Hey, it's not good to be a teacher.

Forget it, if you can eat it like this, you're either crazy or stupid, be a man, don't be like a fool. Hu Qingyang could only comfort himself silently like this, and glanced at Wang Fatzi very sadly, thinking that he would no longer pay attention to him, and it was better to change his goal.

Hu Qingyang focused his gaze on Da Zhuang, who was lying on the ground not far away, thinking, I hope this can be a little more terrifying.

A cloud of black gas slowly emerged, and the strange shadow reappeared, but it seemed to be smaller than before, swaying, swaying towards Da Zhuang.

The "Nightmare!" skill activates again.

The beginning of the picture seems to be a little messy, the sun is setting, in a very dark room, there is a sturdy earth dog on a leash, is roaring wildly, the strong and powerful limbs, white teeth, and the fierce eyes, all show that this dog is definitely not a cute dog wearing rag doll clothes, full of aggression up and down. Immediately afterwards, a huge figure, flashing, hidden in the shadows of the room, holding a sharp pig-killing knife in his hand, the white blade, in the oblique light of the setting sun, looks particularly breathtaking.

Hu Qingyang was overjoyed, there were beasts, and knives, tsk, tsk, it's like, men, there is wine and meat, there must be a story. I thought to myself, I finally had a normal start, and this is the atmosphere that fear should have. The next story, suddenly a little bit of anticipation.

I saw Da Zhuang gently appear at the door of the room, carefully looked at the environment in the room, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and his honest face was full of anxiety and deep fear. Shouted: "Don't!"

Hey, haha, Hu Qingyang is finally relieved, this big man is really useless, although he is strong, he is scared as soon as he comes up, haha, next, it is the moment when I start to taste the other party's fear.

In the dream, the huge figure that had been hidden in the shadows finally walked out slowly, grabbed the neck of the earth dog, the horizontal flesh on his face trembled, the pair of small eyes burst out with a hideous cold light, and the blade in his hand was even more chilling.

"Don't, don't!" Da Zhuang shouted in horror.

Haha, Hu Qingyang is already a little impatient, hurry up and start, fight, wail, fear, and then collapse.

I saw a thick pleading on Da Zhuang's face: "Don't kill it, don't kill it! Please, don't kill it!"

Nani: What's the situation? Hu Qingyang was a little depressed, it turned out that this big man was afraid that someone else would kill his dog, I'll go, who are the people in this house, can't there be a little bit of normal?

I saw that huge figure, with a cruel smile on his face, raised the knife in his hand, and directly stabbed the dog to death. Then he licked his fat lips and let out an evil smile.

"You've killed my brother, I'm going to kill you!" Da Zhuang suddenly directly swelled the muscles of his whole body, a trace of golden light swam in the muscles, his eyes became red, and he rushed towards the huge figure.

The huge figure grinned, carried a knife, and pounced on Da Zhuang.

Hey, the figure carrying the knife seems to be a little familiar. Hu Qingyang thought about it: I'll go, isn't this the fat man who likes to eat just now, the appearance rate is very high, oops, carrying a knife, he has become a villain, and his momentum is obviously different. It feels so evil. It should be no problem this time, even if the young big man is powerful, but this fat man is in a dream, as a villain, he can be strengthened by Hu Qingyang's ability, even Zhang Xuan, who is a stranger, was not bitten to death by a strengthened tiger, and finally died of excessive blood loss? Now that the fat man is so huge, and he has a knife in his hand, and he has been strengthened, Hu Qingyang feels that no matter from which point of view, he should be the winner.

In the dream, the fight between the two was extremely tragic, and the flesh and blood were flying, and Hu Qingyang, the people who ate melons, was very addicted in his heart.

However, in less than three minutes, the style of painting changed sharply, making Hu Qingyang stunned with a stunned face.

I saw that in that dream, the fat man Wang had been pressed to the ground by Da Zhuang, and he was rubbed wildly, and the knife in his hand had long been lost to where he had been lost, and the fat man who was still full of hideous smiles was holding his head at this moment and wailing loudly.

It is still a picture of flesh and blood flying, but the blood of Biao is Wang Fat, and the flying flesh is also Wang Fat.

……… Hu Qingyang wanted to cry a little without tears, and even collapsed a little: You fat man is too special and useless, right, the appearance momentum is so strong, and the painting style should not become too fast? What about the ruthlessness of your previous meal? Why do you have a knife and strengthening, and you can't survive for three minutes? Are you a fat pair of your body? Is it right to meet my expectations of you? You don't have the strength, you still smile when you appear, I thought you were a king, but you are a scumbag of the battle five!

"Poof!" Another mouthful of blood spurted out directly from Hu Qingyang's mouth.

Hu Qingyang interrupted his skills again, because if he didn't interrupt, Wang Fatzi was about to be killed by Da Zhuang in his dream, so far, Hu Qingyang didn't know what kind of fate he would have if he was killed by someone in his dream, it is estimated that the taste must be uncomfortable, at this moment, he didn't dare to take this risk, so he could only forcibly interrupt the skill again.

Hey, Hu Qingyang wiped the corners of his mouth again, feeling that the injuries on his body seemed to be more serious, with a very complicated emotion, he glanced at the fat man Wang who kept humming in his sleep, and thought: Paralyzed, didn't you look at the yellow calendar when you went out today, and actually fell down twice in a row on a fat man. Hey, I don't know why, Hu Qingyang actually has a feeling of being loveless at the moment.

Hu Qingyang even has the urge to turn around and walk directly, no way, this fat man is too weird, if there is another person in the room, there is also him in the dream, what should I do? This kind of person is an opponent, it must be happy, what if it is the same as Da Zhuang's dream, when he is a teammate? Isn't this a cheat?

Hu Qingyang thought about it again, after all, leaving tonight with fire was a rare opportunity for him, the desire to kill in his body was getting stronger and stronger, if he missed tonight, what if he couldn't control it? Forget it, do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, fight!

The "Nightmare!" skill is activated for the last time.

A black mist rose again, condensing into a strange shadow, at this moment, the strange shadow was no longer the current fangs and claws, and the whole body seemed to have shrunk by half, and even looked a little sluggish. With a very reluctant gesture, slowly, slowly drifted towards the room inside.

The black mist was completely unaffected by the door, and went straight through the crack in the door.

Through the perspective of the black fog, Hu Qingyang saw Chen Pifu, who was lying on the bed in a standard large font.

The black mist slowly approached and shrouded Chen Pifu's body.

Ten minutes have passed, and there is no response?

Hu Qingyang looked confused again, what is the situation? Isn't there anything to fear in this person's heart? This is the first time I have encountered this situation. Hu Qingyang was very depressed, this room is full of special people, tonight is really evil, too many firsts in his life, confessed here.

Just when Hu Qingyang was about to give up, Chen Pifu finally reacted.

Oh, it turns out that it is hidden relatively deeply? Hu Qingyang was delighted.

A dilapidated farmhouse courtyard appeared in Chen Pifu's dream, Hu Qingyang, who was hiding on the side, was completely cold, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's a pastoral style, even if it's terrifying, where can it be terrifying?

Chen Pifu stood silently in the yard, looking at a group of chicks on the ground who were foraging around under the leadership of the old hen.

There was a soft "creak".

A two-meter blurred figure slowly walked out and stood with his hands in his hands.

That vague figure, just standing there, has a majestic momentum, and the inexplicable pressure on that body makes the whole dream a little shaky.

Hu Qingyang's face changed greatly, who is this person?

Just by momentum, that's it, terrifying!