Mo Yue smiled, "Sure enough, everything is an illusion. Even if Wang Daha is in it, he seems to be awake at the last moment."

Luffy frowned, "Why a hammer is sober? If he is really sober, why will he still be surprised until his face is hit **** the rock?"

Demon Yue smiled bitterly, "Yes, is it a soberness that doesn't wake up until the last minute?"

Lu Fei sighed, "Anyway, when Wang Daha fell from mid-air, the roar of a wild beast suddenly rang in his ears is the best proof."

Mo Yue smiled and said, "Prove what? I don't seem to understand what you are saying at all?"

Luffy smiled bitterly, "Of course it proves that everything in front of him is an illusion. You see, originally in Wang Daha's eyes, he was in a world full of green and spring. He was completely blinded by the beauty in front of him. Looking at the lush trees and grass, watching the rolling mountains, listening to the singing of the birds in the woods and the ding-dong of the streams in the mountains, he couldn't help forgetting. At that time, he had completely forgotten the hideous appearance and gathering of the monsters before. Together, it was a terrible scene that surrounded him. However, at this moment, the roar of the monster suddenly sounded in his ears. His originally relaxed heart became tense again."

Mo Yue sighed, "Yes, the roar of the monster once again pulled him back from the beautiful illusion. At this time, the roar of the monster has reminded him that everything in front of him is unreal."

The village chief smiled bitterly, "Well, you guys don't discuss it anymore. Let me continue. At that time, Wang Daha fell to the ground with his face, and the most prominent part of his face should be the nose. Wang Daha stuck his head on the ground. , Immediately felt a sharp pain in the bridge of his nose, so painful that he couldn't help but screamed and woke up. When he opened his eyes, everything in front of him made him feel stunned. As far as his eyes were, it was a white blank. In the snowfield, the snow fell heavily that day. Now the snow has stopped, and the sky is just now bright. At first glance, the eyes are all white, and there is a thick layer of snow on the ground, on the branches of a few old trees. It is also covered with snow, everything in front of me is like a white world, everything is covered by snow. A red sun hangs on the horizon, and the rising sun does not seem to bring any warmth to the earth. The red round is just a faint golden light on the edge. However, the warmth that this light can provide is very limited. A crow croaked over his head and flew past. The black body of the crow and the white world in front of him formed The strong contrast may be due to the fact that it screams so hard that when it flies over a tree, it will shake the snow on the branches and slide down. Of course, the snow on the tree may also fall. It is the result that the wind from the crow's wings keeps blowing down the tree. After hovering in mid-air for a while, the crow flies away alone. Perhaps the temperature is too low. , Its flickering wings look a bit difficult. I don’t know if it’s due to freezing. At this time, the heat and light that the rising sun can provide is very limited, and the sky is still lead gray, lead gray? This color, Wang Da Hamming It is very familiar. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, trying to remember something, but he felt a headache and he couldn't remember it anymore. He pressed his fingers on the temples and kneaded them hard, the tingling at the temples seemed to make What did he remember, the lead-grey sky, the big torn opening, the snow pouring down from the sky, and the roar of monsters in his ears, the lead-grey sky and the white river. , The water and the sky meet, all the memories of the lead-grey sky flooded in. At this time, watching the crow soaring alone in the lead-grey sky, the crow croaked, looking from a distance, the earth was white. With a lead-grey dome above his head, a black crow was struggling to fly forward between the sky and the earth. In this situation, there is no sense of sadness and desolation. Wang Daha was dumbfounded, wrong, where is this place? Where has the world gone? Just now, it was still the beautiful spring scene with green trees, wild flowers blooming, rushing streams, and birds singing. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a cold winter full of snow? What is going on? A cold wind blew his face, and he suddenly became sober. Looking around carefully, he was surprised. He found that he was sitting in the snow. The snow on his body had already melted, his hair and clothes were soaked, and his hair was tight. He clung to his forehead, his wet clothes clinging to his body, and he shivered as soon as the cold wind blew. At this time, with the early morning sun, he was low Next, he looked at everything around him carefully, and was stunned again. He found a mess of thatch and a few wooden supports. Even though these things were covered with a thick layer of snow, he still felt that these things looked familiar. At the moment, he was sitting on those thatched piles and wooden shelves. He sat blankly on the thatch, feeling cold all over, the moisture and chill of the morning breeze seeping into his body, he felt that his body was already cold, and for a while, he was not even sure whether he was still Alive. Because of the cold, his body was numb. Also because of the cold, his brain seemed to have stopped thinking, he just sat motionless in the snow. I don’t know how long he sat there until the sun rose, and the temperature on the ground gradually increased, perhaps because of the warm sunlight. He felt like a seed buried deep in the ground, inspired by the sun, Grow little by little, begin to take root and sprout, grow up little by little, and then break through the ground. At this moment, because of the warm sunshine, he feels like a seed inspired by the sunshine, gradually recovering, germinating, and growing up. His whole person also became awake due to the rising temperature. The limbs that had been frozen before are now beginning to regain consciousness. He stared blankly at the red sun in the air, his mouth curled up, and he smiled miserably. I was actually a **** alive. He raised his arms strenuously, only to realize that his arms were frozen hard long ago. He began to twist his neck and wave his arms. He tried to make his body generate heat through these simple activities, even though the temperature of the sun had already It's very warm, he doesn't feel cold anymore, but he still wants to move his body, so as to make the body produce more heat, he wants to prove that he is alive through the increase of body heat. "