After returning to the dormitory, Pei Li couldn't figure out why everything about Yang Baichuan disappeared, as if he was just a dream of his own, and now the dream has woken up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Chestnut, will you go to the library later?" the roommate pulled out a few professional class books from his desk.

"I don't want to go for the time being, you can go first" Pei Li was depressed, and he was not in the mood to sprint for the exam week.

"Okay, call me during dinner" The roommate picked up a glass of water and walked out of the dormitory.

Pei Li was quiet for a moment, and the small dormitory suddenly became a little silent.

The wind was howling outside the window, and it was snowing.

It was City's first snow, and it came a little earlier than usual.

Pei Li is a southerner, geographically close to the equator, so he has never seen snow.

The first time she met Xue, she didn't have the excitement and happiness she expected.

Yang Baichuan's matter has become a piece of her heart, like a smear of mosquito blood on the white veil.

The past was vivid, but suddenly it became a little unreal.

Fantasy or deception? She wasn't sure.

Seeing Fang Cheng today, she had some different ideas.

Why does Yang Baichuan look like him, and he is still deep in the same campus, and he won't act like this in the soap opera at eight o'clock.

……

It's snowing.

Fang Cheng was walking on the road, and suddenly found that the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and then hail fell on the ground, crackling.

Many began to run in confusion, looking for a place to take shelter for a while.

After a few minutes, the sky began to pick up snowflakes, mixed with a light breeze and drizzle.

Fang Cheng walked in the drizzle and snow, and suddenly felt a little chilly.

When the snowflakes landed, they turned into puddles of snow, stirring up clouds of dust.

Ten thousand sounds are silent, and the heavens and the earth are silent.

"Be careful," Chen Yanqing suddenly reminded.

"What's wrong?" Fang Cheng communicated with him.

"The Nightmare World has descended" Chen Yanqing began to gather all his strength, preparing to burst out with the strongest blow.

Fang Cheng was stunned when he heard this, his neural induction seemed to be somewhat restricted.

"Is this a dream world?" Fang Cheng carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

Everything is exactly like the real world, and even the air has a characteristic smell of dust.

"This world is generated based on your own human memories and tactile senses, and all the people who fall into the dream world together make up this world, so it seems real and believable," Chen Yanqing explained.

"So, how did you find out?" Fang Cheng couldn't distinguish between what was the real world and what was the nightmare world.

"Quite simply, it's time. The time of the nightmare world is out of sync with the time of the real world, and the flow rate will be several times faster. The closer you get to a real dream, the longer it takes to construct and stabilize it far beyond the real speed of time. A minute has passed since your biological clock, and the nightmare world may only be a few seconds. ”

"Then can we leave now?" Fang Cheng knew that the nightmare world had limitations, most of the nightmares descended on a certain area, as long as he left that area, he could get rid of the influence of the nightmare.

"I'm afraid not, because you're his target" Chen Yanqing sneered, trying his best to restrain his breath, as if he was preparing some conspiracy.

Fang Cheng began to sense the changes around him, and the air within a radius of ten zhang suddenly became viscous, and there was a greasy and fishy smell in the air, like the smell of a gutter.

"This is?" Fang Cheng looked at the monster that suddenly appeared in front of him, it had strong limbs and a hideous face, a pair of sharp fangs, and open salivation, as if it was a rakshasa depicted in Buddhist murals.

"Unruly bastards, illusory creatures born of your fears. Chen Yanqing said disdainfully.

This kind of thing is still somewhat useful against ordinary people, and it is no different from cannon fodder to him.

However, these monsters didn't seem to have this kind of awareness, and hundreds of them went forward one after another, surrounding Fang Cheng.

"The sword is coming!" Chen Yanqing raised his hand and made a move, a golden light crossed the sky, and a long sword about three feet long and two inches wide fell into Fang Cheng's hand.

"What is this?"

"My old friend" Chen Yanqing held the three-foot Qingfeng, and his spirit suddenly became a little different.

Fang Cheng couldn't say how he felt, but he felt that Chen Yanqing seemed to be alive again.

"You see, this move is called 'slashing the air'" Chen Yanqing waved the sword in his hand and made a gesture.

Immediately after, Fang Cheng felt the sword in his hand begin to tremble.

It seems to come to life.

Chen Yanqing came out of the sword, and the amazement of this sword cannot be described in words.

Tens of thousands of golden rays of light burst out from the tip of the sword, like a storm sweeping through the sky.

Countless stumps and severed arms flew up and down, illusory monsters screamed, and the emotions were full of despair.

A black trail crossed the air, unable to disperse for a long time.

The so-called slashing is a sword that cuts through the void, an indestructible sword.

Ten breaths later, hundreds of illusory creatures burst like bubbles and vanished without a trace.

Fang Cheng's pupils shrank, and he found some kind of creature mixed in with them.

"Squeak, squeak" is like the sound of chewing flesh and bones coming from mid-air, which makes people feel a little creepy.

Some unseen creatures are slowly approaching. They devoured the illusory creatures, grew, and began to grow stronger.

"This is the Glutton," Chen Yanyan also frowned, because the Gluttony belonged to the small group of creatures at the top of the Nightmare World's food chain.

Due to their biological characteristics, they are formless and insubstantial, and they have absolute defense against any attack, making them extremely difficult to kill.

Even if there is no special ability corresponding to it, even if there is no special ability corresponding to it, it will be a headache to face a glutton.

All of a sudden, they were in a bind.

At this time, darkness fell, and thousands of nightmare legions continued to be born from the unreal, condensing entities, and in the nightmare world, Fang Cheng was alone.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first" Chen Yanqing ignored more and more cannon fodder, and focused all his attention on the controller of the nightmare world itself.

Fighting in the opponent's domain is extremely detrimental to the exertion of his combat power.

However, this is the terrifying thing about the Nightmare King, who can unknowingly drag others into the Nightmare World and forcibly establish absolute superiority.

The fifth-level spiritual powerhouse, each of them is notoriously difficult to deal with.

"Have you found him?" Fang Cheng found that his five senses were deprived.

The senses of sight, touch, hearing, taste, and smell all fall into a chaotic logic.

"We only have one chance" Chen Yanqing knew that they had reached the point of life and death, so he did not answer Fang Cheng directly.

He must concentrate all his senses to judge the timing and power of his opponent's attack, and then choose whether to dodge or resist.

Although Fang Cheng's body had been quite effective after his transformation, it was still a little inadequate for a truly strong person.

He has not yet been able to complete the process of physical energy, so he may be injured or even killed.

"I found you!" Chen Yanqing suddenly laughed, and Fang Cheng was manipulated by him and looked up at somewhere in mid-air.

A cloud of black mist gathered and dispersed, gradually transforming into a figure. There, Fang Cheng saw a familiar face, and he was stunned for a while.