Compared to the broken hand, Xia Xiao had experienced more fatal injuries, such as the loss of Shu Shuang. The heart was pierced repeatedly that time, which frustrated his spirit and hurt his heart. He truly experienced the pain of suffocation. In comparison, the pain in his wrist now was nothing. But it broke Xia Xiao's last line of defense, causing him to fall backwards, his face facing the sky, and the sound from deep in his throat was hoarse and unpleasant.

When Ju Mang and Huo Dou saw this, they hurried to his side, but Xiaoyu was so scared that she covered her eyes, at a loss as to what to do.

Is this how the battle ends? Although the ending is not unacceptable, it is also very sad. Ju Mang used wind and wood to connect his severed hand and wrist. When Xia Xiao lay on the ground and turned into a ray of light, Ju Mang and Huo Dou looked at each other and sighed deeply.

The sudden appearance of Shu Shuang kept Xia Xiao busy for a while, but fortunately, the Golden Spirit Beast seemed to have given up the fight because of Qing Xunzi's presence. This was good, and it was a happy thing.

When they went back to recover from their injuries, Ju Mang mobilized the power of the entire forest to heal Xia Xiao's injuries. With this green light, he would recover quickly. But no matter how well the injuries on his body healed, the wounds in his heart would be difficult to heal.

"I'll take him back."

Xia Xiao's right hand was connected by wood threads, entangled by vines, and her body was wrapped in green light. Xiao Ran picked her up and prepared to leave first. Hu Bugui acquiesced, looking at Tianming coming towards him, asking questions. Ah Zhu beside him couldn't stop either, and told himself a few words, then ran to Xia Xiao after landing, worried. This little girl seemed to be moved.

Soon, only Hu Bugui was left in the sky. When Di Muli arrived, he had already cleaned up the mess in the sky, and the big hole dug on the ground was filled up. But these were not enough to attract their attention. Instead, the metal crown in Hu Bugui's hand was made by compressing metal fragments. The vitality contained in it could make Xia Xiao complete a qualitative leap.

"My goodness, that made quite a noise."

Dimuli was a little surprised. It was fine that the Golden Spirit Beast was strong, but before he knew it, Xia Xiao's strength had reached this level. He was really a genius in cultivation. But was what the Golden Spirit Beast said true? They had always believed that the one who came from afar was the savior, but the Golden Spirit Beast's previous words undoubtedly denied this and trampled on this statement.

"What are you thinking about?"

Hu Bugui shook his head slightly, feeling heavy-hearted. Xia Xiao had too much to bear, but he was still just a child.

"As I get older, I think more and more. I always feel that Xia Xiao has a hard time."

"Yes, when he wakes up, he has to go to the Southern Business Capital and deal with the golden spirit beast in his body. If he knows that Shu Shuang's figure appeared in the Pu Dao, he will have to worry for a while."

"Is it a good thing or a bad thing for him to endure all this at such a young age?"

"It's a bad thing for ordinary people. Everything you experience in your youth can easily affect your life. But for him, it might be a good thing. You forgot that Xia Xiao is not from this world. He comes from another world. He must have experienced hardships in that world, so until now, he has never collapsed. So experiencing more will only allow him to accumulate experience that his peers don't have, and become stronger."

Everyone was at a loss about the world Xia Xiao came from, including Dimuli. But he heard from Xia Xiao that the world was very similar to this one, but also a little different. So he made the Great Wilderness vague, and then made it concrete, hoping to get a rough model of that world. But after a long time, he found that the world he thought of was actually very different from the world Xia Xiao came from.

Xia Xiao lay in the room in a daze. He gradually lost the feeling of the bed beneath him, and his body seemed to float, but he didn't want to get up, and didn't want to open his eyes to see if there were any changes around him. He just slept like this, hoping that when he woke up, he would have the strength to face the problems waiting for him to solve.

I didn't know how long I slept, it was like a fleeting moment, and the sea had changed into mulberry fields. Before Xia Xiao opened his eyes, he felt his body was heavy, as if he had done physical work all day, his whole body was sore, and he couldn't even get up. But he gradually opened his eyes, it was dark all around, the light bulb hanging on the ceiling didn't have any light, it was drooping weakly, like a piece of waste waiting to die.

Xia Xiao turned his head and wanted to open the curtains beside the bed, but where were the curtains in his small room? There were no windows. It was cramped and dim, like a closed space, which made people feel depressed and breathless, and a sense of déjà vu of a haunted house.

The room was very small, with blackened walls. There was a small bed that looked like a broken sofa, and a table at the head of the bed. On it were three tomatoes, two eggs, and a cucumber that had already wilted. There was no chair in front of the table, but he was used to it. This was the house he rented for 48 yuan a day. This money was not comparable to copper coins or silver ounces, it was very cheap.

With a tremor in his heart, Xia Xiao stood up suddenly, anxious and distracted, his brows gradually furrowed. He was holding his favorite novel, and the four big words "Light Hidden" on the cover made his scalp numb.

Shorts and a vest, a light bulb above his head, and the power strip next to the bed tied with several rounds of tape. This... is not Dahuang!

Xia Xiao stood up suddenly, and dropped the novel in his hand to the ground. The man on the cover seemed to be hiding something, looking at him with a hateful and dangerous look, as if he was watching a play. Putting on his slippers, Xia Xiao hurried to the door where the black pot was hung. There was a broken mirror stuck on the door. The person in the mirror had a short haircut and red and lifeless eyes, as if he had slept for a long time and woke up drowsy, forgetting what era he lived in.

