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Chapter Forty-Five, A Strange Dream

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    In the blue sky, white clouds float leisurely, and the vigorous figure of an eagle crosses the sky.  The picture is quiet, peaceful and beautiful.

    Suddenly, a fireball dragged an illusory tail sharply through the air, recklessly shattered the loneliness of the verdant forest, and "slammed" into a cheerfully flowing mountain stream.

    The earth, mountains and forests shook violently, and the animals and birds jumped out of their nests and fled desperately.

    After a long time, a few savage-like people with wide leaves tied around their waists and messy hair came out from the side of the mountain stream.  With strange syllables in their mouths, they gesticulated and led a rough man who looked like a headman to a large scorched black hole beside the mountain stream, only to find that the cause of such a commotion was only a piece of wood not much bigger than a slap  Broad flat stone.

    Someone jumped down into the pit and dug out the somewhat shiny stone with narrow ends and a wide flat middle.

    The rough and crazy man held up the stone, looked and looked, and knocked hard on the big stone beside him.  As a result, the big stone was broken, but the stone that fell from the sky was not damaged at all.  The rough man nodded with a smile, and brought the meteorite back to the cave.  People first grind one side of the wide flat meteorite thin, and then repair the edge of the other side alternately into a zigzag shape, forming a pair of upper triangular and lower trapezoidal with a sharp tip at one end, sharp at one side, and a serrated edge on the other side.  weapon.

    In the end, it was tied to the top of a solid wooden stick, and became a tool for rough men to hunt and kill animals.  With this sharp and sharp meteorite tool, the rough man is like a tiger with feathers when hunting.

    It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Suddenly, the cold and sharp new wind violently swept across the wilderness and forest, roaring and roaring in the gradually withered and yellowing treetops, making a terrifying whistling sound.

    The raging cold wind blows snowflakes all over the sky, and the whole field is covered with white powder smoke and snow fog, which cannot be seen clearly after a few steps. It is chaotic, misty, and mixed together.

    This kind of weather lasted for a long, long time. Heavy snow, hail, and freezing rain came alternately, and the weather became colder and colder.  The world is frozen, and the trees, mountains, forests, rivers and rivers are covered with silver and crystal clear.

    Due to the extreme cold and lack of food and clothing, a large number of people died of hunger, cold, and illness.  There are no fruit animals to be found. In the end, the hungry and crazy people can only eat the corpses of the dead. The scene is gloomy, cold and disgusting.

    On this day, the snow stopped and the wind stopped, the rough man took the last two or three weak and skinny tribesmen out to hunt.  After walking for a long time, I found a cheetah that was also hungry and passed out to look for food.

    But when they excitedly started a life-and-death bloody fight with the cheetah, and finally worked together to kill the cheetah, they were suddenly attacked by foreigners sneaking in from the other side of the river along the thick ice.

    The clansman, who was exhausted and more or less in danger, suddenly fell to the ground with a strong bamboo arrow thrown like a javelin thrown by his bare hands.

    Although the rough man blocked the bamboo arrow with the hard wooden body of the weapon in his hand, he couldn't stand up to the opponent's three reckless stone clubs, and finally had to escape alone with injuries.

    But when he endured the pain all over his body and finally fled back to the cave where he was hiding, he found two big men with blood red mouths dragging something out of the cave.  When he saw it, it was the woman and child who had been bitten to pieces

    "Ah" Lan Feiyang woke up horrified by the bloody scene.

    Clutching his chest and gasping for breath, looking around at the curtains with faint moonlight and the hazy layout of the room, he finally realized that it was just a nightmare.  He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and then lay down again, patting his chest.

    Scared me.  How could you have such a strange dream?  That's supposed to be a Stone Age thing?

    Lan Feiyang was puzzled and thought about it, thinking of his strange dream of learning boxing, he always felt that there was some connection between them, but it seemed that they were not in the same period.

    The dream of learning boxing should be much later, because although the people inside are wearing animal skins and linen clothes and hair, they are very similar to people today and should be closer to modern times.  But the bloody dream just now was from an earlier stone age.

    Strange, what's going on?  I have never seen such a scene, whether it is from a book or a TV movie.  It can't be all the memories of my previous life, right?  Such a long time ago, that is too evil!

    Thinking and questioning, Lan Feiyang fell into a dream again.

    At this time, the simple and simple jade ring on his chest suddenly emitted a strange light, and a vague and distorted figure twisted and gradually grew bigger and emerged.  This somewhat transparent old man looked around the room suspiciously, and then fell lightly to the ground.

    He hammered his waist which had returned to normal, then scratched the silver-white and sparse top of his head, confused: "Who am I? Why am I here?"

      Questioning and pondering, he suddenly patted his bald forehead: "I remember! Oh my god, this divine thunder tribulation is really terrifying. It's almost over!"

    Glancing at the sleeping Lan Feiyang: "Is this the child? Or his offspring?"

    Confused, he turned his head and looked at the layout of the room: "Hey, how many years have passed? Why have all the furniture in the house changed? Although it looks awkward, it seems quite comfortable and beautiful." He stretched out his hand to press  Pressing the computer leather chair, "Could it be that my coma lasted for thousands of years?"

    "It's broken, I have to practice quickly, otherwise how can I resist the divine thunder calamity again?" I suddenly pressed my stomach, "Wow! Why is it so painful, what did I absorb during my coma?" Said hurriedly and changed  Xiao jumped back into the jade ring.

    Since Lan Feiyang's dream is continuing like a series

    In the icy and snowy world, the rough man with broken liver and gallbladder jumped out angrily and violently, and stabbed the back of the ferocious alien who was carrying his child's mutilated body with the sharp weapon in his hand¡ªperhaps because of the previous fight, the later  The animal skin at the heart just broke.

    Amidst the horrified screams, the rough and crazily man twisted hard again, and then drew out his weapon.  A injection of bright red blood rushed to his already scarred chest like an arrow.

    The man in front turned his head when he heard the sound, and was shocked when he saw this, and quickly threw the woman's bloody corpse at him, then pulled out the bamboo arrow behind him and threw it viciously through the air.

    The rough man grabbed the woman's cold body with two mutilated breasts with one hand, and was hit by a bamboo arrow in the right chest while her body was shaking.  His eyes instantly turned bright red.

    He put down the woman, bared his teeth and swung his sharp blade brutally at the alien enemy.  When the knife-like side of his meteorite cut the throat of the alien enemy, the man also pierced a sharp bamboo arrow into his chest.

    The rough and mad man puffed his cheeks and exposed his eyes, and dragged the sharp blade with the last bit of strength.

    The foreigner stared at him in surprise and astonishment, and finally his body softened and he fell towards him.  The jagged side of the pointed blade kissed his blood-stained neck, and then it slammed into the frozen snow with a crisp sound.

    The rough man took one last look at his beloved sharp blade and the woman not far from him, and closed his eyes vicissitudes of life.  But there was a warm tear dripping down his cheek on the tail of the sharp blade, which was shockingly crystal clear in the twilight.

    The sky was once again covered with goose feather snow, and the pure white snowflakes kept falling indifferently on several cold, bloody corpses, slowly obliterating everything (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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