Luo Yun

Luo Yun was wearing a Tang suit, sitting in front of the dressing table, staring at himself in a daze.

Although he is not very handsome, his brows are like swords and he is domineering.

His eyes fell on the calendar hanging on the wall, which read June 23, 2019 impressively.

Immediately, he sighed involuntarily and muttered to himself: "Unexpectedly. I slept for fifty-eight years."

That's right, Luo Yun slept for fifty-eight years.

Fifty-eight years ago, because the archaeological organization led him to participate in a treasure hunt mission, he did not expect a sandstorm that caused him and his team members to lose sight, leading to unconsciousness.

However, this is only in the eyes of others, he has become an immortal vegetative.

In fact, until now, he has actually only had a dream.

In the dream, he incarnates into the Shentian Continent hundreds of millions of light-years away from the earth, known as Luo Cangtian of the ancestor, and it took him 58 years to experience his 100,000-year life.

From babbling, to reaching the supreme realm of God and Heaven, from no one can afford it, to the stars holding the moon, and to the life of the betrayal of the relatives!

Finally, in the Shentian Continent, Luo Cangtian, the only one who achieved the position of God and Heaven, was set up by a million powerhouses to punish the immortals, ending this 100,000-year journey!

And Luo Yun also woke up from his dream.

It's just that it's a dream, but it's so real, even...

Luo Yun moved his eyes, and the mirror in front of him suddenly cracked with countless cracks, then turned into a pile of fragments and fell from the frame.

But in the next second, these mirror fragments seemed to be upside-down again, and automatically floated up again, returning to the frame, and then the cracks disappeared, and everything was restored to the original state.

Everything is not a dream.

"Don't... don't come over!"

At this moment, a frightened female voice suddenly rang from outside the house.

Luo Yun frowned slightly, got up, and walked toward the window.

...

"Hey! Little girl, you still obediently follow us?"

In the backyard of the Luo family's old house, the sky was very dark, but the lights were very bright. A white love figure holding a medicine box quickly ran towards a loft, but was stopped by three young men. The leader was a yellow-haired boy who stopped in front of the woman and said with a livid smile.

"Yeah! Yeah! From us! Anyway, the Luo family will be over tonight, so you don't have to wait on that old Luoyun guy.

"When the time comes, follow our Huang Mao brother, eat fragrant and spicy, occasionally play with uniform temptation, hehehe..."

Such shameless words came out from a few people's mouths, and it was a very smooth one. At first glance, they did not play a trick on the good women.

The beautiful woman was so scared that Huarong was pale, and she even took out a wolf-proof syringe from the medicine box, and tremblingly shouted at the trio of Huang Mao: "You don't... don't come over! Otherwise, I'm welcome! "

"You're welcome? Give me an injection? Don't be so polite! Brother will give you an injection!"

Upon seeing this, Huang Mao smiled wretchedly, stood up, and rushed towards the woman!

Ever since she was a child, how has Zhang Rujing encountered such a terrible thing? She was so frightened that she was on the spot, and she did not react for a while!

"Boom!"

However, at this moment, a stone pestle suddenly emerged from the broken window in the second-story attic next to it, and slammed it on the face of the yellow hair who was rushing towards Zhang Rujing!

Shi Chu hit Huang Mao's face as if he had eyes, and Huang Mao's face sank in an instant, accompanied by a few teeth flying out of blood, like broken flower stamens, splashing everywhere.

"what...…"

He screamed and threw himself out, rubbing his left cheek with the ground and dragging a blood stain.

Both the left and right faces were hit!

The change in this scene immediately stunned the two gangsters present, and Zhang Rujing was also shocked. Looking at the long bloodstain on the ground, she knew that this was not a dream!

But the next moment, she saw the stone pestle on the ground!

There is also a tortoise drawn with a brush on Shichu!

This...Isn't this the stone pestle that I gave to Master Luo Yun for medicinal purposes?

Zhang Rujing's mind went blank for an instant!

Huang Mao didn't faint to death, but cocked his hips and kicked his feet to get up, but his face was bloody and bloody at the moment, the pain made him paralyzed, his consciousness was a little unclear, and he couldn't get up at all.

When the other two saw this, they were awakened immediately, and hurriedly stepped forward, while carefully raising the yellow hair, while shouting at the surroundings: "Which little beast actually dares to attack us? Is it too tired?"

"Eh~"

As the voices of the two people fell, a door-pushing sound rang from the attic on the second floor. The three could not help but look towards the attic, but Huang Mao was constantly twitching while being held by the two. The blood flowed across and was extremely ferocious.

A young man in a black Tang suit was walking down the stairs on the pavilion step by step. His complexion became cold. Every step he took, hammered their chests like drumsticks, causing them to contract their hearts involuntarily.

Zhang Rujing was directly stunned!

Really stunned!

This...this young man, isn't he just the old man Luo Yun who has been awake and slept for fifty-eight years?

The dean has said that although the face of Luo Yun is stagnant, but he has no hope of waking up in his life, but this time...woke up unexpectedly.