Chapter 1076: It's Cold!

As the vicissitudes of life echoed, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged, took a deep breath.

He really wanted to know why Chen Han could have the next few lives, but he didn't. This question had already taken root in Wang Baole's heart. Now... With the arrival of the eighth life, Wang Baole watched the fog around him and felt The sinking of one's own consciousness, murmured.

"I hope this time, it won't be the same as before, with nothing..." Wang Baole closed his eyes, feeling his consciousness sinking continuously, until he seemed to have entered a vortex.

Then... the familiar coldness.

This coldness made Wang Baole's heart sink, and the self-awareness still existed, which made his already depressed mind even more depressed. With the dispersal of his consciousness, after his consciousness sensed the surroundings, he saw the familiar The darkness, which made Wang Baole sigh.

"Still not..." Wang Baole was a little reconciled, and tried to expand the scope of perception, but no matter how hard he tried, the final outcome was the same.

Cold, dark, lonely.

Wang Baole was silent, just about to give up this useless action, but at this moment... Suddenly his consciousness fluctuated violently, and under this fluctuation, that sinking feeling actually resurfaced again!

"This feeling……"

Before Wang Baole could react, there was a loud bang in his consciousness, like thunder reverberating in the sky, and as it exploded, his consciousness also slackened and disappeared at this moment!

I don't know how long it has passed, when Wang Baole's consciousness reunited, he forgot his name, he forgot that he was comprehending his past life, and he forgot everything.

He couldn't open his eyes, couldn't lift his body, didn't know where he was, didn't know his origin, what he could feel was the coldness around him, this kind of coldness could penetrate the body and freeze the soul. What I saw was only the darkness under the eyelids, which was boundless.

Besides... There is another stronger feeling, which is... Pain!

The overwhelming pain, like a raging wave, submerged him time and time again, and it was like a sharp knife, dividing his consciousness continuously. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't do it. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't do it either. Want to pass out to avoid pain, but still can't do it!

He can only clearly experience this extreme pain in this coldness and darkness, which makes his consciousness seem to be trembling. Fortunately... Although the pain is the same as the coldness and darkness, it will always exist after it appears, as if It can exist for a long time, seemingly without end, but its volatility has not increased.

I don't know how long it has passed, Wang Baole, who was tortured by the severe pain, was exhausted, and he suddenly discovered... the severe pain seems to be a little lighter. This is not an illusion, the pain is indeed gradually weakening.

However, what weakened along with it was his consciousness. As the pain dissipated, a sense of deep sleep also emerged in his mind more and more.

Until the moment when the pain completely disappeared, his consciousness slowly fell into a deep sleep, and as he fell asleep... As if everything was over, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged in the mist of the Destiny Star, his physical body shook violently, his eyes slowed down. Open slowly.

This time, there was no daze in it, only deepness. After sitting there for a long time, Wang Baole breathed slightly short of breath. He was sure that when he felt another sinking before, his consciousness dissipated, which was exactly the same as the experience in the previous five lifetimes. .

"This shows... At that time, I did succeed in comprehending the former eighth life!"

"But my former eighth life is a bit special..." Wang Baole lowered his head, with a strange light in his eyes. He could even feel his body trembling when he recalled the severe pain at this moment. The special experience of the world made Wang Baole have a vague guess in his heart.

"It's not that I didn't have the previous sixth and seventh lives, but for some reason, in those two lives, I fell into a deep sleep... This kind of deep sleep is an unconscious coma, so... what I can feel is only Cold and dark!"

"And the reason why the coma in these two lives is directly related to the pain in the previous eighth life that I just realized. This kind of pain...is it a kind of injury? The last coma is healing? Until the injury finally healed , so there was the former fifth life, and I turned into a white deer?" Wang Baole thought in his eyes, rubbed his brows after a long while, he felt that there was no mist about the previous life, about this world, about the young lady Wang Yiyi, etc. It became clear due to the increase of clues, but on the contrary... it became more and more blurred.

While meditating, Wang Baole raised his head to look at Chen Han. After a flash of determination in his eyes, he made a tactic with both hands, and the underworld fire scattered and enveloped instantly, and the resonance of the soul was synchronized instantly. In a blink of an eye... a more unimaginable world appeared in Wang Baole in front of my eyes!

The sky... is far, far away, so far away that you can't see it clearly, it's a blur. You can only see that its color is wood color. This color is not monotonous, but has a warm feeling, which makes people feel feel comfortable.

As for the sun, it is also very far away, blurry and almost invisible, only one light source can be seen, emitting light and heat, making the whole world very warm, while the ground... is very clear, it is white, boundless of white.

As for the space around the world... Maybe it was because the distance was too far away, so it was still blurry, but Wang Baole could still vaguely see that there seemed to be countless tall objects, as well as bursts of terrifying aura that frightened him, but unfortunately, he couldn't see clearly.

He didn't know what those were, but for some reason, everything here gave him a feeling of deja vu, but Wang Baole felt that he had never seen it before.

"The outside world in the previous two lifetimes was Wang Yiyi's boudoir, so this time... where is it?" Wang Baole was also looking for Chen Han while silently observing...

Yes, he was indeed looking for Chen Han, because after coming here, although he looked around, he didn't see Chen Han.

This is obviously unreasonable, and it also makes Wang Baole feel unbelievable, but no matter how he looks, he can't find any trace of Chen Han in this strange world, as if Chen Han does not exist, and the blur of the world also makes Wang Baole feel Some discomfort.

The feeling of being covered by a veil made him unable to see the world clearly even though he worked very hard, just like in reality, when a highly myopic person takes off his glasses, what he sees is basically Wang Baole What you see now.

This state lasted for a long time, until one day, Wang Baole saw a huge pillar falling from the sky, and as he approached, Wang Baole gradually realized that this pillar seemed to be a writing brush!

It was still dipped in ink... This scene shocked Wang Baole's consciousness, and he also saw the hand holding the writing brush. It was a small hand. Before Wang Baole could see clearly, the brush had already landed on the white ground , with a certain clumsy drawing technique, he drew an even clumsy little person...

As the drawing of the little figure was completed, giggles came from the sky, and at the same time, the drawn little figure seemed to be given life, and immediately climbed up from the ground.

When Wang Baole's consciousness fluctuated again, the writing brush fell down again, and soon one after another little people were drawn like this, and the owner of the writing brush seemed to find fun in this painting. In the days after that, Little people were drawn continuously, until one day, in the shock of Wang Baole's mind, he saw that the brush seemed to shake due to some accident, and the little people drawn were obviously deformed.

It was a little man with one leg long and one short. The moment the little man was drawn, Wang Baole immediately felt Chen Han's aura, and even got up with the little man's struggle. Everything around was blurred, and it became clear in an instant before Wang Baole's eyes!

He saw the sky. The reason why it was the color of wood was because the sky was originally the roof of a shed, while the whiteness of the earth was a piece of blank paper. Toys, as for the sun, the light source is a spar that emits light and illuminates the entire room.

And the hand holding the brush came from a... little girl who looked less than three years old!

Wang Baole's consciousness was fluctuating, and he just swept it roughly, and he didn't have time to observe it carefully, because his main attention at this moment was on the raised brush. With the help of this brush, he painted Chen Han and gave him life. Wang Baole's consciousness jumped up suddenly, and moved from Chen Han's body to... the ink of that brush!

As the writing brush was raised, as it continued to rise...Wang Baole's consciousness fluctuated more violently, until...the writing brush completely left the earth, and brought him...to that world! !

"Come out!" Wang Baole's heart trembled, and an unprecedented anticipation instantly emerged in his entire consciousness!