A World Worth Protecting

As the sound of the vicissitudes of life echoed, Wang Baole, who was sitting there cross-legged, took a deep breath.

He wanted to know why Chen Han could have the following lives, but he didn’t. This question has long taken root in Wang Baole's heart. Now... With the arrival of the eighth life, Wang Baole watched the rotation of the fog around him and felt it. The sinking of self consciousness, whispered.

"I hope this time, don't be the same as before, there is nothing..." Wang Baole closed his eyes and felt his consciousness sinking continuously until he seemed to have entered a whirlpool.

Then...the familiar coldness.

This coldness caused Wang Baole’s heart to sink, and his self-consciousness still existed. It made his low-spirited mind become more depressed. With the divine consciousness dispersed, after his consciousness perceives the surroundings, he sees the familiarity. The darkness, which made Wang Baole sighed.

"Still not..." Wang Baole was a little unwilling, trying to expand the scope of perception, but no matter how hard he tried his best, the final outcome was the same.

Cold, dark, lonely.

Wang Baole was silent, just about to give up this useless move, but at this moment... suddenly his consciousness fluctuated suddenly, and under this fluctuation, the feeling of sinking appeared again!

"This feeling……"

Before Wang Baole could react, there was a loud noise in his consciousness, like a sky thunder echoing, and as the explosion exploded, his consciousness also immediately dissipated and disappeared!

I don't know how long it has passed. When Wang Baole's consciousness reunited, he forgot his name, that he was comprehending his past life, and forgot everything.

He couldn’t open his eyes, couldn’t lift his body, didn’t know where he was, didn’t know where he came from, what he could feel was the cold around him. This kind of coldness can penetrate the body and freeze the soul. What I saw was the darkness under my eyes, boundless.

Besides... there is another stronger feeling, that is... pain!

The pain of overwhelming mountains and seas, like anger waves, submerged him again and again, and like a sharp blade, constantly dividing his consciousness. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't do it, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to struggle. I want to pass in a coma to avoid pain, but I still can't do it!

He can only clearly experience this extreme pain in this cold and dark, which makes his consciousness seem to be trembling, fortunately...Although pain is the same as cold and dark, it always exists after it appears, as if It can exist for a long, long time, and seems to have no end, but its volatility has not improved.

I don't know how long it has passed. Wang Baole was exhausted under the torment of this severe pain. He suddenly discovered...The feeling of severe pain seemed to be lighter. This is not an illusion. The pain is indeed slowly diminishing.

But then, his consciousness weakened. In the dissipation of this pain, a feeling of deep sleep appeared in his mind more and more.

Until the moment the pain completely disappeared, his consciousness slowly fell into a deep sleep, as he fell asleep... As if everything was over, Wang Baole, sitting cross-legged in the mist of the Destiny Star, his body shook suddenly and his eyes slowed down. Open slowly.

This time there was no confusion, some were just deep. After sitting there for a while, Wang Baole breathed slightly. He was quite sure that when he felt another sinking before, his consciousness dissipated, exactly the same as the experience of the previous five lives. .

"This shows... At that time, I did successfully realize the eighth life!"

"But my previous eighth life is a bit special..." Wang Baole lowered his head and showed a strange glow in his eyes. With the sharp pain, he felt a little trembling in his memories at the moment, but the same, it was also the first eighth. The special experience of the world gave Wang Baole a faint guess in his heart.

"It’s not that I didn’t have the previous sixth and seventh lifetimes, but for some reason, in those two lifetimes, I fell asleep... This kind of sleep is an unconscious coma, so... all I can feel is Cold and dark!"

"The reason for the coma in these two lives is directly related to the pain in the eighth life that I have just realized. This pain... is it a kind of injury? The last coma is a healing? Until the final injury healed. , So there is the previous fifth life, I turned into a white deer?" Wang Baole showed thoughts in his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows after a long while. He felt that all the fog about the previous life, about the world, about the little sister Wang Yiyi, etc. It became clear because of the increase in clues, but... it became more and more blurred.

While pondering, Wang Baole raised his head to look at Chen Han. After the decisiveness in his eyes flashed, he pinched the tactics with both hands. The flames spread out and enveloped in an instant, and the resonance of the soul was synchronized instantly, and in a blink of an eye... a more incredible world appeared in Wang Baole. In front of you!

The sky...very far, far away, it’s not clear when you see it, and it’s a blur. You can only see that its color is wood. This color is not monotonous, but has a warm and warm feeling. Feel comfortable.

As for the sun, it is also very far away, blurry and almost invisible, only one light source can be seen, emitting light and heat, making the whole world very warm, and the ground...very clear, it is white, it is endless White.

As for the surrounding heaven and earth...maybe because of the distance, it was as vague, but Wang Baole still faintly saw it, there seemed to be countless tall things, and the terrifying aura that shocked him, but unfortunately, it was not clear.

He didn't know what those were, but for some reason, everything here gave him a feeling of deja vu, but Wang Baole felt that he had never seen it before.

"The outside world of the previous two lives was Wang Yiyi's boudoir, so this time...Where is it?" While Wang Baole was observing silently, he was also looking for Chen Han...

Yes, he was indeed looking for Chen Han, because after he came here, although he saw all around, he didn't see Chen Han.

This is obviously unreasonable, and it makes Wang Baole feel incredible, but no matter how he finds it, he has not found any trace of Chen Han in this strange world, as if Chen Han does not exist, and the blur of the world makes Wang Baole feel Some discomfort.

The feeling of being covered with a veil in front of him makes him unable to see the world even if he works very hard, just like in reality, a highly myopic person takes off his glasses and basically everything he sees is Wang Baole What you see now.

This state lasted for a long, long time, until one day, Wang Baole saw a huge pillar, which fell from the sky. As he approached, Wang Baole gradually saw that the pillar seemed to be a brush!

There was ink on it... This scene shocked Wang Baole's consciousness and saw the hand holding this brush. It was a small hand. Before Wang Baole could see clearly, the pen had fallen on the white ground. , With a certain clumsy painting technique, drew a more clumsy villain...

As the little man was painted, a giggle came from the sky, and at the same time, the little man who was drawn seemed to be given life, and he climbed up directly from the ground.

Wang Baole's consciousness fluctuated again, and the brush fell again, and soon one after another little people were drawn like this, and the owner of the brush seemed to have found joy in this painting. In the days after that, Little people were drawn constantly, until one day, in Wang Baole's heart shaking, he saw that the brush seemed to be shaken by some accident, and the little people drawn were obviously deformed.

It was a little man with one long leg and one short leg. The moment the little man was drawn, Wang Baole immediately felt Chen Han’s breath, and he climbed up with the little man’s struggle. Everything around was blurred, and it became clear in an instant before Wang Baole's eyes!

He saw the sky, the reason it was wood-colored, it was because the sky was originally a shed, and the white of the earth was a piece of white paper. As for the surrounding nothingness, whether it was a tall building or a figure, it was impressive. Toys, as for the sun, the light source is a spar that emits light and illuminates the entire room.

And the hand holding the brush came from a... little girl who looked less than three years old!

Wang Baole’s divine consciousness fluctuated only roughly, and it was too late to observe carefully, because his main attention at the moment was all on the raised brush. With this brush, he painted Chen Han and gave him life at the moment. Wang Baole's consciousness suddenly jumped up, and moved from Chen Han to... the ink of that brush!

With the lifting of the brush, with the continuous increase... Wang Baole's consciousness fluctuated more violently, until... the brush completely left the earth, leading him... to leave the world! !

"Come out!" Wang Baole's heart trembled, and an unprecedented expectation appeared in all his consciousness instantly!