Chapter 68: Memory or Illusion?

Facing these four eyes, He Lingchuan wouldn't treat it as a human. Furthermore, it extended thin, long feet and stabbed them into He Lingchuan's chest.

The movement was too fast; He Lingchuan couldn't even see what its sharp claws looked like before he couldn't help but scream in agony.

This pain went deep into his soul and was simply unbearable.

Of course, he wouldn't sit and wait for death, but several hard punches landed on the shadow, seemingly having no effect on it at all.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that this scene was familiar: a few months ago, at Mount Hulu, the original body was pounced off a cliff by a sand leopard, and both died! Yes, that was exactly this scene.

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, everything around him immediately became clear. Above was the azure sky, swaying green trees, and the cliff that was getting further and further away in his field of vision.

Pouncing on him was exactly that light-yellow, spotted sand leopard!

The sand leopard also opened its mouth wide, preparing to bite through his carotid artery.

He had no way out; he would either be bitten to death or fall to his death.

He Lingchuan couldn't help but curse loudly: "Get lost, these things have nothing to do with me!" These should all be things the original body saw and endured before death; they had absolutely nothing to do with him! With this curse, the scene blurred again.

The blue sky, white clouds, and cliff all disappeared. The light around him was bizarre, like a grand collection of points, lines, planes, and palettes.

Then, he fell heavily to the ground.

A concrete floor.

The sky was dotted with stars, but it might have rained earlier, because the surface wasn't dry, and water was still accumulating in small potholes on the road.

He Lingchuan smashed into a pothole, and the sewage he kicked up splashed all over the sand leopard's head and face.

This monster also seemed somewhat confused, looking around, and even subconsciously weakened the strength it was using to control its prey.

The aroma of scallion pancakes floated in the air, and He Lingchuan was also stunned.

This intersection was truly eerily familiar; wasn't it the path he had to take after getting off work in the past?

He turned his head to the side and saw the scallion pancake stall at the street corner. The "Three Yuan Each" sign was written in bold, thick marker, the font as ugly as ever.

Wait, could it be that night?

He turned his head to the left again and sure enough saw a little girl in a dress. The girl's mother was buying something by the side of the road and didn't notice at all that her daughter was chasing a rolling coin, chasing it all the way to the middle of the street!

Just at this moment, a car rushed over.

Such a familiar scene.

This was the memory he should have had.

If everything went as before, he should have hugged the girl and rushed across the road to avoid this sudden disaster.

But now the situation had changed; he and the sand leopard were blocking the space between the vehicle and the girl.

He was lying down, but the sand leopard was propped up, looking left and right; clearly, this scene was far beyond its expectations.

The next instant, the car ran over them.

Actually, strictly speaking, it ran over him; as for the sand leopard, it was very simply hit head-on by the front of the car and then rolled under the tires, even making a crisp "bang" sound.

Afterward, the car swerved to the side of the road until it hit a wall and was forced to stop.

He Lingchuan scrambled to his feet, took a few big breaths, and touched his whole body—eh, no injuries? The pickup truck's hood emitted a puff of smoke, and the engine died.

He Lingchuan scratched his head. In his impression, the car that hit him back then seemed to be a sedan, but here it had become a high-chassis pickup. Did he remember wrong, or was there an error in this place? A car accident occurred in the middle of the street, and the people around slowly gathered. The little girl picked up the coin, smiled at him, and ran to her mother's side.

He Lingchuan shook his head and walked to the wall, but saw that under the car wheels, it wasn't a sand leopard at all, but clearly the black shadow he had seen first.

It was pressed down and unable to move, unwillingly extending its claws toward He Lingchuan. The latter, of course, wasn't that stupid and immediately retreated two steps.

Soon, the black shadow shrank into a small ball and disappeared.

"What the hell is that thing?" He Lingchuan muttered, but saw that inside the wall broken by the car, a mark glowing with cyan light was revealed.

He wanted to get closer to take a good look, but suddenly the world spun, and his vision went black again.

……

He Lingchuan blinked, not yet fully awake.

There was something infinitely magnified in his line of sight, it seemed to be four upper and lower... huge fangs?

Even in such a dim moment, the sharp fangs seemed to be glowing.

Suddenly, a round object flew over, hit his belly, and knocked him flying three zhang away.

The big mouth from beyond the sky missed its target, gnawed on the battlement, and slowly raised its head again.

It was exactly that Black Flood Dragon.

Looking up from this perspective, this thing was truly huge. He Lingchuan pointed at it and cursed loudly: "How can you be so heartless, turning your back on me after I helped you! It was a waste of me helping you fight... fire the cannons!"

The cursing wasn't satisfying because his chest and abdomen had suffered a heavy blow; every time he tried to gather his breath, he felt annoyed and wanted to vomit.

The Black Flood Dragon ignored him and turned to chase the white light in the air.

He Lingchuan only then remembered that he had been smashed in the face by this thing earlier and was likely invaded, otherwise how could he have had those bizarre scenes? Ceng Feixiong came over to help him up and said: "Young Master, forgive me, I was the one who threw the rolling stone. Are you alright?"

"You saved my life, *hic*, I will reward you heavily later!" He Lingchuan also saw clearly that what had knocked him flying was a rolling stone from the city wall, only slightly smaller than a millstone. It should have been used on a catapult, but was thrown over by Ceng Feixiong to save his life.

But the force used was solid. Thanks to He Lingchuan's strong physique; if it had been He Yue who suffered such a blow, he would likely have been smashed with internal injuries and then bedridden for over half a month.

He still had to reward and thank the person who injured him. The things happening here were truly more magical than the last.

After that streak of white light escaped He Lingchuan, it finally remembered to go find Nian Songyu.

It was extremely agile; the Black Flood Dragon intercepted it several times, but its body was too large, and it was repeatedly exploited by the light.

Sun Fuping sensed the white light's movement and hurriedly hugged Nian Songyu to meet it. The Black Flood Dragon swung its tail again, knocking him flying.

However, Sun Fuping was quick-witted and threw Nian Songyu toward the white light a step ahead.

The two finally met in mid-air, and the white light drilled directly into the mouth and nose of the tightly-eyed Commandant.

Before being swallowed by the Black Flood Dragon, Nian Songyu finally woke up.

He took a long breath, a red light flashed in his eyes, and the giant phantom behind him appeared again, its size actually a full double what it had been before.

Correspondingly, its two phantom blades also grew double in length, reaching a staggering eight zhang (over twenty meters)!

Nian Songyu wielded the long blade, aimed at the Black Flood Dragon's abyssal mouth, and delivered a sweeping slash from bottom to top! The people on the city wall suspected they saw moonlight suddenly appear and mercury spilling to the ground; the Black Flood Dragon's head was split in two from the middle, and the lower half fell heavily to the ground.

"No way?" Ceng Feixiong was startled, "Is it that useless? It grew its size for nothing."

The Black Flood Dragon was dead, so what would they do? Be buried with it?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 69 =====