Chapter Eighty-Five: A Dream Maker Who Advocates the Aesthetics of Violence

Two huge mirrors, as if growing out of the ground, pierced the chassis of the sports car.

The car is jacked up, suspended in the air, and the wheels are still turning.

Bang bang!

The doors on both sides were kicked open, and Su Fu and Jun Yichen jumped out of it and fell to the ground.

The two of them glanced at the huge mirror, their brows furrowed at the same time.

Distance.

The bald man clasped his hands to his chest and smiled faintly.

"Sent by Jiang Chengyong, so blatant?"

Jun Yichen's face was cold, and he raised his hand to mobilize Mengyan.

Glancing at the transparent tentacles wrapped around the man's body, his eyes suddenly sharpened......

"Dream Eater!"

The words fell, Jun Yichen moved, and the little red suit fluttered in the wind.

The leather shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground.

He raised his hand, sensing the spread.

Urging the Battle Dream Card......

The wind blew, and the piano formed by the wind and waves was grasped by him in his hand, and his five fingers beat and plucked violently.

A sharp note pulsed and burst towards the bald man in the distance.

This bald man wants to kill them, and Jun Yichen naturally won't leave his hands.

The dream maker and the dream eater are actually in a relationship of killing each other.

Su Fu stood in the distance, squinting, he didn't rush to make a move.

Jun Yichen's strength is very strong, Su Fu first observed the situation, his fingertips slid through the mirror that pierced the sports car, and his brows furrowed.

The bald man felt that Su Fu was familiar, but Su Fu was not.

It's just that Su Fu never thought of who this bald man was.

Bang bang!

Jun Yichen's notes smashed on the ground, and there was a small explosion, and the flat road was blown open one by one.

"Level 3 Professional Dream Maker?"

The bald man grinned, he grabbed the mirror in his hand and tossed it gently.

"Kill you before the army arrives!"

A small piece of mirror, thrown out in the night, the mirror is spinning, reflecting the light.

Jun Yichen stared at the mirror, and suddenly, his pupils shrank.

The bald man's body slowly became transparent and disappeared.

Then, emerge from the mirror that flies out!

The transparent tentacles slammed towards Jun Yichen at a high speed.

It's too close!

And it's so weird!

Walk through the mirror and emerge from the mirror......

This kind of dream eater, Jun Yichen has never met!

However, he was not too flustered, and the wind and waves rose under his feet.

The body rolls on the ground and moves sideways!

Boom!

The transparent tentacles slammed into the ground, and the ground was shattered, and the tentacles quickly moved sideways, rolling away the rubble, and threw it towards Jun Yichen.

Jun Yichen's face was expressionless, and he grabbed the tentacles with both hands!

The moment he touched the tentacle, he felt that his spiritual perception began to be devoured and drained away at a rapid pace!

"Level 4 Dream Eater?!"

Jun Yichen was shocked.

It's not sent by Jiang Chengyong, because Jiang Chengyong doesn't have this strength!

If it's not Kang Sung-young, it's ...... Jiang Chengxuan!

This guy has finally come to the fore!

Jun Yichen's eyes were extremely cold.

Suddenly.

The tentacles in Jun Yichen's hands melted.

Floating in front of him, it gathered into a huge mirror, and in the mirror, Jun Yichen's figure was reflected.

The corners of Jun Yichen's mouth in the mirror opened, revealing a hideous smile, and he raised his hand Mengyan.

The wind blade burst out and roared out of the mirror.

What is this!

How could he take the initiative to attack in the mirror?!

Jun was shocked.

Poof!

The wind blade slashed through his shoulder, and blood splattered, but luckily he dodged quickly, otherwise his head would have been cut off.

In the mirror, the cold laughter of the bald man was heard.

"Assert ......"

Jun Yichen gritted his teeth and covered his shoulders, and red blood splashed down from them.

Distance.

At the moment when Jun Yichen was bleeding, Su Fu moved.

Summons the little slave, and himself, rushes out!

His pupils constricted.

He finally knew where that familiarity came from!

The bald man in front of him...... It's too similar to the mirror ghost in the nightmare of death!

It's like making Su Fu feel that he is a person!

What is it like to be a person in a nightmare when he really appears in front of Su Fu?

Su Fu can't say it!

But......

Just like in a nightmare, blow him up!

Eight poles collapse!

Su Fu's eyes froze, his qi and blood exploded, and his body suddenly rose.

Kick on the ground and sprint like a raging beast!

Bang dang!

jumped over, and shattered the mirror hanging in front of Jun Yichen with a punch!

The disintegrating lenses are scattered and scattered.

Jun Yichen also got up from the ground at this moment and said solemnly: "This guy ...... It's quirky. ”

Su Fu, who was one meter eight tall, glanced at Jun Yichen, twisted his neck, and said, "It's okay, just blow it up." ”

The corners of Jun Yichen's mouth twitched.

