be a bug in a survival game

Chapter 112
The heat wave swept across, leaving no trace of the bloody snake behind.

They cling to the snow and like low temperatures, and if the temperature is too high, their bodies will be burned.

Xi Ci kept this posture for a full 5 minutes. The light on his body went from being bright at the beginning to gradually dimming in the back, and his whole body was also tilted.

"Aci." Ruan Ke hurriedly went to support him, only then noticed that his already pale face was gone, as pale as the snow around him: "What did you do?"

"Kill them all." Xi Ci smiled: "It's okay, I'll just take a rest."

He closed his eyes, leaned into Ruan Ke's arms and stopped talking. The latter hugged him, knelt and sat in the snow, looking at him with some distress.

In 5 minutes, all the blood snakes were killed, and the snow in this area showed signs of melting, but miraculously, as soon as Xi Ci stopped, the snow condensed again at a very fast speed, as if nothing happened just now.

The only difference is that the blood snake is gone.

Ruan was not sure whether all the blood snakes had been wiped out, or only this piece of blood snakes had been wiped out, but she sat here for a long time, and no snake came to pester her.

"Fool." Ruan Ke touched Xi Ci's face and blamed in a low voice: "Just wait until dawn, why bother to waste mental power."

That's right, the light emitted from Cai Xici's body just now is a manifestation of mental energy consumption.

She also had this kind of light when she used the pistol before, but her light was negligible, while Xi Ci's light was enough to illuminate the whole world.

It's just that the light is dimmed now, and the owner of the light lost his breath again and fell into a terrible dream.

In the dream, a little man of seven or eight years old, holding a throwing knife in his hand, faced off against a group of big men, and could only survive. The little man was agile, but he was still small. He was almost caught several times and had scars on his body. Tired.

Another group of people looked around, evaluated, and evaluated whether this child was necessary for training.

The little man heard it, and the flying knife in his hand danced faster, almost giving up all defense, only attacking.

When someone stabbed him in the arm, he would stab someone in the thigh. Even though he was covered in blood, he kept attacking and attacking!
Because if there is no need for cultivation, the only thing waiting for him is death.

He had to face this kind of battle every other month. At first there were other children, and then he was the only one left. He finally walked out of the cage and put on a decent human skin, as if Those things never happened before, he has always been that high-ranking "prince".

Only when he dreamed back in the middle of the night did he know how he had come all the way.

He has rarely fallen into dreams. Over the years, what he is best at is separating the spirit from the body, watching this body crawling all the way, but it has nothing to do with him.

This time, it was probably due to excessive mental energy consumption that he was dragged into the nightmare. The cruelty of either you dying or mine, and the panic of having his life in someone else's hands swept over him again.

Ruan Ke felt something was wrong.

The person in his arms was shaking, yes, it was shaking.

Not cold.

but fear.

What could scare him?
"Save, save me." Xi Ci repeated unconsciously, Ruan Ke hugged him tightly, repeating over and over again: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here, Ah Ci, can you hear me, I'm here here."

(End of this chapter)