Dreams are illusory, you can see them, but you can't touch them. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Dreams are divided into sweet dreams and nightmares. Sweet dreams can give people joy and happiness and make people full of hope for the future, while nightmares can bring people endless pain and fall into the dark abyss. The deeper the obsession, the deeper the sink.

And right now, Qianluo is in a nightmare.........

"From today onwards, you will be my sister. Fen rubbed Candle's hair and smiled.

Candle just nodded blankly.

"Girls, be happy, come, brother will take you to play. Fen took Candle's hand and ran out of the palace together.

"Where are we going?" asked Candle in a low voice.

"Endless Abyss, I often go there with Anche, that's a place that only the two of us know. ”

At the mention of Anchi, the smile on Fen's face seemed to soften even more.

"............" Candle Bolt was dragged by Fen to the Endless Abyss, she didn't expect that this was the beginning of all nightmares.

"Anchi!" Fen saw Anqi from a distance, and trotted all the way over with the candlestick.

"Fen, you're finally here. Hey, this is .........."

Anchi has long brown shawl hair, strange blue and purple eyes, and a smile that makes people feel very reassured.

"Oh, this is my sister Candle, and she doesn't like to talk. Candlestick, this is Anqi. Fen introduced each of them.

"What a lovely little girl, but how ......... your eyes" Anchi looked at the bandage around Candle's left eye.

"It's okay, it's just a waste of eyes. Candlestick took a step back, seemingly resistant.

She wasn't used to being so close to others, although the person in front of her didn't seem to have any ill will towards her.

But Anchi didn't pay too much attention to it, "Fen, since you're here with your sister today, why don't you go to the cave we just discovered." ”

"Okay. Fen simply agreed.

Candle didn't speak, she just looked at Anqi, always feeling that something bad was going to happen.

……………

Qianluo looked at the candle as if she was looking at herself.

Is that person herself, and why does she feel familiar with a girl who looks exactly like herself?

She obviously didn't have this memory, and she didn't have any memory of Finn and Anche.

Is this a dream woven by the dream of Panhua? But how can it be so real?

The next dream surprised Qianluo.

"Brother, don't you remember me? Candle grabbed Fen's hand and said as if pleading.

Fen shook off her hand, her eyes unusually cold.

"Colluded with foreigners to sneak attack Anchi, causing her to be seriously injured and died, what else do you have to say!"

"Brother, I really don't have ........."

"Enough! One life for one life, you can only use your blood to pay tribute to Anqi!"

The long sword pierced Candle's body, and Fen's expression looked frantic and determined, and he turned the hilt of his sword, grinding Candle's flesh little by little.

Candle Bolt suddenly laughed, desolate and crazy, her bandaged left eye, red with blood.

It was her blood, her tears.........

Qianluo clenched his fists, and his heart hurt as if he had been cut by a knife. Why is this happening? It shouldn't be like this, the candlestick shouldn't die, why?

"You know what? the thing I crave the most. The candle bolt walked towards Qianluo step by step, and the blood flowed wantonly drop by drop, blooming enchanting red lotus.

"Who are you?" Qianluo subconsciously took a step back.

Candle Hammer smiled desolately, "I am you, you are me! I love all of them, but they are going to betray me, why is this!

The word "betrayal" caused ripples in Qianluo's mind.

It was as if she saw someone standing in front of her with a sword and killing her.

That's the person she loves the most.

"Illusory dreams, annoying. ”

"You think this is unreal?" "I didn't expect that after more than three hundred years, you would forget all the people who hurt you." Do you know what happened to my brother?"

Qianluo narrowed his eyes, and the cold air naturally emanated.

"He died, and I killed him with my own hands! Not only that, but I slaughtered, killed, and killed his people one by one! No one can betray me, not even myself!"

Qianluo's left eye suddenly felt a sharp pain, and the white bandage was heavily stained red.

Candle smiled evilly, "It seems that you still hate them, Body, thank you for your hatred, I won't repeat the mistakes of the past." ”

The dream shook violently, and Xiao and the others, who were guarding outside the Wusheng Gate, also felt an unusual power.

“………… Dream Source!"