Su Han's body slid downward, and finally fell into the sand.
His head slid through the sand for some distance before plunging directly into the sand, literally in the sand.
The sand directly covered his face, his eyes, at this moment, Su Han's eyes were dark, but his body couldn't move, and he didn't want to move.
"Moon, Wangshu" The soft call could not summon Wangshu, and Su Han's consciousness fell into a halt for a while.
However, his call was conveyed through the contract on his left hand.
Through the imprint in Yan Ji's hand, the moon received the call, and the black was still black, as if there was nothing left but hatred.
The white one began to tremble, and the silk thread of the moon wanted to enter along the contract, but it was intercepted by the black silk thread, and in the end, only one silk thread came out and penetrated into Su Han's contract.
Su Han didn't feel anything at the moment, that silk thread was too weak, and her purpose was just to take a look at him, just take a look.
Could it be that you can only wait, Su Han is unwilling.
He got up from the sand, fine grains of sand flowed from his face and hair, and a wind blew and carried all the sand from his body, and at this moment, his body was almost spotless.
Su Han looked at the bright moon in the sky, he stretched out, for the first time, for the first time, he used his permission at will in the game world.
Absorb the essence of the moon, condense, and condense again Su Han controlled the white energy in front of him, it was the power of the moon, although it was the dream world, but for this world, it was indeed real.
The magic of the moon gradually gathers and transforms into a beautiful girl in a white dress with a moon pattern printed on it.
Her long black hair is scattered over her shoulders, and her face is very perfect, the beauty of a classical Chinese beauty.
This is Wangshu, what it looked like later.
Looking at this face, Su Han suddenly smiled, a happy smile, but also a bitter smile.
At the beginning, Wangshu's appearance was created according to the design of Westerners' faces, and when he was obsessed with American blockbusters, he naturally liked those shapes, but later, Su Han found that it was still a good-looking person in China.
Wangshu also changed his appearance, and now the only one who is still a Western face is Lucifer.
Thinking that he had designed Wangshu's face to look like before, and then compared it with the present, the sense of contrast suddenly came out.
So Su Han wanted to laugh, Wangshu's appearance at that time was too funny.
But Su Han smiled and smiled, and he couldn't laugh anymore.
Su Han approached this created body, Su Han didn't create consciousness for her, it was just an ordinary body.
Su Han lifted the head of this body with both hands, and then put his forehead on her forehead, warm body temperature, just like a real person.
"When will you be able to come back to me, look at me, miss you, I'm so tired, I'm scared, I'm scared, I can't win" This kind of fragile word really doesn't feel like a god, it's more like a child.
Isn't God supposed to wipe out everything with a wave of his hand, and everyone will surrender?
No, Su Han, just a teenager, his strength, his will, is not so firm.
And Su Han's words may have just been said to himself, but in addition to him, there was a silk thread that he heard.
Through the contract, the white silk thread saw Su Han's helpless appearance and his thoughts about Wangshu, and for a while, the whole thread began to tremble.
She used all her strength to break through the barrier of the contract, which was a door and a trap in which God's mind would be resisted.
If it were a heyday fact, the obstacle of the contract would be just a thin piece of paper, but now, the contract is a thread, a weak silk thread, and it is basically impossible to break through the barrier of the contract.
However, a thread will not give up, on that side, is the lover's thoughts, as long as you break through this membrane, you can let this trace of thoughts arrive, lovers, will not be so heartbroken.
At least, for his sake, this white thread must also be passed through.
Obstacles are like bugs stuck in a spider's web, struggling, unable to move an inch.
However, the insects struggle hard, and there is still a chance to get rid of the cobwebs, as long as they do their best.
At this moment, the same is true of this silk thread, which has tried its best to finally break through the obstacles.
A silk thread with the color of moonlight gently appeared from the back of Su Han's hand, Su Han was closing his eyes at the moment, his forehead was against the forehead of Wangshu he created, and he naturally couldn't feel what was happening on the back of his hand.
The silk thread came to this world, it looked at Su Han, it was just a thread, it should not be able to look at it, but the top of the thread, as if it had eyes, bent and looked at Su Han.
Then the thin thread of the moonlight gradually extended, and gently touched the skin of the doll of this month, like water drops falling into pure white milk, and the silk thread entered her body.
Su Han just quietly hugged Wangshu, although it was just a fake puppet, but it was able to give him some comfort.
