C227 Killing Someone in a Dream

"Ah!"

This final struggle could not be explained, nor could it be explained. Perhaps it was a subconscious attachment to life, or perhaps it was the fear of human nature towards death.

In this endless night, in this torrential rain, with the sword in his hand, the few hidden weapons in his hand, and the ball of fire in his cold body.

In his narrow and dark line of sight, only the mottled and blurry figure of light was swaying. The roars of battle and the sounds of the rain were mixed together, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. It seemed as if there was still nothing. Through the two feet of cold iron in his hand, Lin Yuchen seemed to be able to vaguely feel the last weight of this life, but he could not tell whether he was awake or confused. All of this was a fantasy or reality.

Just like that, fearless. Unrestrained, using all of his strength. It was as if the maple leaves that had been swept away by the north wind in the late autumn were wildly dancing in the final moments of their lives. Impudent, unrestrained, and unrestrained. It flew all the way until it fell to the ground. All the way until tossing and turning into dust, until he truly had no strength to struggle anymore. And so, Lin Yuchen fell down again. He fell in the cold rain and scattered in the endless chaos.

In front of him was a vast expanse of white. It seemed to be fog, but it also didn't seem to be. Lin Yuchen walked in such a deep and shallow manner that he could not feel the existence of anything, not even himself.

Where is this? Am I dead?

Water? Lin Yuchen suddenly realized that he was floating in the middle of a lake. His feet could not touch the bottom of the lake, but his body did not sink.

A sweet scent drifted over. Strands of it were refreshing to the heart and mind. This smell? Lin Yuchen hurriedly raised his head. Small building, bamboo forest, snow mountain. . . Mystery Domain Illusory Realm? Those familiar effects appeared in this white fog like a fairyland! Why am I here? Lin Yuchen was even more confused. Wasn't I in Chengdu? I. . .

At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the lake. Something broke through the water and came out. Lin Yuchen quickly covered his eyes and said, "I really didn't see anything this time. Really, I. . . "

Before he could finish speaking, he heard sobbing sounds beside his ear. It was the woman's voice. The sound was getting louder and louder. Lin Yuchen slowly opened his hands. It was the woman. She was wearing white clothes and a veil. Her back was facing Lin Yuchen as she stood in the water.

Lin Yuchen seemed to be able to see the rise and fall of her shoulders, but he couldn't see her. He could vaguely hear her crying, but it also didn't seem to be. They were still too far away. Lin Yuchen wanted to take two steps closer, but his hands and feet didn't listen to him at all.

"Did something happen to you?" Looking at the familiar yet strange white figure, Lin Yuchen mustered up his courage and said softly, "That, although my martial arts are not as good as yours, how should I put it? There is a length of a ruler, and an inch of a shortness of an inch. More people and more strength. . . . After all, I am a man, right? Right?"

Lin Yuchen did not know what to say. So he just said one sentence at a time. After he finished, he quietly stood where he was and looked at the woman.

After a long time, there was no response. However, Lin Yuchen was sure that the woman was indeed crying, and she was crying very sadly. What should he do? Before Lin Yuchen could think of a way to deal with it, the woman slowly sank into the lake, but Lin Yuchen's hands and feet were still unable to move.

Watching the girl's hair being completely submerged by the lake water, Lin Yuchen's heart was burning with anxiety. As if he had broken free of the tens of millions of shackles that bound him, he plunged into the water. He saw the white dress drifting in the lake and the girl's face that was covered by a veil was still sinking. There was no time to think. He desperately swam towards the woman.

He was about to reach the woman's side. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the girl suddenly turned around and stood up. Her eyes suddenly opened, and she raised her hand and struck out with a palm. Instantly, a thousand layers of huge waves were created. Lin Yuchen was instantly sucked into the boundless whirlpool. . . .

His head was dizzy. Lin Yuchen's consciousness was in a trance, and his breathing was also unusually difficult. Everything in front of him was instantly abstract and distorted into a vast expanse of white. The frame of the scene just now was like a horse running lamp that rapidly reversed in his mind.

Buzz ~ With a buzzing sound, everything in front of him turned dark again, and the world returned to its original noisy state. "Crackle!" Cold raindrops fell on Lin Yuchen's face, and he slowly opened his eyes.

What? What was going on? Was he still dreaming? Lin Yuchen subconsciously shook his head. The pain on his shoulder reminded him that he had really woken up from his dream.

But how was this possible!

Looking at the corpses all over the ground and the blood that had been washed by the rain, this was impossible! Lin Yuchen simply could not believe his eyes. They were all dead, everyone was dead. Could it be that these tens of martial arts masters. . . Were all killed by him? How was this possible?

This was absolutely impossible!

Even if he wasn't injured, it would be even harder for him to kill so many people at the same time, not to mention in his previous state. Accident? The probability of this happening was even lower than the destruction of the world.

More importantly, there were no new wounds on his body. With the help of an expert? Who could it be? Lin Yuchen couldn't help but look around, but he couldn't find any clues. If there really was someone helping him, why didn't he show himself?

A wound? Lin Yuchen suddenly noticed the wound on the corpse and was shocked. He slowly moved to the person's side and carefully looked at it. The wound seemed to be caused by the sword in his hand. Lin Yuchen used the sword to support his body and found a few corpses to confirm that they were all from his own sword.

This was strange. Lin Yuchen couldn't help but recall what happened before he lost consciousness. Some subtle feelings seemed to have not been forgotten. Yes. That's right, it seemed like every strike he made just now hadn't missed.

But how was this possible? Could it be that his potential had suddenly erupted at that moment? And then it was mixed with too much luck? It seemed that this most unreliable conclusion could only be the only explanation now.

Before he had time to think carefully, there was another burst of noise coming from not far away. "We can't let him escape. If we let him escape, we won't have a good ending!" "That brat is seriously injured and won't be able to run very far. Everyone, split up and search. Remember, we must not let him escape!" . . .

The sound was getting closer and closer. Even though Lin Yuchen was covered in wounds and was exhausted, he still carried his sword and walked forward as he could.

This was Yang Hao's mansion, but Lin Yuchen had no idea about the layout of the mansion. Just now, he had been in a daze and had been busy running for his life. He didn't even know the direction of the mansion. Now, it was pitch black all around, making it impossible for anyone to find the north.

"What's going on?" "Could it be that Swords Gate sent someone to pick him up?" "Not good, give chase, we can't let the tiger return to the mountain. "

Furthermore, there seemed to be even more people this time, but Lin Yuchen's steps were getting heavier and heavier.