Chapter 5890: Dreamland

When he turned around, his smile sank.
With Ling Luoyu here, what tricks can the fisherman play?
But her instincts can't go wrong in all likelihood.
Could it be--
Does the fisher woman really dare to take her own life to fight her? !
When the two reappeared in front of the fisherwoman, everything calmed down, as if nothing happened and died.
"Two, are you ready?"
The fisherwoman sits still, her look is also extremely natural.
"If you are ready, let's start!"
Feng Chenglin moved his arm and sat down opposite her, grinning, "What am I doing?"
"You don't have to do anything, just relax your mind..."
The fisher woman's right hand swayed empty in front of him.
"How many are these?"
A faint smell of medicine flickered.
Before Feng Chenglin had time to track the smell, it disappeared.
The fisherwoman's fingers shook again: "Tell me, how many are these?"
"Five..."
The fisher woman's fingers shook again: "How many?"
"Five!"
"several?"
"Five!!"
"several?"
"...Five..."
"several?"
"..."
"several?"
"...Five...five...five...a..."
"several?"
"……several……"
"several?"
"……several……"
Feng Chenglin's eyes became more and more blurred, and his answer changed accordingly.
An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of the fisher woman's mouth, and she slowly retracted her hand.
When he met Ling Luoyu's eyes again, he was very calm: "Okay, I'm going to start!"
Ling Luoyu made a "please" gesture, folded and sat down in the chair.
The fisherwoman nodded in greeting, and proceeded little by little according to the steps that Li Zhengfeng had just used to expel Gu.
When the darkness struck, Feng Chenglin's head was also drowsy.
His eyes slowly closed, and his consciousness began to drift slowly.
Very sleepy!
I really want to sleep!
Go to sleep!
You will feel comfortable when you sleep!
but--
"Fatty!"
A thunderous sound exploded in his mind.
Feng Chenglin opened his eyes in a hurry.
In front of me, there was darkness.
"This is...Where?"
Damn it.
What happened?
"Three young masters?"
Strange, I clearly heard her voice just now!
But what about people?
And, what is this place?
Why is he here?
Shaking his head, he tried to figure out why he was here.
but--
Something seemed to be blocked in his head, blocking all the memories of the past.
This feeling is very bad.
He pounded his head, wanting to be sober.
but--
His hands froze suddenly!
wrong!
wrong! !
He didn't seem to feel the pain of being beaten in his head.
But his hand really hit his head!
Why is there no pain?
Not to mention the pain, it's good to have some feeling!
Realizing that it was not good, he suddenly pinched his coming home and pinched forcefully.
The feeling in the hand is very fulfilling, but—
There is no pain on my cheek!
"I'm... dreaming?"
Damn, this dream is real too!
The truth is a bit scary! !
No, I have to wake up!
Raising his hand, he slapped his face sharply.
"Snapped!"
Crisp and sound.
As expected, there was no pain.
It doesn't hurt, how can I wake up?
Feng Chenglin instantly had a desire to stab himself.
but--
Where's the knife?
When you are dreaming, don’t you just come for whatever you want?