Chapter 74 Dreaming of the Future

"Are you all right? Big brother." Lin Fan held Liu Xinzheng with his left hand and asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Liu Xin was replying casually, but suddenly remembered something. He stared at Lin Fan's right arm and asked, "Lin Fan, your right hand?" He recalled the scream before saving Lin Fan and left, but he was in a hurry to escape and didn't have time to ask.

"The shoulder bone is broken." Lin Fan didn't seem too painful and said boldly, "Nothing, just lost an arm, um... It's worth it! Besides, I have learned to write and eat with my left hand. The last sentence seems to comfort Liu Xinzheng.

Lin Fan said lightly, but Liu Xinzheng was shocked by his calm lofty sentiments. It's rare to have such a passion at such a young age!"

Looking at Lin Fan's right hand, Liu Xin was losing his mind. After a long time, his confused eyes suddenly bloomed and suddenly asked, "Lin Fan, did you... know that you would lose your right hand?"

At this moment, a scene flashed in Liu Xin's mind.

A broken and puzzling sentence, a series of puzzling actions, perfectly connected and interpreted at this moment. And there is only one interpretation of these: Lin Fan can know the future, and he is the prodigy in the prophecy of the elders of the Tulong clan.

Liu Xinzheng once learned from Jiang Chengzi that when the dragon clan is facing the disaster of extinction, there will be a child prodigy as the beacon of the dragon clan. And Lin Fan seems to be the prodigy in the prophecy.

"You guessed it!" Lin Fan said with a smile.

"This is already obvious." Liu Xinzheng also smiled, "From the first time you met you predicted that the rabbit would die in my hand, to later you practice using your right hand every day, and now you lose your right hand, all of which shows that you can know the future and prepare in advance."

"You said another sentence.' I always can't tell the difference between dreams and reality. And your little painting." Liu Xin is searching for relevant memories in her mind as much as possible. If I guess correctly, you have the ability to predict the future through dreams, but this ability is so immature that you can't distinguish between dreams and reality.

"All right!" Lin Fan snapped his finger with his left hand. I call this ability a dream of the future.

"Dream to know the future... Know the future... Predict the future." Liu Xin kept muttering and finally exclaimed, "Is it the legendary seventh sense?"

It is said that human beings have perceptions other than the five senses, and they can have some special abilities when these perceptions are turned on. Legend has it that with a seventh sense, you can predict the future, knowing 500 years and 500 years.

"Well, I don't know if it's the seventh sense." Lin Fan said, "Those predicted pictures appear independently in dreams, and some of them have nothing to do with me. It's not what I want to know. It's very different from the legendary seventh sense!"

"Well, there is a gap. Maybe this is just a kind of seventh sense!" Liu Xin was thinking for a moment and then said, "Since you have predicted your future, why don't you change it?" Liu Xinzheng thought that if Lin Fan could know the future, he should have known that he would be pushed to the altar by Wu, so he could escape in advance without losing an arm.

"What is destined can't be changed, and I can't easily change it with this special ability. I can only prepare in advance for the arrival of fate, and I can only adapt to it. A trace of desolation flashed in Lin Fan's eyes.

"This is a rule that cannot be changed, otherwise the most important thing will be lost." Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something. A drop of tears slipped down in his eyes, and there was more self-reproach in his originally desolate eyes.

When I was seven years old, if I hadn't changed my fate, my mother wouldn't have...

At the age of nine, if he hadn't changed his fate, his father wouldn't have...

If you can predict your fate but can't change him, how much pain and pressure will he bear!

seemed to be able to understand Lin Fan's helplessness and guess some secrets. Liu Xin was patted his shoulder and comforting him, "Don't think about it. You can't change it by yourself, so you can rest assured to give your fate to someone you trust. I want to send you a sentence. The picture of fate is unpredictable and can only be heard, and what you see is only a part of fate. Looking at Lin Fan's right hand, he smiled again: "It's good that you can calmly accept the fact of losing your right hand! However, you'd better be ready to recover your right hand! Please believe me, you in fate are definitely not the one hand to support the whole dragon clan.

Listening to Liu Xinzheng's other words, Lin Fan suddenly had an illusion that maybe he was the one who really controlled the future and fate! At this moment, Lin Fan actually believed Liu Xinzheng's words for no reason: "You in fate are definitely not supported by the whole dragon clan with one hand."

The two looked at each other and smiled. After experiencing a life-and-death escape, the brotherhood between them increased their sincerity after common adversity.

After a conversation, Liu Xinzheng's injury was repaired a little. Although he can't walk vigorously now, he can still trot. At this moment, he is trotting towards Longhuan Mountain with Lin Fan.

