Chapter 678: Extremely evil dream (seeking a ticket)

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"Welcome to [Floating Dreams] Extremely Evil - Nightmare World!"
Zhao Hai fell to the ground like that, and his face calmly fell into his sleep.
As the smoke strangely said: "Miss, you just let him die in his dreams, will it be too cheap for him?"
Even if it is a nightmare, there is no real pain to come...
This thought has not been finished yet, and the smoke has widened his eyes in shock.
I saw Zhao Hai lying on the ground, and began to grow old at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The hair is gray, the skin is wrinkled, and the teeth are falling.
In the end, his hair was lost, his nails fell off, his body smashed, and his bones shattered as soon as he touched it.
The look on his face was even more frightening and desperate, as if he could not wait to die immediately.
"This... what is going on?"
Mu Yan said with a smile: "The dream of a dream that is a dream of life is a dream, but it is not just a dream. It is similar to a illusory world. When a dream is awakened, his soul has experienced a lot of experience. Reincarnation."
"What he experienced in his dreams is the purgatory that ordinary people can't imagine, and he can't die in it, can't escape, can only go through it all the time, until, wake up after a quarter of an hour."
Zhao Hai suddenly opened his eyes, trembled and wanted to talk, but found that he could only make old hoarse voices.
He is so old that he can't hear any sound, and he can't say a complete sentence.
He thought he was free from his dreams, but in reality, he returned to the nightmare of reality.
His soul is trapped in the old body, every breath is a pain, and the pain can be felt by gently lifting his arm.
And he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide.
Listening to the description of Mu Yan, the people like the smoke and the sinister army were simply stunned.
Then I heard the "floating dreams" that I had heard during my normal training, and I made a nap.
When I think of falling into such a terrible dream, it is really terrible than a hundred deaths.
Mu Yan is looking down on the ground and watching the water flowing, the old-fashioned Zhao Hai, sneer: "You have tainted so many girls, isn't it for the sake of eternal youth? Since you are so afraid of old age, then you are in the old, Slowly enjoy the taste of death!"
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"Haotian, Haotian!"
Fenghai slammed from the bed and entered the familiar room layout, and...
"Miss, I... I am saved?" She touched her chest with a slap in the face, where it was clear and refreshing, neither sticky blood nor a sword that passed through the subject, the pain in her body, It has disappeared without a trace.
Feng Haijun looked at the beautiful girl sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes a little moist, "Miss, you saved me? Haotian? How is he?"
Mu Yan smiled slightly: "Do not worry, he is fine, just like you." Now it is probably... is dealing with some things."
Feng Hai’s words are first and foremost.
Then subconsciously looked around, the joy in the eyes, a little bit replaced by disappointment and sadness.
Yan Haotian is fine, but he is not willing to stay with her.
So, is he still unwilling to accept himself?
Even if he really loves himself, even if he can die for himself, but...
But between them, there is an insurmountable scorpion.
After all, can you only have a chance?
why? Why can't they stop them even if they are dead, but they still can't be together?