The warm temperature is memorable, and it also makes Su Han feel very relaxed, the girl's body temperature, the girl's skin, some of them are the same as real people, except that they can't move.
The next moment, a pair of hands as white as jade hugged Su Han's body from behind him, the touch of the fingers was so clear, and the cold back was in a warm embrace.
The slightly strained arms, the slightly strained fingers, and the clothes that are grabbed behind the back are so real.
Su Han was stunned for a while, and the touch behind him was, Wangshu's arm But, how is it possible, this is just a toy, a fake, and this is still a dream world, yes, this is a dream world, maybe it's just because of her own thoughts, unconsciously, this puppet is injected with consciousness, so that she can coincide with the memory of Wangshu, so as to produce a sense of action.
But Su Han is the creator of this world, and he is the creator god himself, it is impossible for such a low-level bug to appear, and even if there is, he can detect it.
If it's not a bug, then what's going on with Wangshu Su Han couldn't accept it for a while, impossible, impossible, how could Wangshu come back.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
It is, false, but.
Su Han stretched out his hands and hugged Wangshu's delicate body, the soft touch on his chest, and the temperature on his hands were all so real, maybe fake, but Su Han, at this moment, believed that it was all true.
At least you can hug her again, it's okay to dream, isn't it, after all, this world is also a dream world, and everything in the dream world is real.
"Master, I'm back, miss me" The affectionate salutation, with a hint of playful greeting, this kind of tenderness with a wicked smile is so familiar.
Su Han's eyes widened, and his hand froze for a while.
The cold wind blowing in the desert turned into a soft breeze for a while, and it fell with Wangshu's words.
Under the hem of her white dress, flowers actually bloomed in the desert, under this small mound.
White, red, blue, purple, green, and five-colored flowers compete to echo.
This entire large area is full of flowers, and in the desert, it has become a sea of flowers for a while.
When the whole wind blows, all the flowers move, the branches sway, and the petals are scattered and dancing in the sky.
Naturally, the fragrance wafts gently around, but their sweetness is not one percent of the comfort.
The green flowers and leaves are the clothes of the flowers, and they are like the spirits of nature, gently swaying under Su Han and Wangshu.
Dance to express their blessings.
Yiren's skirt also swayed gently at this moment, and the silky clothes gently caressed the back of Su Han's hand, gently caressing his skin.
Su Han's hand trembled slightly, and his head was between Wangshu's neck.
The chin is on Wangshu's jade neck, the cheek touches Wangshu's hair slightly, the black hair is extremely soft, Wangshu's ears are on Su Han's face, gently sticking to Su Han, the delicate shape, Su Han can feel it completely.
The breeze blew, Wangshu's hair swept across his cheeks, and the touch was so soft.
It's a dream, a scene that you can only meet.
Su Han and Wangshu have only hugged in an illusory state, and they have never thought about what it feels like for Wangshu's hair to float across their cheeks, it turns out that it is so comfortable.
Su Han's stiff hand gradually let go, and then, he hugged Wangshu hard, and hugged her with his palm, like a baby, unwilling to let go again.
He greedily inhaled the smell of Wangshu's body, and listened to the voice, but it seemed like crying.
"The owner doesn't want to see me, so he keeps hugging me, but he can't see my face" Wangshu hugged Su Han and said, her hand was also tight, unwilling to let go.
Su Han leaned against Wangshu's body and shook his head, Wangshu could also clearly feel his things, and he was unwilling to let go.
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that if I let go, you'll disappear, and in the future, I'm afraid I won't see you" Su Han said, his tone was actually a little choked.
His long blond hair gradually shortened and turned black, and then black hair, which looked quite messy and had not been cut for a while.
And Su Han's eyes also faded from blue and turned brown with black pupils.
But Su Han's face has not changed, Rhine's form was created according to him, in the world of consciousness, Su Han has remained in his original state, but he has not changed back, and at this moment, he finally changed back.
Strength on the outside is just a layer of protection, and on the inside, he is still so weak, if it is not a complete threat to him, he will not become strong. pretending to be mature, his heart is still immature, and in front of Wangshu's eyes, Su Han also revealed his appearance for the first time. helpless, just like a child, obviously a main god, but at this moment, it is particularly distressing, and that person is no one else, just Wangshu, and only Wangshu, the goddess who was first created by Su Han
.
: