over his body, so Chi Guoguo had to be exposed to the pool, letting the pool water erode his wounds.

This person is Pang Feng Pang Feng who was attracted in this dark vortex, then sucked into this place, and finally sucked into this endless void vortex.

In such a vortex of nothingness, Pang Feng could only see a dense darkness, and he could do nothing and see nothing.

He felt his soul being torn apart and his heart pierced.

At this moment, he couldn't control his emotions, his eyes were red, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

This is the grievance in my heart, this is the grief in my heart!

Pang Feng felt that his whole heart was dripping blood, and the pain caused his whole body to twitch.

Pang Feng cried out, his heart was full of grief, and he felt indescribable grief.

He wanted to know what happened, what happened after he induced the power in the holy flame, he only knew that he lost all consciousness at that moment.

When he was conscious again, he was in such a state.

He felt emptiness after emptiness!

He can't even feel his own existence!

He felt that his physical body was no longer there, and these consciousnesses were only very scattered consciousnesses, scattered in the void, from time to time.

"Where's Ah Xiang and Linglong, how are they?"

"What about the old dragon king and the others, has the crisis been resolved? Has the human race made things difficult for the dragon race? Has history been changed, and the immortal world will not be destroyed in the future, right?"

However, all this, he has no way of knowing!

He tried to run the immortal power and used his powerful soul power to explore the surroundings, but unfortunately, he couldn't do anything.

At this moment, he felt that his entire soul was enveloped by an unspeakable grief, this grief was so intense, so intense, that it almost devoured his entire being! He even wanted to cry out loud.

"What the **** is this place, why can't I see it, why can't I see it! Why? Why?!"

Pang Feng's heart has collapsed to the extreme, he can't bear this helplessness and fear, he just wants to shout, he just wants to shout.

However, the dark vortex he faced was just too vast and huge.

Pang Feng's voice could not be heard very far. Instead, the black mist on his body became more and more dense, and it seemed that it might drown him at any time.

At this time, the pitch-black void vortex trembled violently, and a dazzling light suddenly shot out from the vortex, illuminating the entire dark vortex!

In this dazzling light, Pang Feng vaguely saw a white shadow in front of him constantly shaking.

He immediately looked up, wanting to see who the shadow in front of him was, but he could only see a vague figure, not really.

But although it is only a vague figure, Pang Feng feels very familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere.

"Damn, where did you see it, why can't you remember it?"

At this moment, Pang Feng finally felt a little pain, the pain came from his head, he was thinking about trying to recognize the figure in front of him.

It was this thought that made his brain suddenly sting, as if someone had stabbed him with a needle.

"It's okay, the body seems to be still there, and I can still feel the pain!"

Pang Feng felt a little lucky for himself, but he still couldn't figure out who the figure in front of him was, but he couldn't open his eyes immediately, and could only see a hazy figure.

So for a long time after that, Pang Feng could always see this figure every now and then, and his ears gradually recovered some hearing, and he heard some conversations between people, but he couldn't really hear it.

It felt as if the ear organ was not his own and could not be used accurately.

Fortunately, at this time, his consciousness was no longer scattered, and he was finally able to continue thinking.

He began to recall everything that had happened recently, from the battle with Immortal Venerable Lu Xuan to the present, what had happened.

First of all, of course, it still needs to be traced back to the induction of the holy fire.

At that time, he remembered it very clearly. The power of the holy fire could not be said to be huge, but it drowned everything in an instant, and he lost consciousness without feeling the slightest pain.

Looking back now, I am afraid there is only one explanation, that is, the power inside the holy fire is dozens of times stronger than himself, and he can strip his consciousness from his physical body without being aware of it at all.

And the stripped flesh body was annihilated in an instant!

So what is your situation now?

Pang Feng guessed that there is a high probability that he was saved by someone, maybe someone collected his consciousness and slowly reunited.

After all, in such an outbreak, his consciousness was not completely annihilated with his body.

It is estimated that this process took a long time, and then it was to reshape the body!

Just who would do such a thing?

Even if your strength reaches the realm of Immortal Venerable, you can help yourself gather consciousness and reshape your body. To complete this series of operations, the difficulty is probably not much easier than breaking through Immortal Venerable!

With such a question in mind, Pang Feng began to try to listen to all the sounds around him, but he tried to see the vague figure clearly.

Time is still passing by naturally, and the long river of time is silent, which is incredible.

Finally, with Pang Feng's unremitting efforts, his ears heard the first sound since he became conscious.

It seemed to be a woman's voice, the pitch was not high, and it was very gentle and delicate, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, which calmed his uneasy heart all of a sudden.

Even after hearing this voice, Pang Feng subconsciously wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

He can only comfort himself psychologically, it doesn't matter, all the functions of his body are slowly recovering, and it won't be long before he can make a sound and see everything around him.

Pang Feng waited with confidence, and because he could hear the voice, he got a lot more information than before.

For example, he has determined that it was a woman who saved him!

Just like when he was caught in the vortex and came to this fairyland, the one who saved him was also a woman.

Thinking of this, Pang Feng burst into laughter in his heart. It seems that he has nothing to do with women in his life, and every time he is saved by a woman, this is too shameless, it is better to die!

For another example, he heard a lot of things that surprised him, such as "happy, free, unrestrained, Daqian plane, etc.!"

Her voice

Years passed by without knowing it.

