Nansong felt that he was moving slowly yet quickly along with the tentacle pulling him.
She seemed to be in a dream where time had lost its meaning.
She clearly felt that time should slow down or even stop, but the scene before her eyes changed so rapidly that she could hardly open her eyes.
She saw the coral reefs on the seabed flash before her eyes, saw colorful fish swimming around her, and saw the underwater mountains in the distance standing like giants in the sea.
Everything was changing rapidly, yet seemed to be shrouded in a dreamy veil, making it difficult for her to distinguish between what was real and what was illusory.
Nan Song's heartbeat was accelerating, but she did not feel fear. Instead, she felt a wonderful tranquility.
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Ma Tuan was walking forward at this moment, and he felt that every step was like stepping into a silent dream.
He brushed aside the layers of floating gauze curtains, which were as light as ghosts, but felt a little cold to the touch.
Passing through the star-like sparkling lights and ice lamps, he came to the "central area" he had just glanced at.
Everything there was covered by a layer of gray-white gauze curtain, as if it was a corner forgotten by time, revealing an eerie tranquility.
Through the gauze curtain, he saw an ice-blue "lake" with a faint golden-green glow.
The light seemed to come from the depths of the lake, carrying a mysterious and profound aura.
The surface of the lake seemed to be overflowing with starlight and petals, pouring out bit by bit, as if gently lifted up by some invisible force, floating in the air, flickering faintly.
Ma Tuan's heartbeat was accelerating.
He could feel the "boom, boom, boom" heartbeat coming from the lake. The sound seemed to come from another world, low and powerful, as if a huge heart was beating.
Pale silver light flickered on the surface of the lake, as if connecting dots and lines to form moving blood vessels. Those light spots seemed to have life, trembling slightly, making the entire lake look full of strange vitality.
Looking at the pool of water, Ma Tuan was suddenly stunned.
An illusion seemed to appear before his eyes. He saw Zhima Tuan, Wu Shanqing, and... Si Weijun.
It must be Si Weijun... Ma Tuan thought to himself, an indescribable feeling surged in his heart, making him a little flustered.
He widened his eyes and stared at Si Weijun in front of him, but found that this Si Weijun was very different from the image he remembered.
Si Weijun now looks even more indifferent, like a flower on a high mountain, out of reach.
Moreover, the other party seems to be more mature and stable than before.
Ma Tuan felt that the reason he was able to recognize the other person was not just because Si Weijun's appearance had changed.
More importantly, the You'anzhanlian that suddenly grew when they were on a mission together last time appeared on Si Weijun's face again!
The strange flower once bloomed briefly on Si Weijun's cheek, and then disappeared inexplicably.
Now, it appears again, as if it is some kind of symbol on Si Weijun.
There was a sinister and superior aura between Si Weijun's eyebrows, as if he was the real master of this strange world.
Ma Tuan was subconsciously shocked by his aura and couldn't help but want to get closer to him so that he could observe him more clearly.
However, when Ma Tuan approached the pond cautiously, Si Weijun seemed to suddenly notice his presence and cast his gaze towards him lightly.
At that moment, Ma Tuan felt as if his heart was being tightly squeezed by an invisible hand, beating wildly, as if it would burst out of his chest in the next second.
Although he was clearly in a superior position and Si Weijun was in a lower position, the other party's gaze was like an ice-cold knife, piercing straight into Ma Tuan's heart, making him feel as if he was under a spell and unable to move at all.
Si Weijun's eyes were cold and deep, as if he could see through everything, without a trace of warmth.
It was a heart-wrenching indifference, as if he had been completely disappointed with the world, or as if he himself was a cold-eyed bystander in this world.
His eyes seemed to be a casual glance, but it seemed as if he was deliberately observing the "novel little thing" of Ma Tuan.
At that moment, Ma Tuan felt like a specimen under a microscope, with no privacy at all.
And in that cold gaze, there was a hint of indescribable sarcasm, as if mocking Ma Tuan's arrogance, and as if warning him not to challenge his bottom line easily.
A chill surged in Ma Tuan's heart, and the chill quickly spread throughout his body, making him shiver involuntarily.
He straightened up suddenly, trying to hide his panic with this action, but it was obviously in vain.
Just as he stood up, he caught a glimpse of the other two people and the last person who appeared also raising their eyes.
Their eyes met, forming a strange tacit understanding.
It was an eerie calm, as if they had anticipated Ma Tuan's arrival but were completely unconcerned with his appearance.
There was a kind of chilliness in this calmness, as if they had long been accustomed to this strange world, and Ma Tuan was just an uninvited guest, an outsider who had rashly intruded.
There was a suffocating feeling of oppression in the air, and Ma Tuan could only hear his own heartbeat roaring in his ears.
He subconsciously took a step back.
But he felt like he was stepping into soft cement, which even hurt his feet a little.
The touch under my feet seemed soft, yet with a hint of hard granularity, as if fragments of stars had been kneaded into this seemingly soft mud.
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