"Awake?" Meng Xin didn't look at Meng Luo, and continued to investigate the morgue, preparing to find the flaws and rush into the next layer of dreams, deeper dreams.

Meng Luo looked at the surroundings and was startled.

"It's ...... It's ......"

"The morgue, the morgue, I don't know exactly what it's called, but that's what it means. Meng Xin's cold voice resounded mercilessly in the room.

Meng Luo was directly frightened and cried.

o(╥﹏╥)o

Don't you want to be so direct, hey.

Meng Xin didn't care about Meng Luo, his mental power swept around the room, and suddenly a morgue caught his attention.

The morgue was particularly cold, giving off an unusually eerie feel, unlike any other morgue. It's like what's inside......

Meng Xin couldn't think of a proper word, but he felt his scalp tingle for a while.

I don't know if this is the first time I've entered the dream world that my scalp is numb, and Nima's frequency is really a bit high.

Is this a bad sign?

Will I die here?

Meng Xin pursed his lips, straightened his gear, and walked to the morgue.

No demons or monsters, any beautiful women, any swords, mountains and fires, or any traps and tricks, can escape my boundless spiral shuriken.

Come on, do it, kill you!

Meng Xin grinned and walked to the morgue and pulled it open!

Crash!

An incomparably cold air rushed out of the cabinet, and the curling white air was also visible to the naked eye in the dark room, with a terrifying temperature, and everything it passed was frozen!

Click!

The ice crawled along the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Nima, is this a self-pitting oneself?

Damn it!

Meng Xin's mental power reached out to the morgue.

He didn't see anything there, but he didn't believe there was anything in it!

This morgue, ninety-nine percent is the key to the deep dream world, there must be something key, if you don't see it, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist.

Mental power, will definitely find out the contents inside!

Perception followed the spiritual power, and probed along the cold metal wall of the morgue, Meng Xin only felt cold, no, it was cold! That kind of cold, it simply penetrated into the body and soul!

What is the feeling of a trembling soul?

Meng Xin realized it at this moment.

With the penetration of spiritual power, the hoarfrost began to condense on Meng Xin's body.

Hang on!

Meng Xin cheered himself up, and forcibly made the spiritual power continue to go deeper.

The terrifying feeling of coldness escalated in an instant.

Meng Xin felt that his thoughts seemed to be sluggish.

Everything is as it is...... Very...... Slow?

"Wake up...... Wake up! Wake up! ...... Awake...... Wake up!" There seemed to be a woman's anxious cry in her ears.

Meng Xin was stunned.

Suddenly, there was another violent shaking sensation, and the feeling became more and more intense.

"Hey, hey, wake up......" The female voice with a crying voice suddenly became clear and coherent, no longer slow. Meng Xin opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that it was Meng Luo shaking him desperately, and there was no ice around him.

His own body was frozen to the point of being a popsicle, and he basically couldn't feel it.

Meng Xin looked at the deep morgue and realized that it had been closed at some point.

Mental power pours out of the mind and is quickly transmitted along the body, bringing heat. The limbs gradually regained consciousness, and Meng Xin was able to open his mouth and ask Meng Luo. "The cabinet...... You close the ...... of?"

Meng Luo looked at him with a weeping face and shook his head.

"When I woke up, I saw you standing in front of the cabinet, covered in ice, and I couldn't wake you up no matter how much I told you. You're scared the hell out of me, woo woo woo ......"

Meng Luo threw herself into Meng Xin's arms, crying a lot, and Meng Xin subconsciously hugged her.

"This is a trick...... Meng Xin said to himself.

He glanced at the morgue with apprehension.

It was that thing that bewitched him and made him hallucinate. But the ice that frozes the body is real, and the morgue is really dangerous!

If I really opened it, maybe ...... Is this room really going to freeze in an instant?

Meng Xin was thinking about it, and suddenly shivered.

The body that has obviously warmed up suddenly stirred.

What's going on?

Meng Xin looked at the morgue sharply, his mental power was surrounding, vigilant, and suddenly, his face changed.

In front of him...... Psychic perception is fundamentally - no! there are ! people!

What about this Meng Luo...... What's going on?

Meng Xin felt the cold touch between them, as well as the coldness of the place where he came into contact with Meng Luo, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Ma Dan, when did Meng Luo become a ghost?

Where is the real Monroe?

The spiritual power frantically explored in the room, and in the huge room, there was no figure of Meng Luo.

Meng Xin's face sank suddenly.

She...... Could it be that it's gone?

If it is true, then what you promised has become bullshit?

A wave of anger rose from the bottom of his heart, and Meng Luo shook Meng Luo in front of him violently, and punched him.

Boom!

As if the balloon had been popped, "Meng Luo" turned into a cloud of white cold air and exploded.

The cold air quickly circled around Meng Xin's side, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves suddenly sounded in all directions, as if surround stereo, that is, the sound, too permeable.

"You...... Kill me!" a gloomy voice, like a ghost's scream.

Suddenly, the voice changed again, and it became Meng Luo's. "It's you...... It's all you, I shouldn't believe you, you said you wanted to protect me, but it made me freeze to death...... Woohoo......"

Meng Xin's face became more and more ugly.

"Bastard!" a low roar, Meng Xin backhanded about to pull out the combined lighter gas canister, the lighter and the lighter gas canister combined with the flame-breathing weapon. As a result, it was a cloud of air.

Only then did Meng Xin realize that all the combined weapons he had made had disappeared.

"Hey, hey, are you looking for your weapon...... Don't look for them, they've been ...... by me Frozen into ice slag!" A grimace emerged in the cold air, it was Meng Luo's face, but it was extremely hideous and terrifying at the moment. The cold air wafted, suspended in mid-air, looking at Meng Xin condescendingly.

"Your perception is so good that you found me right away. But it's useless to just find it, you can't help me at all! It's you, your soul is very delicious, and you can make my food, very high-grade kind!"

The voice seemed to be the voice of the faceless male doctor, but Meng Xin felt that it was the voice of the dream maker who was controlling this dream world behind it!

"Where's Meng Luo?" asked Meng Xin with a cold face.

"That little girl, I absorbed her when you tried to touch me and I froze instead. It's not a powerful and special sleepwalker like you, but it's delicious and nutritious. Tsk, that taste of fear, I can't get tired of it. It's a pity that she's just a conscious body, and she's not enough for me to stuff my teeth. ”

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