Time and Space Management Bureau: Live broadcast with Dingliu in the end of the world

Leng Yuexiu looked down at the debris, a little surprised that this smart wristband actually had such a function, which he had never known about.

The damage to the wristband saved him from all the pain.

He continued to climb up, and there were only four steps left to reach the small platform.

The frequency of thunder and lightning vibrations in the space slowly increased, and every internal organ in his body was clamoring to burst out.

Leng Yuexiu tried his best to suppress this feeling, but he couldn't resist the natural reaction of his body. He made a sound of vomiting and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The white marble stone steps were dyed red, and the red stone steps were dazzling.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, it seemed that the pressure in his body was reduced and the uncomfortable feeling was slightly relieved. He wiped the blood from his mouth with his fingers and continued upward.

The moment he stepped onto the small platform, a series of electromagnetic crackles sounded.

Leng Yuexiu subconsciously covered his ears and opened his mouth to alleviate the spatial vibration in the air.

He could hear nothing but the sound of blood flowing in his body and the thunderous beating of his heart.

The shock was so violent that he fell to his knees, his hands supporting the ground, and blood dripping from his mouth.

He looked up to the sky and roared, unable to hear his own voice at all, but the sound of electric current could not stop ringing.

This electromagnetic vibration lasted for more than ten seconds. After more than ten seconds, the platform returned to calm.

Leng Yuexiu fell to the ground motionless.

He was lying on the ground, his face turned to the side, his eyes were lifeless, and blood was still flowing from his mouth.

Because he was lying on his stomach, his body had no fluctuations, as if he were dead.

Bai Mengyan looked at this scene, her heartbeat almost stopped, and she stared closely at Leng Yuexiu's body, hoping that he would move his fingers.

The entire world lost color and sound. Everyone watching had their ears flashing white and could not hear anything.

five seconds...

ten seconds...

Twenty seconds...

Leng Yuexiu didn't move, he was still lying there in tatters.

Thirty seconds...

……

Bai Jingtian's fists clenched loudly.

One minute

No one said a word among everyone watching from the top of the cloud. They all stared at the picture, fearing to miss even a tiny bit.

Two minutes...

Still no movement.

Bai Jingtian strode to the control console in the center of the cloud. His actions made everyone present feel their hearts skip a beat.

Bai Jingtian trembled at the unsmooth operating interface with his fingers. He wanted to know if the punishment was over.

He spent some time and finally opened the detailed progress report showing Leng Yuexiu's punishment.

The pointer of the progress bar points to the eighth cloud step, which corresponds to the place where Leng Yuexiu fell to the ground.

The prompt message at the top clearly shows that it is in progress...

not dead!

Leng Yuexiu is not dead yet!

Bai Jingtian was a little ecstatic when he heard the news. He exhaled and continued to stare at Leng Yuexiu who had passed out on the light screen.

"wake up……"

Leng Yuexiu, who fell to the ground, saw nothingness in front of him, gray and silent, without any light or sound.

The billowing black smoke blew by silently, the black waves rolled on the ground silently, and the gravel from the cliff in the distance rolled down and fell into the black waves, still silently.

He stretched out his hand and looked. There were no wounds, no pain, and nothing could be heard. It was as if time had stopped.

What is this place.

He tried to walk in the place that was about to encircle him. After walking a few meters, his vision was blocked by black smoke. When he could see clearly, the same scene, with black waves rolling and gravel falling off the cliff, repeated over and over again.

"Am I dead?"

"I heard that the state of death will continue to repeat itself after death."

He looked at his body.

"How I died."

Leng Yuexiu wanted to find this answer, so he began to walk around the place that surrounded him, returning to the starting point over and over again, and walking towards the smoke again and again.

He didn't know how long it had been since he left, and he was a little numb as he left, wondering where I was and who I was.

As he walked, he forgot his origin, his identity, his name, and his past.

He thought he would be trapped here forever. A glimmer of light pierced the darkness, and the light source emanated from his body.

Leng Yuexiu, who was walking numbly, stopped and lowered his head stiffly like a puppet, looking for the light source.

What lit up was the necklace hanging on his chest. He raised his arm with difficulty, as if it was the first time he used his arm. After struggling to tame it several times, he picked up the ring on the chain.

His numb cheeks twitched, and he struggled to make an expression, frowning.

The halo from the ring grew larger, and the light enveloped Leng Yuexiu.

The light dispelled the still darkness and brought a touch of warmth to him. He felt the warmth. The strange feeling caused waves in his heart. He felt it.

The endless paralysis seemed to be dispelled at this moment.

He stared blankly at the ring that emitted tiny fragments of light. His dry throat seemed to be torn apart and he could not make a sound. He opened his mouth silently, with a white character in his mouth.

After trying several times, I was able to pronounce a name completely with a hoarse and grainy voice.

"Bai...Meng...Yan..."

With the call of this name, black smoke surged around Leng Yuexiu, and traces of it drifted into the ring in his hand.

The ring seems to have endless suction, and it will not refuse the black smoke and dust that comes.

The ring's suction ability is getting stronger and stronger, not only the smoke, but also the black sea, rocks, and cliffs are all rushing towards it.

When the gray stillness in front of him was swallowed up by the ring, a voice appeared in his ears.

"thump!"

The sound was weak and slow, coming from far away.

"thump!"

The sound grew stronger, as if the dance was a little more powerful and a little closer.

"thump!"

"thump!"

The sound came from far to near. It was so loud that it was noisy and deafening.

"thump!"

"thump!"

The frequency of the sound is accelerating.

The noise made him uneasy, his brows furrowed tightly, and his fingers slowly tightened from the ground and clenched into fists.

The noisy voice that he wanted to curse sounded from his chest, and the pain slowly revived from his fingertips.

Leng Yuexiu's eyebrows suddenly stretched out, it was my heartbeat!

His eyes were closed, his eyelashes blinking desperately, and he struggled with all his strength.

His fists spread out, groping the ground, and the movement was so slight that it could be ignored.

The pain from his fingertips seemed to have opened, spreading along the nerves, flowing through his palms, arms, shoulders, and all his limbs.

His fluttering eyelashes stopped, and a glimmer of light appeared in front of his eyes. It was so foggy that he couldn't see anything clearly.

After a few seconds, his vision began to focus, and pain erupted.

He groaned, and the blood vessels in his neck burst, making his neck red and swollen from the pain.

"Ah..." With a groan, he curled up with great effort, hunching his back like a shrimp.

The people paying attention at the top of the cloud cheered fiercely and burst into noisy celebrations.

Everyone burst into tears, thankful that Leng Yuexiu was still alive.

Yes, Leng Yuexiu is alive.

Only Leng Yuexiu himself knew what a desperate world he was experiencing in those silent minutes.

He held the hot ring, endured the pain, and raised the corners of his mouth, "You saved me again."