Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 222 Extra Story [-]

"Bai Lu? Wake up, Bai Lu, the preparation bell has already been rung."

The noise, the chirping of cicadas, and the faintly audible sound of reciting books all fell into Cao Bailu's ears.

[What... what's going on? 】

Cao Bailu opened his sleepy eyes and looked around.

[I seem to...seem to have a very long dream? 】

He moved his head stiffly, scanning the surrounding scene with his gradually clear eyes.

The clock in the center of the wall in front, the slogans of struggle pasted on the wall to the point of dregs, familiar and unfamiliar faces.

And... the book as high as the mountain in front of me...

"What... the situation?" Cao Bailu murmured hesitantly, as if he didn't realize what happened for a while.

"Did you wake up?" Cao Bailu's deskmate smirked, and put a bottle of iced mineral water on Cao Bailu's neck.

"Hiss..." With a gasp, Cao Bailu regained consciousness a lot.

Seeing that Cao Bailu didn't respond obviously, his deskmate was obviously a little disappointed.

"Hey, hello, what's going on? Are you having sex dreams? Are you in sage mode?"

The tablemate waved his hand in front of Cao Bailu, and asked helplessly.

Cao Bailu grabbed the arm of his tablemate who was dangling in the air, and stood up.

"I'm going to the toilet."

He left the classroom as if fleeing.

Of course, no one will pay attention to him.

Cao Bailu walked towards the toilet, his mind empty.

He watched the scenes on both sides of his eyes fall backwards as he moved forward, and watched the fierce hot sun drift into the sky.

Then, he looked at his hands.

My own youth, the youth that I should most never go back, is lying on this sense of unreality in the palm of my hand.

【I... I should handle military newspapers in the military account...】

……

【No...I...I should be in Douluo Continent...】

[Could it be that those were all dreams? 】

Those are not dreams.

Cao Bailu will not deceive himself.

Dreams are easy to forget, but hard to remember after waking up.

But Cao Bailu can clearly remember everything about the second and third generations.

As if it was just yesterday, he set fire to the battalion for three thousand miles, and Bai Jia broke the Great Wall with one hundred thousand.

As if it was still yesterday, he was pierced through the Qi Palace by the fox's sword.

As if it was only yesterday, he used the Flying Thunder God Technique for the first time.

As if it was just yesterday, he fell into a ridiculous and helpless cycle.

Cao Bailu looked up at the sky.

Yes……

Everything seems to be still yesterday.

He smiled wryly, then shook his head helplessly.

Many times, one's own destiny is as ridiculous as a clown performance in a circus.

Cao Bailu walked to the toilet.

He splashed water on his face.

The cool tap water is always the best medicine in summer.

It's just a pity that Cao Bailu didn't try to experience the good leisure.

"If, these are all a dream, it's not bad..."

"It's a pity, I'm in a dream right now..."

Maybe everyone has forgotten that Cao Bailu has the ability to wake up in a dream.

Therefore, he can clearly understand that at this time, he is the so-called person in the dream.

"But..." Cao Bailu suddenly showed a long-lost relaxed smile, "It's not bad to experience youth once in a while..."

(End of this chapter)