I just picked up the giant

Bai Han told Qiu Keyu to run quickly.

Hold your feet.

I tried it first, you can't beat it.

But I really didn't expect that it was the man who started to panic and tried to escape. He shook all over, and crawled in the opposite direction with his hands and feet, but one foot was firmly stepped on his back.

Qiu Keyu grabbed the man by the back of the head and picked him up. She leaned over and pushed him to the ground. The man let out a scream, and it dissipated into a puff of black smoke.

Bai Han was so shocked that his eyes were blurred, and his chest was especially painful. He subconsciously grabbed his heart and began to cough bit by bit.

"Cough cough cough."

He felt a pair of hands lift him up and wipe the blood off his mouth.

Surrounded by the familiar smell of strawberries.

Bai Han had reason to suspect that when Qiu Keyu ate ice cream just now, it dripped on his clothes.

Bai Han half-closed his eyes, lacking any strength in his body, and moved his lips after concentrating for a long time, but before he could speak, he heard Qiu Keyu's voice ringing in his ears.

"Don't talk if it hurts."

Qiu Keyu touched his face and sighed softly: "This is a dream."

Qiu Keyu said: "Brother Bai Han, don't sleep, I will come to you later, come running."

Bai Han nodded his head with difficulty, but before he answered Qiu Keyu, he felt that all the aura around him disappeared instantly.

Qiu Keyu held his hand harder, but failed to catch him.

The pain in his chest was also pulling away. He opened his eyes and found himself in another strange place.There was no trace of the wound on his body, and everything just seemed to have never happened.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of white snow, it hurts people's eyes.

Bai Han wrapped up his three-piece custom suit silently.

Although Qiu Keyu confidently said that this was a dream, the current cold and the pain just now were too real.Intuition told him that dying in a dream is equivalent to dying in reality.

Besides...maybe Qiu Keyu just now was the product of a dream, otherwise it wouldn't explain why she was so powerful.

It really shouldn't.

So who is it.

Why kill him.

The snow-capped mountains not far away are constantly falling snow blocks, like a rotten wall skin, which can peel off a large piece at a time, exposing the softer part inside.

A harbinger of an avalanche.

Bai Han's own weight was that last little snowflake that was not innocent.

The ice layer not far away suddenly cracked, and a blue, white and swollen hand stretched out from under it.

The sound of the wind, the sound of the snow layer collapsing, and the laughter of women suddenly sounded all around.

Bai Han had a subtle intuition that many people were watching him.

He looked around, took off his watch, and scraped off the snow on the nearby ground, and sure enough, he found that the ice layer below was tightly attached to a hand, so close that he could even see the lines on the palm.

Densely covered under the ice.

When the surroundings were extremely quiet, there was a sudden knocking sound from under the ice layer.

——Boom boom boom.

Almost instantly, the avalanche and the ice break were happening at the same time.

Bai Han stood up, didn't even look at the ice layer that was twisting and wriggling violently, and started running in the opposite direction.

His fingers were suddenly wrapped with something softer than snowflakes, wet and cold, and wrapped in sticky liquid.

It is the feeling of human skin that has been swollen and rotted in the water.

Bai Han turned his head and found a corpse holding his hand.The corpse's face was a very dirty, flesh-colored, indistinct outline, and the entire head looked like a malignant tumor.

Behind him were hundreds of corpses trying to break out of the ice and catch up to him.

That hand was too cold, and the grip was too tight, like an iron hoop.

If it goes on like this, it won't be long before Bai Han's hand will be useless.Not to mention that a string of corpses gradually hung after this corpse, which would drag him down.

Bai Han couldn't shake off that hand, so after thinking for a while, he ran to an ice cliff and jumped directly.

The ice cliff was about fifty meters away, and the air was dry. Halfway through, the corpse's hands fell out.

Bai Han pinpointed the point of force, and landed on the fluffy and relatively soft place of the snowflake.But even so, the huge impact still made him fall to his knees and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The bloated corpse is brittle, falling from a high altitude, like rotten meat that can no longer be formed.

They all gradually melted into a pool of yellow water and seeped under the ice.

The avalanche is going on violently.

The huge snow fell straight on Bai Han's body. He bent over, covered his mouth and coughed, staggered and hid behind a not-so-big rock, lay down flat, and took several breaths in pain.

I said that I was dreaming, but all the feelings were not discounted a little bit.

Hypothermia, pain, and blood loss.

The thing that can kill him the most right now is the low temperature.

Bai Han retracted his hands into his sleeves, quiet and obedient.

In this way, he can go on for about 35 minutes.During those 35 minutes, he needs to figure out how to break out of the dream.

Does breaking a dream come from the inside or from the outside?

Does each dream have a time limit?Was the appearance of Qiu Keyu at that time itself because a dream was about to end?

Is there a gap between the two dreams?

He didn't know how long he had been lying down. Under extreme conditions, his thinking would become extremely dull, and the time would be infinitely extended.

In the end, he was just trying to hold himself back from falling asleep.

"Baihan."

"Bai Han don't sleep."

First, Qiu Keyu's voice came to his ears indistinctly, and then Bai Han felt that he was wearing a coat with Qiu Keyu's body temperature.

Qiu Keyu's unusually warm coat was stuck to his face, Bai Han couldn't hold back, he moved his face up in a daze.

Something hugged him tightly, with soft and smooth fur, like a beast, the muscles it touched were extremely tense, and even its breath was hot.

The thing covering his hand was soft, a bit like the white and beautiful meat pad that Bai Han had touched.

But this is an enlarged version.

Bai Han only heard Qiu Ke raining, and there was no other sound.

He was completely wrapped in this warmth.

The wind and snow stopped.

It was dry and soft, and he could still hear a smooth and steady breathing.

When Bai Han opened his eyes again, he was mentally prepared and he was very stable.

But he didn't expect to see his own apartment again, and everything around him was quite peaceful.

He was covered with a blanket and pulled it up to his chest, with his head still resting on Qiu Keyu's shoulder.

While he was still in a daze, Qiu Keyu spoke, his vocal cords and his chest trembled slightly, and Bai Han finally had a sense of realism that had suddenly passed away.

Qiu Keyu smiled and asked, "Are you awake? Brother Bai Han."

Bai Han straightened up, very dazed, even every hair on his face said he was dazed.

"I..., you, uh, hi, have you eaten?"

Qiu Keyu braced her face, her voice became hoarse, and she blinked at him: "Brother Bai Han, you've been sleeping for a long time, and it's already nine o'clock now. And did you have a nightmare yesterday? Let's go."

Bai Han rubbed his nose: "I'm sorry, I had... a very realistic nightmare, and you didn't sleep well."

What a dream.

He touched his body and found nothing wrong.

Qiu Keyu: "Brother Bai Han, I also had a nightmare yesterday."

Bai Han was taken aback: "What dream did you have?"

Could it be that……

Qiu Keyu curled the corner of her mouth: "It's really scary when people dream that they are not good-looking."

Bai Han let out a soft breath: "Scary."

Harm, almost frightened him.

He thought the brainwaves of the two were connected yesterday.