They were not far from Longhuan Mountain, so after trotted for about five minutes, they left the dragon clan and entered the Longhuan Mountain area.

And when they walked into the dragon clan, the battle on the other side had also become white-hot.

"Storm rain!" Leng Ao shouted loudly, and his fists hit Wu Ruan like raindrops.

In the face of such a fast fist, the martial arts of one hand could not resist at all. He, who had been close to the other party, could not avoid it for a moment, so he had to let the cold and arrogant heavy punch hit his body.

"Boom!" Just for a moment, Wu Yan's more than 80 fists were directly blown out and hit a huge tree a foot away.

Wipe away the trace of blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and Wu rampantly put aside a trace of white hair from the corners of his eyes. He pulled his right hand hard and removed the tattered clothes.

The clothes were removed, Wu showed his vigorous body, and his body with obvious muscle lines did not look commensurate with his age.

In front of his upper chest and shoulders, several obvious scars were twisted together like several crisscrossing poisonous snakes. Those scars record the war he has experienced.

"Good power and speed, who are you?" At this moment, Wu seemed to be obsessed with fighting. He wanted to at least know the name of the other party before he fought with his real skills.

There was no reply, and the cold eyes were still under the white mask.

Whenever such eyes swept by, Wu Rang had a cold feeling. He curled his lips and looked back at the other party unhappily. He was very disgusted with the other party's unhappy eyes.

"It doesn't matter who it is. Anyway, if you are going to die here today, it won't be good even if you know who you are!" Wu said angrily when he saw that the other party did not answer.

He straightened up from the tree and took a step forward. Suddenly, a huge momentum swept towards cold and arrogant like a gust of wind.

Feel the unusual momentum, and the cold and proud face under the mask suddenly changed. Is this the real strength of the eleven strongmen?

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and a string of invisible sparks splashed from their eyes. The second battle between the two is imminent.

"Wo!" However, at this critical moment, a figure suddenly flashed out and caught between them.

The visitor is also an old man. His face is somewhat similar to Wu's, but he does not have white hair and sword-like temples.

He held a black ancient wooden box with his wet and earthy hands, and a yellow charm on the box sealed the opening of the box.

The man greeted Wu rampantly with a little breathlessness: "Brother!"

Wu Yan glanced back at the man and saw that the man was muddy and embarrassed, but it was his younger brother Wu Kuang.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Wu's heart was full of anger again, but the two top masters of the Fire Dragon clan fell so awkwardly in two opponents weaker than themselves. If this spreads, it will definitely affect their majesty in the Fire Dragon Clan.

"Brother, your arm!" Wu Kuang looked at Wu's left hand with disbelief and exclaimed.

He has dealt with the white masked man, so he also has the strength of the other party in his heart. Although the other party is also a master, he has not yet reached the strength to break his arm. After all, he still knows his brother's strength very well!

Wu Yan looked at Leng Ao angrily, as if he was asking guilt, but Leng Ao turned his head as if it was none of my business.

But that's exactly what happened. If Wu Kuang knew that Wu's rampant arm was done by Liu Xinzheng, what would he look like? Of course, he doesn't know who Liu Xinzheng is, and Wu Yan won't tell him this.

"Okay!" Wu looked at Wu Kuang, who was about to take action, and suddenly shouted. Immediately, he looked at the fire dragon treasure in his hand and then said, "Leave the fire dragon, and you go to chase Lin Fan. They fled to the Dragon Ring Mountain. Well, they are all seriously injured and should not be able to escape.

"But...he..."

"He is my opponent." Wu Rang waved his hand to interrupt Wu Kuang's words and motioned him to do so.

Wu Kuang is a little helpless. Although he wants to know what happened in this short time, he also knows his brother's temper. No one can force him to do what he doesn't want to say.

Handing over the wild fire dragon in his hand, Wu Kuang stared at Leng Ao, as if to say, "What do you dare you, my brother, I'll kill you" and then disappeared in their sight in an instant. When it reappeared, it was already the junction of the dragon clan and Longhuan Mountain, chasing towards Longhuan Mountain.

There is a dense forest in Longhuan Mountain. Liu Xin is leading Lin Fan and trotting in the dense forest.

Longhuan Mountain is the residence of warcraft, and large and small warcrafts often appear. If you go deeper, you can see it everywhere. However, Liu Xinzheng did not meet a warcraft along the way.

Sometimes he can even feel the eyes of the monsters in the dark, but they just stare at themselves and do not appear in front of Liu Xin or block his way, which makes Liu Xinzheng a little confused. It even gave him the illusion that there was a powerful force to wrap him and protect him from encountering monsters.

It's a good thing not to meet Warcraft on the way to escape. If you can't figure it out, Liu Xinzheng won't think about it anymore.