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Xiao Ran lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Until Zhao Ling'er finished taking a bath, prepared a change of clothes for Xiao Ran, and asked him to take a bath, there was no response no matter how he called.

Zhao Ling'er pushed open the door of Xiao Ran's room. No matter how she shouted or shook him, she could not wake up Xiao Ran, who was sleeping soundly.

Zhao Ling'er had no choice but to take off Xiao Ran's clothes, cover him with a quilt, and then kissed him gently on the forehead.

"Good night, have a good sleep."

Zhao Ling'er returned to her room with satisfaction.

She didn't know that Xiao Ran had entered a dream from which she couldn't wake up.

Xiao Ran came to the valley where peach blossoms were blooming again.

At this moment, he subconsciously bit his finger. Well, it didn't hurt. He was in a dream again.

But this dream felt very real. He could smell the fragrance of peach blossoms in the air and feel the warm comfort of the sun bathing his body.

Butterflies are flying, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.

The strange hole also appeared, seeming to be waving to Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran didn't want to go in, but what was strange at this moment was that his body didn't obey his orders, and he felt like he was quickly drifting toward the entrance of the cave.

Xiao Ran felt that at this moment, he was like a ghost, without consciousness, and his body had no gravity, floating in the air.

This feeling made Xiao Ran a little scared, as if he had died and became a lonely soul.

Xiao Ran was floating in the cave, and his eyes were pitch black. Soon, a dazzling light shone out, and then, a small wooden house appeared in front of Xiao Ran as expected.

At this moment, Xiao Ran felt that he was conscious again. His legs were on the ground, and his body had a sense of gravity, and he pinched his thighs hard.

"Hiss..." It hurts!

Xiao Ran walked into the wooden house. The old man with a white beard was sitting on a wicker chair, making hot fragrant tea, waiting for Xiao Ran.

Seeing Xiao Ran come in, the old man greeted with a smile: "My child, you are here, come sit down and have a cup of hot tea."

"Grandpa Whitebeard, are you here to teach me how to practice magic again?"

Xiao Ran was not polite, moved a small wooden stool, sat on it, picked up a cup of fragrant tea on the table, and drank it.

"Yes, but this is the last time."

"The last time? Didn't you say you wanted to teach me how to do it quickly?"

"Yes, but this time, you have to practice for at least three days. Because in three days, there will be the Dingxin Martial Arts Association."

After the old man finished speaking, he stood up and walked to a door on the east corner.

The old man opened the door, and it was dark inside.

"Come in, kid, this time, you will be completely sublimated."

"Practice for three days? Then I am not going to stay in this dreamland for a long time?" Xiao Ran was a little uneasy. He had to go on an outing with Zhao Ling'er during the day tomorrow.

Zhao Ling'er specially asked for a week's leave, saying that she wanted to have fun with Xiao Ran.Of course, it was the unlucky Xiaoyu who took over for Zhao Ling'er again.

"My child, you have plenty of time. It only takes three days. As long as you can get through it, your life will go smoothly and the future will be better."

The old man's kind face prevented Xiao Ran from having any other bad thoughts. If it had been someone else, even Li Dazui, Xiao Ran would have felt that there was fraud in it.

But Xiao Ran had an inexplicable sense of trust in this old man.

Or maybe, would he do something to himself in his dream?For example, killing yourself in a dream?

I have no grievances against him, and I have amber armor to protect my body. Besides, he was sincerely teaching me how to practice last time.

Xiao Ran thought about it and decided to believe the old man.

He slowly walked to the door and glanced at the old man. The old man nodded to him, as if to say: "Don't worry, kid, go in safely."

Xiao Ran walked in and was instantly swallowed by darkness.

Is it good luck or bad luck this time?

....

When Zhao Ling'er woke up, she found that Xiao Ran was missing. He was missing again.

Zhao Ling'er searched the entire house, but found no trace of Xiao Ran and didn't answer the phone.

She anxiously found Li Dazui, and the two of them searched everywhere in the streets, valleys, forests, and riversides.

All day long, Xiao Ran was nowhere to be found.

Zhao Ling'er cried loudly at the door of Lianhun Hall.

At this moment, she was not only extremely tired physically, but also felt very uncomfortable inside, as if her husband had run away on their wedding night.

Li Dazui stepped forward to comfort him.

"Xiao Ling Dang, it's okay. Xiao Long is a lucky guy. Every time he disappears for a few days, he comes back as if he had been reborn. He may have encountered some adventure again this time."

Zhao Ling'er ignored her and continued to cry.

"Hey, seeing you crying like this makes me want to cry. Little Lingdang, are you hungry after a long day of searching? Can I take you to eat something delicious?"

Zhao Ling'er still ignored him and was crying to herself.

The crying brought tears without trace.

After asking, Lei Wuhen sighed.

He said with some regret:

"I wonder if Shi Xiaolong can make it to the Dingxin Martial Arts Tournament this time. In two days, the Martial Arts Tournament will start as scheduled. If you miss it, you will have to wait for another ten years."

"What a pity. It's such a good opportunity to have the two great spells of Amber Armor and Muchen Bead. With a little training, he will be at least a first-level soul master."

The Dingxin Martial Arts Competition in Piaomiao Village is equivalent to the college entrance examination in the real world, and is even more important than the college entrance examination.

Your identity, income, class, including dignity, will all be refreshed in the Reform Martial Arts Tournament. The winner will have all the power, while the loser will fall into ruin.

The levels and rankings of those legal systems are all born at the Dingxin Martial Arts Tournament. Therefore, if a master misses the Dingxin Martial Arts Tournament, he will have to wait for another ten years.

Although ten years is not a long time in Piaomiao Village. Almost the minimum life expectancy of people here is 200 years old. However, if you miss the Dingxin Martial Arts Tournament, you will have a very painful life in these ten years.

Earning the lowest wage, doing the most tiring and humble job, having no social status, and missing out on many opportunities.

Not everyone has such a good opportunity like Xiao Ran.

Everyone here has worked hard for decades or hundreds of years and climbed up step by step.

And Xiao Ran had only been here a few months, and he had already reached a height that many people would find difficult to reach in their lifetime.

Zhao Ling'er looked at the sky with tearful eyes at this moment, shouting in her heart:

"Xiao Ran, where are you! I'm so worried about you!"

At this moment, Xiao Ran was in a purgatory. Sometimes, he felt as if he was being burned in an incinerator. Sometimes, he felt like he was under the extremely cold deep water. This kind of pain was indescribable.

He couldn't speak, couldn't move, and even his breathing had disappeared, but he was clearly still alive, still feeling pain, and still conscious.

There was a voice in my ears that kept repeating a sentence.

Xiao Ran has thought of committing suicide countless times. This kind of painful suffering is simply worse than death.

But he did not have the right to commit suicide. He could not move, shout, or even make a sound.

Xiao Ran kept crying in his heart:

"Kill me! I really can't stand it anymore. Let's end it quickly!"