"This is impossible!"

Xie Ziyou's voice trembled with excitement. He paused for a moment, then repeated, "Impossible!"

The System asked, "Why is it impossible?"

It whispered in Xie Ziyou's ear with a cold and emotionless voice, "Guan Heng is just a bunch of data, a bunch of data that has lost its value and collapsed with the previous world. Why would the headquarters keep his existence and safely transfer him to the next world?"

Xie Ziyou's eyes widened in disbelief, his lips parting helplessly.

He hurriedly turned his head and pointed forward, wanting to show the System the tall and slender black figure in front of him.

At this moment, Xie Ziyou suddenly realized that the surroundings were no longer green grasslands, but a world of ice and snow. Goose feather-like snow fluttered in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the earth was covered in a pure white.

The coldness climbed from her fingertips to the back of her fair hand, piercing through a thin layer of skin and spreading along her meridians to her limbs and bones. The blood that was surging in her chest also slowed down a little. The blood that was flowing at a slower speed gradually froze. Through her thin wrist, an icy cold purple color appeared.

The young man blinked his peach blossom eyes blankly. His vision was a vast expanse, as if his eyes were covered by snow. How could he find that handsome person?

"… No, he really is Guan Heng!" Xie Ziyou licked his molars and insisted, "Just you wait, I'll prove it to you!"

He wanted to rush in the direction where Xie Heng disappeared, but a thick layer of ice had formed under his feet. He did not know how deep it was, but the top layer was transparent and crystal clear, while the bottom layer gradually melted into the darkness. It was as if the entire sea was frozen under his feet, as deep as the abyss.

The young man tripped and staggered a few steps before he managed to stabilize himself.

"You," the System sighed softly in his ear, "You can't even protect yourself now, you should think more about yourself."

Snowflakes fell on Xie Ziyou's warm skin and instantly froze into a thin layer of ice. Some also fell on his eyelashes, freezing his long eyelashes together, making it difficult to see.

The young man trudged through the heavy snow step by step. He lowered his head and muttered, "… What do you mean?"

The System turned into a bee and hovered in the air. In the snowy world, a faint golden color was especially obvious. Wherever it went, time and space seemed to be imprisoned by a large hand. The spinning snowflakes stopped in mid-air, and the sound of the wind suddenly disappeared. The whole world was pulled away in front of Xie Ziyou.

It slowly stopped on the ice.

It was as if a sigh came from the distant heavens, lingering in the air and echoing heavily, and it rose and fell by Xie Ziyou's ears like thunderclaps.

"Look at the ice under your feet," said the voice. "Look carefully."

Xie Ziyou couldn't help but follow the voice. She stuck to the ground and buried her head deep.

The cold caused his limbs to go numb, and he almost lost all feeling in his fingers. However, his eyesight was strengthened at that moment, and his eyes shone brightly as he looked down at the bottom of the ice.

Tall buildings stood in great numbers, and pedestrians were as dense as ants.

The solid ice froze their every frown and smile. The endless flow of vehicles on the overpass seemed to have been pulled off the gate, and everything was forever frozen in this cross-section.

All life was gone. The world covered in ice and snow melted into the boundless deathly stillness.

Xie Ziyou's pupils shrank slightly, and his fingertips tightened.

He whispered, "No, impossible …"

The young man helplessly hung his head, almost sticking his eyelids to the ice. A layer of frost condensed on his eyelashes, and his porcelain-like skin couldn't withstand the cold wind. Gradually, an extremely cold purplish red color appeared.

"Look, You you, you can't go back."

The System's voice was like thunder, exploding in his ears.

Something was laughing, teasing and proud. It shouted, "You can't go back. No host can really go home."

"You are just chess pieces, inexhaustible and cheap labor. Once you are squeezed dry, you will be disposed of like garbage!"

"Just like Guan Heng, whom you miss so much!"

Along with the howling cold wind, the coldness climbed to his ankles and flowed along Xie Ziyou's slender legs to his waist. It wriggled like a viper and slowly climbed up his back.

Xie Ziyou's mind felt as if it was trapped in a swamp. The cold numbed his senses. It was as if countless hands were pulling his ankles, laughing, and dragging him down.

The wind and snow blocked his vision, and his limbs became heavier. The young man's back stiffened and fell to the ground, but he didn't give up. He desperately pulled at the rugged ice beside him, dragging his body.

No, it's impossible.

Xie Ziyou clenched his teeth and thought absentmindedly, 'How is this possible?'

But he didn't know when the despair in his heart started. As soon as it appeared, it became more and more uncontrollable. It howled and revealed its ferocious face.

"You you!"

"You you, it's dangerous!

Wake up, wake up! "

A sharp shout suddenly sounded, like the sun splitting the dark clouds. In an instant, it broke into Xie Ziyou's mind.

Xie Ziyou was stunned.

It was the System's voice!

His eyes suddenly became clear. The System's clear shout went straight into his mind, stimulating him like needles. Xie Ziyou blankly blinked his eyes and suddenly felt that his eyelids were heavy. It was difficult to open them.

Everything around him quickly turned into a thick fog. The white snow suddenly stopped and immediately flew in the opposite direction. It was like a cluster of pure white cotton. Heaven and earth were upside down, and the scenery was distorted.

Xie Ziyou desperately tried to open his eyelids.

A ray of sunlight shone into his eyes, and his nose smelled a sweet fragrance.

Xie Ziyou blinked blankly as he woke up from a dream. His palms were on the ground, and he struggled to get up.

He was still on the grassland, but his brocade clothes were densely wrinkled. The area behind him dragged a long line, the grass was squashed, and the petals were scattered.

His collar was stained with grass roots, and the scenery was in front of him.

