When Ramses' mental power was fully deployed, Yao Jingjing saw the endless desert, scattered pyramids like children's toys stacked on the beach.

She remembered seeing such a desert when she saw her grandma in her mother's dream, but it was not so vast and clear. It had clearly surpassed the boundary of mother's dream, and it might be the mental remnants left by the grandma in the old photo album box.

In addition, a long time ago, Aoki took her into the desert at the end of the dream corridor guarded by the white cat, and wanted to return the corridor to her, but she was not able to guard it at that time.

The yellow sand is full and the world is boundless. This dream has put a lot of pressure on Yao Jingjing. She couldn't find the edge of the dream, even if she exhausted all her strength, she couldn't get rid of the **** of her spirit.

She began to feel a long-lost nightmare, as if a big rock was pressed against her chest. She used the most primitive method to relax her consciousness, adjust her breathing, and try to get rid of the nightmare, but her consciousness only saw the vague outline of the bar and the confused lights, and was soon wrapped up in the powerful spiritual vortex, and returned to the boundless. Land of quicksand.

She started calling her mother, her grandma, until she called Aoki's name, and then she saw the young red-haired king sitting in the pyramid palace.

Ramses wears a high crown on his head and a leopard skin cloak. A red curly hair hangs down with the red beard on his jaw, like a flowing flame. The flames flowed from his shoulders to his hands, and from the hands to the crimson scepter like coral.

"It turns out that his name is Aoki." The young Ramses smiled, not at all like the lifeless look sitting in the corner of the bar. "He taught you good things, but unfortunately he is too stingy and teaches too little."

Yao Jingjing said: "He is not stingy, because he has gone far."

"Well, I saw it." Ramses said, "I also guessed who he is."

"who is he?"

"Like me, the king who protects the holy land. He hasn't had time to teach you something, let me help him finish it." Ramses shook the red coral branch in his hand, a burst of spiritual power like a stream of flames. , Straight into the sky.

The sky began to rain.

The flame fell on her body, and Yao Jingjing felt the heat unbearable. But she must hold back. She knew that the other party was testing her and was also calling her. Indeed, Aoki has gone too long. Compared with the time before, Yao Jingjing's progress was even a little bit distrustful for herself. How many problems she encountered during this process could only be explored bit by bit. If Qingmu were there, she might have made a bigger breakthrough.

The Pyramid Palace and Ramses are gone. Only yellow sand and fire rain remained between the heaven and the earth.

Yao Jingjing felt hot and thirsty, like a traveler who hadn't drunk water after walking in the desert for three days. She saw an oasis ahead, and the blue lake was glowing like a gem, and even the wind blowing from there was cool.

She walked there, and she didn't know how long she had been walking. It seemed that after a century of walking, the oasis was still far away.

She saw her clothes shatter in the wind, turning into dust, mixing into the surrounding sand. Her muscles began to shrink, and her skin became dry and wrinkled due to lack of water, like a cracked earth during a severe drought. She felt her cheeks already pressed against her cheekbones, her lips were so thin that there was only one line left, and her mouth and nostrils were filled with wind and sand. Her fingers slowly stiffened and dried into dry branches in the sun.

She knew that if she couldn't insist on walking to the oasis and find the water source, she would soon become a corpse, buried in the sand forever.

At this moment, she heard someone calling her from behind: "Yao...Jingjing!...Jingjing!...Jingjing!"

She slowly turned around and saw a bright bald head reflecting a dazzling white light in a yellow desert. For the first time, she felt that it turned out that a man can look good with a shaved head.

Yao Jingjing couldn't help laughing, although the muscle fibers on her face that were so stiff and about to be carbonized could not show her smile at all. She thought of the hair of the man she cared about and the man who cared about her, a chicken coop head, and a bald head, and she still felt that both had good meanings, and sometimes she really wondered if her aesthetics was a problem.

Hou Biao yelled "Jingjing, Jingjing" as he walked, and his sturdy cow body began to wither in the desert. Yao Jingjing watched his clothes turn into fly ash, his muscles slowly contracted and carbonized, and his skin kept tightening. Only the bald head was still bright as a mirror.

He walked up to her and grabbed her dry hand, "Jingjing, I'll save you."

Yao Jingjing wanted to cry when she heard these words, as if the lonely and desperate child heard the call of her relatives, the person who fell into the ice lake grabbed the rope of life-saving, the night walker in the dark saw the dawn of dawn, her tears Spinning in the eye sockets, while the joints were still moving, the fingers exhausted the last bit of strength to grasp the hard-won hope.

Two withered hands were tightly clasped together, and the dry and rigid bodies supported and leaned on each other in the boundless desert, and walked towards the oasis in the distance.

The wind and sand covered up their footprints, fascinated their eyes, and plugged their ears. They cannot see, hear, or even feel the existence of the world.

But Yao Jingjing knew that he was right by her side—the bright bald head, like a lamp, illuminates some dark places in her heart. She felt a trace of warmth, coming from the unrecognizable void close to her body, flowing in her body, proving that she and him are still alive.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a tremor, the wind and sand returned, the world reappeared, and a loud shout came from the void:

"It's almost there, it's not a while. Take care of other people's feelings, OK!"

The sound shattered the space like a violent thunder, a violent wind rose, yellow sand rolled, the sky sank, and the earth disappeared.

Yao Jingjing knew that this was the signal of the collapse of the dream. She looked to the side, Hou Biao was looking at her affectionately with his deep dry eyes~lightnovelpub.net~ but there was childish simplicity in those eyes.

She exited the dream smoothly, and found that she had stood up from her seat at some unknown time, and Hou Biao stood in front of her, facing each other with their hands clasped together.

Bi Sheng Hua stood by, akimbo, staring at them with an angry and funny expression on her face.

Yao Jingjing blushed and quickly let go, but didn't want Hou Biao to grasp it too tightly and couldn't break free for a while. She remembered what Bi Shenghua had said about Hou Biao's amnesia, and then went to see Hou Biao, and found that he was standing at a loss like a child, but the eyes he looked at her were clearly affectionate.

Bi Shenghua shook her head and said, "I can leave it to you. It's best to find a way to let him forget what Aoki confessed. I can take care of the little ones, but I can't take care of the older ones."

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Ramses in the corner, frowning and asked, "Who is he?"

Yao Jingjing didn't know how to explain, Ramses had stood up, her cloak was tightly covered, her hands hidden in her pockets, her head lowered, and she walked out and said, "Meeting together, just drink a glass of wine."

Hou Biao was obviously hostile to him and watched him leave vigilantly until he walked out of the bar door, walked away along the street outside the bar window, and disappeared into the night.

When she passed the window, Yao Jingjing clearly heard the voice of Ramses transmitted to her consciousness through the glass:

"Your grandma's grave is empty, and there are no dead bodies in it. Take a look at her pictures, she is not old, and may have been alive. Ah, look how heroic she was when she joined the army, like a man!"

Yao Jingjing's heart was shocked, what else she wanted to ask, Ramses had disappeared. After returning to her senses, she saw the heroic life flower looking at her with a smile.

She found out that she and Hou Biao were still holding their hands tightly, and they had not separated.