Martial King’s Retired Life

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I, where?

Shen Yiru slowly opened her eyes.

In front of me is a piece of darkness, which is not looking to the end, as if all the light has been absorbed and completely dark. She couldn't confirm where she was, or even whether she was alive.

She couldn't see anything. I tried a few more times until she finally found out that this ‘black’ is different from all the black she ’s ever seen.

No, to be precise, she has ‘seen’ this darkness. When squinting every night before falling asleep, this black is her most common color.

Shen Yiren ca n’t see, but ca n’t see

Opening your eyes is an illusion.

Despite awakening from a long sleep, Shen Yiren took back Qingming of Lingtai within a short time.

Her consciousness is absolutely sober.

Even with the aid of hearing and smell, over time, she was able to clearly identify what she looked like in the squares. She can listen to the wind to identify her position. With the slight breeze, the size and length of the sleeping bed in this room, the table and chair settings, lanterns and candles in this room, she can all guess-as she saw .

At one point, she suspected that she had blindness more than other symptoms. Until she did her best, she still couldn't move her little finger, her eyelids were still weighing heavily, she didn't know her problem.

It is not that there is something wrong with the perception, but that there is something wrong with the connection with the body.

She was clearly sober, and her consciousness was fully preserved. However, his own thoughts are not able to drive his body justly, just like before. As if a connection between the mind and the body was cut off. No, it should be blocked.

Shen Yiren ’s consciousness can clearly feel that there is a layer of vague ‘wall’, which isolates his consciousness from a certain field. It would be too mysterious to say so, but it is exactly what she experienced.

Her consciousness seems to be divided into many areas, and she can walk between the areas by herself, searching for her own memories, even the most sporadic fragments. Only the last floor, the place enclosed by the 'wall', she could not pass through anyway. That should be something that blocks the physical and mental connection.

Shen Yiren tried to concentrate, driven by great anger, and wanted to break through the wall. But the effect is minimal.

It would be nice if that 'wall' was mentally traumatized.

Shen Yiren, who was slightly tired, thought so subconsciously, as if she had already discovered the true face of the wall, as if she resolved the case quickly.

If it is a psychological trauma, Shen Yiren has the absolute confidence not to waste that time and spend the least time out. As early as a girl, she had already experienced the pain of her family's destruction and herd of enemies. She didn't knock her down that time, and she would never let her hurt her.

But this one-time opponent is his own body.

Shen Yiren's consciousness was restored and his intelligence was not ambiguous. I can infer from all aspects of my body's sensations that my illness is called 'fake death'. This is an extremely difficult to treat hysteria. The body identified her own death, preventing her consciousness from returning to her body. Even if she is such a clever doctor, she has nothing to do with hysteria, and she often sees this situation.

This was the first time she felt such weakness in her body.

No matter how difficult it was in the past, or how hard she practiced swords, she relied on great perseverance and a momentum far beyond ordinary people.

The Tang Dynasty lasted less than a quarter of an hour, and the wise and eloquent boss Shen no longer wasted time thinking about these.

She began to gather information about herself.

She didn't remember how the war with Alples ended at the time. However, in this civic space, she does not need to remember by herself. The entire civic realm is now in sight, and she can browse the past memories at will, no matter how fragmented fragments are in sight.

I don't know if it is a blessing caused by misfortune, this experience is very unusual. She searched the memory for a moment, as if looking up the file-like Yan Jin. It is a pity that when she saved her life to pick up the three strokes of Alples, she stopped abruptly. After that, she did not know how to escape her birth. As if she escaped because of physical instincts, and the brain didn't take those incomes.

The vagueness seems to be the touch of running with a battle cloud, and a short memory segment falling into the water. But these are not enough to introduce all the details of what happened when 8.

Shen Yiren only asked for answers from his own body.

She couldn't manage her luck, but because she couldn't move, she felt more sensitive than usual. With a little relaxation, you can see the situation on yourself. He is still arrogant and stubborn, and his injuries are extremely serious. But nowadays, with the exception of systemic meridian occlusion, internal injuries have almost disappeared. She wasn't sure what time it was, but judging by the breeze outside the window and the smell in the air, it was still winter.

In terms of her injury, it shouldn't have healed so early. It seemed that something strange had happened in the body without her knowledge.

She examined it carefully, and her injuries were almost all over.

Only the left hand tendon is broken-as before, a huge crack on the wrist has become-an ugly scar. After checking it, the left wrist didn't move, so the anger that flows automatically on my body is the same.

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