It was a rainbow-colored river.

The distance was extremely close, only a foot away, and he was currently lying on the ground, desperately reaching out with his bluish hand, wanting to reach his fingers into the river water.

Xie Ziyou said, "… F * ck."

He was shocked and quickly pulled his arm back as if it was scalding. He crawled up from the ground. The sharp pain on the back of his hand was transmitted to his brain. Xie Ziyou then realized that his arm was greenish-purple from frostbite. His fingers were stiff, and his joints seemed to be stuffed with ice, making it difficult for him to bend.

What the hell was this?

Just now … was it a dream?

But where did the dream come from, and when did it start?

Then how did the scene in the dream become reality?

A long sigh sounded in Xie Ziyou's mind. It was a familiar gentle voice, but it was slightly different from the one in the dream.

"Fortunately, I came back in time," the System said happily. "You, do you know what the river in front of you is?"

"It is a branch of the legendary Styx. It separates joy and anger, connects sorrow and joy, and connects life and death.

Once you step into this river, your soul will be dyed with color. The living will disappear in an instant, and the dead will come back to life. Everything will reverse the cycle of time and space. "

"And the thing that caused you to fall into an illusion is the nameless flower by the river. It can see through people's hearts and create the thing that they fear the most in their hearts, luring people into this river."

"Hiss."

Xie Ziyou covered his arm and used his Qi to heal his injury. He said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense. What's your code name?

Where did we first meet? "

The System did not know whether to laugh or cry. "You, are you still doubting me?

There's no need to go through so much trouble. A fake dream can't create the main god list and the System Space. You'll understand when you look at your points. "

Xie Ziyou was still doubtful. He pulled out the golden points table and glanced at it casually.

The System said, "The information is clear. The data matches. He … is indeed Guan Heng."

Xie Ziyou thought to himself, 'Nonsense.'

He hurriedly turned his head, and this time he finally saw a familiar thin figure standing in the breeze. His back was straight, and his fine hair fluttered in the wind. Under the sunlight, he was covered with a layer of diamond-like shimmer.

… But his expression was stiff, and his eyes were lifeless. He was walking step by step towards the river.

His steps were extremely heavy, as if a mountain was pressing down on his back.

The people around him were also very strange. Their eyes were tightly shut, and their expressions were pained.

Zhao Ruhao covered his head with both hands and lay on the ground. He cried loudly and almost choked to death.

Xu Waner was in a daze. She pulled the amulet around her neck and carefully gestured to her wrist. It was as if she was holding a sharp knife in her hand and was hesitating where to start.

Cheng Shengbai unsheathed his long sword. His expression was solemn, and the tip of his sword pointed to the void. Only Pei Yunyin looked better. She sat cross-legged on the ground, and her fingertips pinched two spells. But her eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and her face was slightly ferocious.

Were they also confused by the illusion? Were they going to walk into that river?

Xie Ziyou immediately panicked. He dragged his injured leg and staggered over. He grabbed Xie Heng's shoulder and shouted, "Wake up, hey, Xie Heng!"

No one paid him any attention.

He couldn't even grab onto Xie Heng's shoulder. An extremely heavy force came out of nowhere and pushed Xie Ziyou aside.

Xie Ziyou hurriedly went forward and opened his arms, trying to stop Xie Heng from moving forward.

But it was no use. He was pushed aside again. He could only stare blankly at Xie Hengyi's bitter and vengeful expression. Every step he took left an inch-deep footprint, and he didn't stop at all.

"Xie Heng!"

No matter how loud he shouted, it was as light as a thin veil. It was blown away by the wind and couldn't reach that person's ears.

Xie Ziyou anxiously called out to the System, "What's going on?

Why can't I wake him up? "

"This … I can't wake him up."

"But when you shout, I'll wake up!"

"You," the System said in distress, "I'm talking to you directly in your consciousness. It's different from shouting in the outside world."

Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth, "Then enter his consciousness!"

"Points …"

"Change immediately!"

The System stopped talking.

A moment later, a strange pale golden light enveloped Xie Ziyou.

In an instant, he felt as if he was standing on a speeding car, and all the scenery was being dragged by the wind. Thick fog rose, and the space in front of him gradually turned pure white. Then, it quietly rose from a corner, and bit by bit, it was dyed with a thick black.

After the darkness had completely enveloped him, a faint light gradually appeared from afar. It was like pieces of sparkling glass. From afar, it also looked like a bright starry sky.

Was this Xie Heng's consciousness?

Xie Ziyou looked at it curiously for a moment. Then, he carefully stretched out his finger and touched the small piece closest to him.

In an instant, a large number of lights and images hit him. The long river of memories rolled with angry waves. Every image was important. In a daze, Xie Ziyou vaguely saw a few images. They were very familiar …

"Found it." He heard the System's cheerful voice.

A star was pulled closer. Its light quietly bloomed and quickly covered everything.

The next second, the scene changed again. It was like a dream. The distance was blurry, but the nearby scene was clear.

It was a shower room.

A young man with rosy lips and white teeth sat in a basin. Fair Complexion supported his chin with his hand. He was bored to death. He scooped up a handful of water and poured it on his shoulders.

Transparent water droplets fell like rain onto her delicate shoulders and rolled down along her delicate and fair skin. They either moistened her long, black hair that was as black as ink, or wittily swirled around her shoulders before quietly dripping down and disappearing into the water …

Ripples appeared on the water surface.

… F * ck.

Xie Ziyou looked at the familiar face in front of him. The familiar bathtub, and the familiar screen that stood quietly by the side. It was painted with exquisite landscape patterns. Under the candlelight, every line was deeply engraved in his mind. It was what he saw every day in his life.

Was this … a dream?