Pang Feng can no longer feel the existence of time, his world is still in darkness, but fortunately, this dark world is not empty.

His hearing has been restored, and he can still hear a few words and sounds every day, which brings some fun to his boring life.

Every time he woke up, Pang Feng used his only hearing to listen to everything around him.

Gradually, he felt that his hearing became stronger and stronger, and he could hear movements far away, but those sounds and words made him even more puzzled, wondering where it was.

Of course, in addition to snooping, Pang Feng is also guessing when his state will end. No one can tell him the answer to this question, and the only answer to him is the boundless darkness.

In this darkness, Pang Feng also gradually got used to it. From the initial almost going crazy, to despair and numbness, to finding every bit of fun in despair, he felt that this seemed to test his willpower.

Pang Feng was already enjoying it.

Time passed like water, and the torrent of years made him become more and more quiet, quiet and frightening.

This is a world that is extremely quiet!

It seems like a dead place here!

There is no breath of life here, nor any trace of sunlight, only darkness and dead silence envelope the entire space!

Pang Feng felt like he was a corpse, and he might think so in the eyes of outsiders.

But at this moment, Pang Feng was so strong that he wanted to tell these people that he was not a corpse, that he was still alive, and that his consciousness still existed.

But he knew it was impossible!

He could neither make a sound nor make a move, so to outsiders, it was like a corpse!

During his time, he had heard a total of four people talking. It sounded like a woman and three men.

When he heard the voices of these four people talking, the topics they were talking about aroused great interest in him.

He didn't know what it was, and he didn't know what these people were saying, but he felt that the topics these four people were talking about might have something to do with him.

Finally, one day, Pang Feng finally learned a very crucial piece of news from their conversation.

At that time, a certain man should have said something to this woman. The content was very simple, as if he was reporting the situation. He only heard the man say: "Pavillion Bai, it's been five hundred years, you still haven't given up?"

When Pang Feng heard the man's words, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Wait, five hundred years, five hundred years have passed? Could it be that I have been asleep for five hundred years?"

It took a long time after the man's voice to hear the woman respond: "Even if it is a thousand years, I will never give up!"

The man seemed to hesitate for a moment, then continued: "But Pavilion Master Bai, think about it clearly, the pressure on Xianxing Pavilion is getting bigger and bigger, if you can't think of a countermeasure, I'm afraid..."

The man's words are not finished, leaving a sentence that makes people think...

At this time, the woman responded without any hesitation, saying: "It's okay, those old guys in Xianxing Pavilion don't dare to do anything to me now!"

A long series of silences followed.

Pang Feng heard the footsteps of the two getting smaller and smaller, and knew that they had left.

But their conversation made Pang Feng fall into contemplation.

Xianxing Pavilion? Pavilion Master Bai?

Where is this place, I have never heard of Xianxing Pavilion?

And this White Pavilion Master, why does her voice sound familiar, as if she heard it somewhere, but where did she hear it, I can't remember it for a while.

There was a slight tingling in his consciousness immediately, and Pang Feng knew that he could no longer think hard. Whenever he wanted to recall some past events, his head would suddenly tingle, as if he was stopping him.

Pang Feng had no choice but to give up and let his consciousness emerge whatever memory he wanted. He was like a fish, lying quietly and floating in the water.

Time flies and I don't know how many years have passed.

However, since the last time he heard the conversation between the two, he has been able to hear various conversations every now and then, but he can't connect these conversations for the time being.

But this is also a kind of fun for Pang Feng, the fun of killing time in this endless darkness.

It's just that occasionally he misses the free time and the scenes he once fought with others.

What about your comrades?

Where did they go?

Pang Feng didn't know anything about it, but then he laughed at himself in his heart. He was still in a state of uncertainty, and he was still worrying about others, which was ridiculous.

But he just couldn't help it!

When you decided to sacrifice yourself by yourself, wasn't it just to keep your companions alive? If you died, but didn't save them, wouldn't you just sacrifice yourself?

Pang Feng sighed, in this boundless darkness, when will we be able to see the light?

Or if he is really powerless, it would be better to die.

If you die early and take care of your life early, you may be born in an aristocratic family, with a lifetime of prosperity and wealth, and good food!

Of course, Pang Feng knew that all this was only his imagination!

…

Time flies and I don't know how long has passed.

On this day, Pang Feng's consciousness woke up. According to his habit, he should be able to hear the voice of Pavilion Master Bai at this time.

Over the past five hundred years, Pang Feng has engraved this habit into his consciousness, and he knows exactly what sounds he hears every so often.

But this time, Pavilion Master Bai did not come after the corresponding interval, and he never heard her voice.

This made Pang Feng panic all of a sudden. Could it be that something happened? Could it be that Pavilion Master Bai had an accident? In her previous conversation with another person, it seemed that she might be in danger!

For hundreds of years, Pang Feng has been familiar with hearing her voice every day. Although he doesn't know what she is doing or what she looks like, she is old and young, but it is like breathing, which has become his consciousness essential things in.

At this moment, Pang Feng's heart was in chaos, and he felt that his breathing suddenly became rapid, and it seemed that the whole person was undulating violently.

The consciousness that was drifting away naturally became more turbulent under the violent ups and downs of such emotions.

Pang Feng desperately wanted to stand up and find Pavilion Master Bai. He wanted to know where he had been lying for more than five hundred years and whether he was dead or in a coma.