"Impossible, that's not right."

Xia Xiao murmured, inserting his fingers into his hair, making it look even crazier when it was messy. He tried to make a seal with his hands, but his stiff fingers just hung in the air even when they were put together. Why couldn't he perform the familiar hand seal action of reaching out to grab chopsticks?

Xia Xiao panicked. When he turned his head and looked around, he felt dizzy, as if he was dreaming and about to fall into a deeper dream. Xia Xiao had not been back for five years. He had been in the Great Wilderness for more than five years. He had thought of this world before, but never wanted to come back. There was nothing here, but what was going on now?

With heavy breathing and rapid heartbeat, Xia Xiao slapped himself in the face, trying to wake himself up. He firmly believed that he was dreaming, and that he must have been seriously injured, so he was immersed in such a deep dream. But the slap was useless. Xia Xiao kept looking around, anxiously wishing he could be cut open.

After opening the door, the remodeled house was full of people, all lined up in front of the toilet. Under the dim light, a row of people looked down at their phones indifferently, something they would rather be poor than not have. After squeezing to the front, Xia Xiao opened the door and left the dirty house in the stench.

The hallway smelled strongly of men, and the women next door always used their bodies to exchange for more things. That was the fastest way for them to make money after breaking through their psychological defenses. At their door, smelly shoes and leftovers from the previous night and the day before were piled together. The lights above kept flashing, giving Xia Xiao a sense of fear. He now only wanted to go to a place with light, to a spacious place to calm down. What was going on? This was all too crazy.

There were no windows in the corridor, Xia Xiao pressed the elevator button frantically and got on. He called out to Ju Mang, Huo Dou and Xiao Yu as his ears rang, but there was no response.

After leaving the building, even though everything was covered with a thick layer of dust, he could finally see the light. Xia Xiao's steps gradually slowed down. He stood downstairs, looking at the strange light in the distant sky.

It was dusk, yes. It was hanging low in the west, without much color like death. But that heavy and depressing light seemed to remind the evil spirits in the world to come out and cause trouble, as night time was precious.

Xia Xiao could understand such shouts. He was originally an evil spirit hiding in the human world. He had no expression on his face and just looked at the west, like its most loyal believer. He never liked to pray, but now he hoped to return to the Great Wilderness. He wanted to go back and let Shu Shuang come back to him. If he couldn't find his master, he would pry open the mouth of the golden spirit beast!

The dust was heavy all around, and a wall and a few trees in front of him blocked Xia Xiao's vision. But he just looked at the light in the sky, letting it fill his eyes.

Xia Xiao kept moving forward, as if accepting the destruction it would bring to him. He wanted to leave here, and anything would do as long as he could leave. The light around him enveloped Xia Xiao, causing him to gradually fade away, and his previous anxiety turned into relief.

When this short body fell to the ground and merged with the dust, another body in another world finally regained consciousness. After sleeping for too long, he felt that the world he was in was unreal. When he squinted his eyes and saw a slender figure preparing to turn around, he suddenly thought of Shu Shuang, so he raised his hand and grabbed her palm.

Xia Xiao wanted to call out Shu Shuang's name, but couldn't speak. He just watched Xiao Ran sit down excitedly. After Shu Shuang left, Xia Xiao ignored Xiao Ran for a long time. She had the shadow of Shu Shuang, but she was not her after all, which made Xia Xiao upset. But he finally came back, and he felt very happy no matter who he saw.

Xiaoran sat on the edge of the bed, holding Xia Xiao's hand, leaning forward slightly, and elegantly put her ear close to his ear to save Xia Xiao some energy.

"How long have I slept?"

"Six days."

Six days was not a long time. After all, he had experienced two battles, so it was still acceptable.

"Where's the Pu Dao?"

The first thing Xia Xiao did when he woke up was not to go to the contract space, because he could feel that Ju Mang and the others were in good condition. When he returned to the original world, the powerlessness of wanting to sense the surroundings but not being able to feel anything was finally gotten rid of.

"Here it is."

On the bedside table, a machete was lying on a piece of white cloth. Xiao Ran had wiped it, so it was exceptionally clean, without a speck of dust, and reflected light like a mirror.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Xia Xiao looked at his right hand. There was a deep red line at the junction of his palm and wrist, like a piece of building blocks. Xia Xiao twisted it slightly, and it was still a little painful, but his fingers could bend flexibly. This repair was really thanks to Ju Mang.

Stretching out his left hand, Xia Xiao forced himself up.

When he first came to the Great Wilderness, he felt that this world was heaven. He became a young master in a costume drama, his father was a general, his eldest brother was domineering, his second sister was gentle and beautiful, and his mother loved him. He even had his own maids and little followers, who surrounded him every day and wished to give him all the good things.

At that time, he no longer had to live in a cramped windowless room. He was no longer afraid of having his things stolen by others when he opened the door while sleeping in the summer. The delicacies he ate every day made him smile all the time. But the nightmares that followed made him want to escape from the wilderness. He felt that if he continued like that, he would definitely die. The strictness of the dynasty became his shadow. Xia Xiao was not able to stand on his own from the beginning, nor was he able to face everything alone from the beginning. But he survived and lived in hell for his new family.

After meeting Shu Shuang, Xia Xiao's work became less monotonous. Even now, no matter how difficult the problem he faced, he would try his best. Compared to the despair when he returned to the original world, no matter what he encountered in the wilderness, he still had a chance to make amends!