The ghost bride slave was quietly suspended by Su Fu's side, with two lines of blood and tears flowing on her cold and beautiful face, holding a big knife.

"That guy is a Level 4 Dream Eater. Jun Yichen gritted his teeth and said: "If we can't fight, we will withdraw, in Jiangnan City...... The Dream Eaters did not dare to expose themselves for too long, and the Dream Makers of the army would not let them go. ”

Su Fu didn't answer, the mirror ghost in the nightmare of death actually appeared in reality.

What does this mean......

It shows that this mirror ghost may have something to do with him, and even have something to do with the secret of the black card!

"Truly...... That's right, the army's dreammakers will be over soon, but ...... They won't have time to save you!" The bald man's voice sounded again.

Surrounding...... It's foggy.

A faint mist lingered.

Su Fu squinted, staring at the extra mirrors around him, and counted silently in his heart, a total of twelve.

The mirror was like a labyrinth, enveloping Su Fu and Jun Yichen inside.

Su Fu looked at himself who swelled up after opening the Eight Poles Collapse in the mirror, squinted slightly, and said, "Is there an old woman pretending to be Lori next to you?"

Well?

"How do you know? It seems...... I'm not mistaken, you are indeed the target of this mission!"

The bald man sneered.

Wow!

Suddenly, the figures of Su Fu and Jun Yichen were reflected in every mirror.

Jun Yichen in the mirror smiled fiercely, raised Mengyan, aimed at Su Fu and Bufang in reality, and suddenly launched an attack!

The notes jump and burst towards the two people in reality!

"Little slave, remember to mend the knife!"

Su Fu's eyes were much more serious, not only the mirror ghost, but also the old Lori!

And......

From the words of this bald ghost, it can be heard that the other party's target is ...... It's him!

Like this...... You can't let go of this mirror ghost!

Su Fu's eyes froze.

Look at the wind and waves of notes bursting in.

"Two poles!"

"Three poles!"

"Collapse!"

Rumble!

Terrifying qi and blood surged out of Su Fu's body, his skin suddenly bulged, and the whole person seemed to be deformed.

The blood vessels burst and swollen, and the blood flowed like rushing rivers!

Su Fu, who seemed to have turned into a monster, punched in the air.

A huge cannon shot!

The wind blades and musical notes in the air were scattered by the fist wind of the cannon fist!

Su Fu stomped on the ground fiercely.

Leaving behind the scarlet blood that floats in the air.

The body is like a cannonball.

Bang bang bang!

Twelve mirrors, in an instant, were blown up by Su Fu!

Jun Yichen was terrified, and he retreated a few steps back from the impact of Su Fu's surging qi and blood, and his bangs were constantly fluttering.

"Good...... It's so strong!"

This time it's really exciting...... The feeling of a cerebral infarction!

Is this Su Fu's real strength?!

A dreamer who advocates the aesthetics of violence?!

Twelve mirrors shattered at the same time.

Void ...... A transparent figure rushed out!

The small slave knife hanging in the air slashed out in an instant.

With this knife, it took away one-third of Su Fu's spiritual perception!

Poof!

In the air, the mirror ghost suddenly let out a miserable howl!

Su Fu fell to the ground, and the ground trembled.

The skin on his body was torn apart, and blood was spraying thin.

This is a case of excessive physical loading.

However, so far, Su Fu does not plan to retreat.

At the same time, smash the twelve mirrors and force the mirror ghost to appear, only in this way can you seize the opportunity!

Blood stained the transparent body, and a huge wriggling tentacle fell down and was grabbed by the slave...... Take a bite of it.

The mirror ghost fell to the ground, his face was pale and full of resentment.

What the hell!

How could someone's physical body be so strong!

What the hell is this...... Or a dreamer?!

And what's that female ghost with a big knife?!

You can still eat his dream-eating tentacles?! Do you think that's chicken feet?!

"Damn it!"

The mirror ghost knew that he miscalculated today, and he didn't expect the target to be so strong.

He had to leave, otherwise the army Dream Maker from Jiangnan City would arrive, and he would really not be able to escape!

Ignored Jun Yichen and Su Fu.

The mirror ghost can tell that both of them are the end of the strong crossbow.

So he has nothing to fear.

Just guard against the female ghost who plays with a big knife......

Looking at the bald mirror ghost who turned around and ran.

Exiting the eight-pole collapse state, Su Fu, who was covered in blood, gritted his teeth.

Trembling, he took out a worn-out ballpoint pen from his pocket.

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy ......"

"Do you want to know love and courage, do you want to know the answer to your question?"

"Then ...... Poke him to death!"

Su Fudao.

The words fell, and all the remaining spiritual perceptions poured into the ballpoint pen.

A worn-out ballpoint pen in your hand.

With incomparable resentment, he shook and galloped out silently!

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