第四十三章 (第5/5页)

hatthisisrealityordream，howcanhavesoterriblethings!

    Meisnotcold，theadrenalinesurge，IpullthegreenMAOtoretreattofast，greenhairwhileIpullhertoreacharoundmysoul，shewasexposedtosuddenlyparticularly，synchronization，andIquicklybacktoevacuate，theunderground，howcanhavesuchabigthing，theearthworm

    Howisitinthegroundthemarching

    Webothshouttakebreathraninthenight，Idon‘tseeanything，anywayjustfollowedher，shedidn‘tturnsohasbeenrunningforward，Ifeelthelegisalittlesoft，ifitweren‘tforatetheonly...

    Runaresweatingallover，don‘tfeelcolddidnotknowhowlongtheran，reallycan‘trun，greenhair...

    InthedarkIhearheavybreathing，greenMAOalsomakeherforearmswereadmittedtolookbackatme，hesitatedfinallycomebacktome，Ipattedherhead，goodgirlishandoutspirit，doyouknowwhatisthat

    ，ofcourse，Ididn‘texpecthertoanswerme，asIstraightupatthatmoment，IclearlyfeelIandqingMAO，undergroundintheedgeofadon‘tknowhowoldtheabyss，IandgreenMAOstoodabovetheabyss，Idon‘tseewhatyoucan，likeinthesenseofspace，asifthegroundbecametransparent，Icanclearlyseethefollowingsituation.

    Abottomlessabyssundertheirfeet，greenMAOhasnoknowledgeofthelimbsonthegroundcompletely，Ihaveneverbeensoclosetothefeelingsofthedeep，seeitinthemomentoftimeisslow，everythingonthegroundasifdoesnotexist，theabyssislikeabeasttoengulftheworld，it‘stoobig!

    Bottomlesssuchwordstodescribethedepths，likeaneedleshedescribespeaks，suddenlyalmostcan‘tbreathe，asifonlyalayerofthinfilmunderyourfeet，standinginthedeephereislikeagrainofdust，can‘tcontrolwanttoletyourbodyfallintotheabyss.

    Consciousnessseemstohavestoppedthecannotthink，greenhairisherebutasifinacornerofthesky，Icouldnotsayaword，thefeetstepalldarenotmove，atthefootofthegroundasifmoreandmorethin，likeicemeltingisprobableatanymoment，andtheonlycandependonisyourselfalayeroftransparentgroundmaydisappearatanytime.

    IwanttoandgreenMAOsaysomething，infactitseemstomethatgreenMAOcannolongerseeme，butshedidn‘tseemtocareabout，iswhatweareonthegroundatease，Idon‘tknowwhattodo，thisdeepbigcan‘tseethemarginal，Ialsodon‘tknowwheretogo!

    Ifthefall

    Asthegroundbegantobecomesoft，abitlikesteppingonthetransparentballoons，shortlyaftertheballoonoutofgas，hebeganslowlyindown，andthenwrappedupslowly，Ihandtocatcharoundbutfeelcouldn‘ttouchanything，onlyalayeroftherubberfeetthatsametransparentmaterialtosupportthebody.

    Andmylineofsightalreadyonthegroundbelow，Icanalsoseegreenhaironmyhead，shewaslickingthearm，Igotogreatlengthstoreleasethesoultoattractherattention，butthereisnoresponseinthebody，thenunderhisleftfoot，hislostsupportonefoot，body，Iinvaintocatch，butonlyaroundtheendlessabyss...