Vol 12 Chapter 707: : Flame Fog

This preciousness requires me to find and protect it with my hands, instead of relying on a mood to look forward to it.
Sorry, Mom and Dad, I can't stay in this dream with you, I still have a lot of important things to do. "
When I heard what I said, Wu Hao and this beautiful woman had a dazed expression on their faces. They didn't seem to know what I was talking about.
"Leaving your son, what are you talking about? Aren't your father and I both by your side? Did you wake up in your dream?"
Beautiful woman wants to reach out and hold me.
However, I gently stopped her plain hand, smiled and said, "My dream, it's time to wake up, Mom and Dad, I'm leaving."
At the end of a sentence, his heart was firm, and his eyes suddenly flashed with two rich purple rays.
It turned out that the real family house, and Wu Hao, seemed to have become a set of picture quality in an instant, torn apart by the purple light in my eyes.
This broken picture burned spontaneously in the air, turned into a pile of soil dust, and disappeared without a trace.
As soon as the photo in front of me changed, he found himself lying on a huge spider web, next to it was a big turquoise spider, fiddling with him constantly, with silk threads wrapped around him.
More than half of his body was entangled with silk thread, and it was about to become a thorn thread, becoming food for spiders.
"I, you finally woke up. I have been trying to wake you up, but found that no matter what your name is, you have nothing to do with it."
The poison of the spider in the dream is really powerful. If you can't see the dream yourself, outsiders can't wake you up at all.
Hurry up, release the spell and leave here. Web-weaving spiders do not have much combat power except poison. "
The sound of swallowing the sun suddenly remembered. I woke up from my dream and finally understood what had just happened to me.
He has also heard the name of the spider in his dream. He is a very special monster.
The fighting power of this monster is very weak, and the only thing it can eat is the poison in its body.
Its poison is very different from ordinary poisons. Its poison is not aimed at the body, but at the soul.
Its poison can make people fall into dreams. If you can't see the dream, you can't wake up. In the end, it can only become food for dream spiders.
Thinking that what I saw just now was just a dream, I couldn't help but break my heart.
He has never seen his mother, and he still remembers his mother's appearance in his dreams. He didn't know what it was like, he thought it should be his mother.
The web spider next to me saw that I was awake, and immediately stopped wrapping me with silk threads, but quickly jumped off the spider web.
This big net is hung in a hole like an abyss, its bottom is not very deep, and very dark.
In the dream, a silk thread was hung from the spider's tail, and it quickly disappeared into the darkness below, and finally disappeared without a trace.
I knew in my heart that it was obvious that this was also part of the urban practice, and it might be the nature of the participants to test.
The weaver spider is a monster imprisoned in an imperial city. After discovering that the participants are awake, they will no longer attack and will only run away soon.
Lying on the Internet, I didn't want to move for a while, he was like a good dream that was suddenly interrupted by the same person, even if it was fresh, he unknowingly remembered the dream of justice.
Suddenly, I seemed to think of something, with an excited expression on my face.
He was very strong, struggling to sit up from the silk thread, and said, "Yes, I didn't expect it."
Just in the dream, the scene I saw was obviously not made out of thin air. My father's appearance is the way I remember him.
As for my mother's appearance, since I still remember it clearly after waking up, it would not be my fake.
There were many dreams in the past, and my mother had many dreams. The face of each dream was different. It was difficult to remember the specific appearance when I woke up. It was obviously her appearance, which I made up in my dreams.
But this time is different. The poison of the dream spider should be used in my mind to weave this beautiful dream and let me stay in this dream.
The appearance of the mother in the dream should be shaped by my memory when I was a baby. At that time, my parents had not been separated, and I did see my mother.
Although I don't remember what I look like now, there must be her appearance deep in my soul. The poison of Dream Spider must have inspired me and gave me such a real dream. "
I was excited because he discovered that the beautiful woman he saw in his dream should really be his mother, and he finally saw his mother again.
Everything he felt in his dream related to his mother should be the poison of the spider in the dream. It was shaped by the memory of his baby.
In other words, most of the feelings in the dream are completely real, and the warmth of his hug is probably the feeling of being held in his arms by his mother when he was a child.
Cry bitterly
After all, swallowing the sun is also the equivalent of the spirit of the fairy beast and human beings. It also has its own nostalgia for people and things. After listening to my words, it naturally understood what he meant.
He nodded and whispered to me: "You are right. Although I don't know what the spider in the dream made you dream of, the poison of the spider in the dream can really remind you of your memory. It can remind you of it. Things you forgot."
After hearing the positive words on my face, my face became more excited. He closed his eyes lightly, took a deep breath, and recalled what his mother looked like in his dream.
Thinking of the beautiful woman in my heart, I opened my eyes again, and his eyes were flying.
Although he was poisoned to death by the spider in his dream, he also got a good dream, and he was in a very happy mood at this time.
Looking at the silk wrapped in my own spider, I waved my finger and emitted a flame mist of eroded bones, surrounded by a strong flame mist.
After a while, the mist enveloped him, burning off the thick spider silk that was wrapped around him.
I stood on the huge spider web, dispelling the eroded mist, and looked at the stone wall opposite, where there was a white whirlpool door.
Obviously, this is the direction of export. As long as he gets there, he can leave the area.
I don't know how much time I missed in the dream. After all, the time in the dream is completely unequal compared with reality.
Sometimes I spend a whole day in a dream, maybe only an hour, sometimes it's just a short dream, it may take a long time in reality, so I completely lose the sense of time.
After looking around, I don't know where the other participants who entered the gray-blue portal went, but they must have passed the same test.
I can't help thinking of oriental clothes. He doesn't know whether the other party has already entered here, and what kind of dream she will experience.
I know that the clothes of oriental colors in my heart, like him, have a kind of sadness and pain hidden in my heart. The poison of the weaver spider can always find the key to weaving dreams. I don't know if she can pass the test here and wake up from the broken dream.
Shaking his head, now is not the time to worry about others, he is still working hard.
Many players from these four teams participated in the top four competition. It is impossible for him to pass the first two quarters of the trial. Obviously, there are others who can pass the trial here and move on.
If he stays here for too long, the subsequent trial may lag behind others and cannot take away the calm crystal. ..
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