"Uncle, are you looking for me?"

"Uncle, can you give me a face?"

......

An innocent voice sounded, and Harry Lu was slightly stunned, and turned his head abruptly.

The moment I saw the figure behind me.

Rumble!

The head was instantly confused.

He stiffened, his pupils constricted!

Confirmed eye ...... This guy has no face!

Behind Harrylu, on the buttocks of the Trojan horse, stood a little girl in a pink princess dress, the little girl tilted her head, her head was facing him, but the front of the head was empty.

As if it had been dug up, the wriggling flesh made Harryo's heart tighten and his heart cold.

Grunt.

The little girl's face squirmed, and the shredded flesh that fell caused a thick fog to rise in Harrylu's eyes.

Say good innocence, say good innocence......

What's going on with this ghost kid?

Come out and ruin your childhood?!

What about the face?!

Blood flowed down and stained the princess's dress red, and the little girl took a step forward with stiff steps......

As if he had been pricked by a needle in his buttocks, Harry Road jumped up suddenly!

He raised the dream word in his hand, intending to blast the ghost child in front of him with the battle dream card.

But......

The cacophony of ghost music drilled into his ears, making it impossible for him to concentrate on his perception at all.

And, listen to this music.

He felt his body being hollowed out, becoming light and soft, unable to exert any strength.

Nima!

What kind of dream is this?

Harry Road rolls over and falls off the merry-go-round, and the real pain makes Harry Road burst into tears.

This is not his youth.

His youth...... It's a run in the sunset!

Harry struggled to his feet from the ground and ran as fast as he could......

His legs went a little weak for some reason.

However, the desire to survive in his heart made him keep running.

The little girl with flesh and blood on her face raised her little hands crookedly, walking in a straight line like a duckling, accompanied by oozing ghost music.

There is a kind of beauty of "walking the streets of Paradise with me until all the lights go out."

Harrilu held his waist and ran weakly.

His painting style is the speed of life and death.

And the painting style of the ghost child is full of childlike laziness.

The ghost kid chased Harry Road unhurriedly......

Why can anyone make nightmares?

Doesn't it mean that anyone who has nightmares can't become a dreamer?

Harry Road looked dazed.

As he ran wildly, Harry Road came to the Ferris wheel, opened the door of the Ferris wheel's small box, and slipped into it.

Shut the door shut, leaning his back against it, gasping for air.

The Ferris wheel moved, slowly rising to the sky.

Harrilu breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at the same time.

"You chase me, keep chasing!"

Harry Lu lay on the glass of the small box, looking at the ghost child standing at the bottom of the playground, tilting his head, and couldn't help laughing!

The thief is so exciting!

Harry Lu leaned against the box, gasping for air.

It turned out to run...... So exciting!

It's a pity that such an interesting dream will soon be crushed into slag by his three-grade dream.

It was the first time he had seen Harry to construct a nightmare so interestingly.

Well?

The oozing music sounded again.

Harry Road froze.

"Bang!"

Outside the glass window, a bloodstained hand suddenly slapped on the window, and the face of the squirming pit reappeared.

Harrilu let out a scream of fright, barely breathless, and kicked his legs limply away from the box door.

"Uncle...... You've crushed me. ”

A cold wind, as if blowing in Harry's ears.

Harrilu's body stiffened.

To his side, a pale, bloodless face emerged.

It was the face of a little boy, covered with cyan tendons, and his eyes were grayish-white.

The corners of Harrylu's mouth twitched.

Hiss roared.

Outside the box, a large pendulum roared......

Suddenly flew over the box of the Ferris wheel, and on the big pendulum, a figure with half of his head shattered stared at Harry Road in the box.

Call......

A large pendulum, swinging up and down.

Call......

It swings up and down again.

Syllable!

There was a bang.

Half of his face suddenly jumped out of the big pendulum and stuck to the door glass.

Locked in the Ferris wheel box, surrounded by ghosts, Harry Road only felt that the world was dark......

Haunted land, ghost music, ghost dreams......

He remembered the ghost bride he had met in the first test.

Harry Road seemed to understand something.

The originally tense heart suddenly loosened at this moment.

The lower body trembled, and everything was tasteless.

The soul was baptized......

Leaning weakly on Harry Road in the box, Su Fu's expressionless face appeared in his mind.

A gentle smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Falk Oil ......"

A scream tore through the silence of the ghost land.

The bleak song is leisurely and tactful.

......

in the square.

Lao Gao held his hands and watched the audience.

Dream balls of light collide with each other.

There was a constant cracking sound, which made his face very ugly.

Because, those who shattered their dreams were basically candidates from Huaxia Kingdom.

Several Federation Mentors smiled with satisfaction on the side......

The first round collided down.

Huaxia Kingdom's team, except for Lu Pingzhi, Ye Zhiqiu, Jun Yichen, the three-grade dream realm of the third-level dream makers, everyone else's were shattered in the collision.

Well?

Lao Gao was suddenly stunned, and turned his head to look at Su Fu's location.

There...... Something doesn't seem right about the atmosphere.

Two balls of light collided, three times in a row.

Then......

There was a clicking sound.

However, the fragmented ...... It's not Su Fu's second-grade dream, but Harrylu's third-grade dream.

Lao Gao, as well as the leading tutors of the federal school, were all stunned.

"How is this possible? The second-grade dream realm shattered the third-grade dream realm in the confrontation?"

"It's against common sense!"

"Harry Road is so good, how could he lose!"

......

The tutors of the federal university said incredulously.

Click.

The dream shattered, turned into colorful points of light, and scattered in all directions.

Harrilu suddenly woke up, opened his mouth and gasped for air, took several steps back in succession, clamped his legs, and sat on the ground......

His eyes were bloodshot, and his handsome face was pale and bloodless.

His dreams were shattered?!

He...... Lost?

This Chinese man...... Is it the devil?!

Su Fu opened his eyes and glanced faintly at Harry Lu, who was sitting on the ground.

Exhale.

His rolling qi and blood slowly regained his composure.

It's as if a big war has just been experienced.

That look made Harrilu, who was originally going to say something, his words stuck in his throat......

"Good...... It's fierce!"

......

The corners of Lao Gao's mouth twitched, the second-grade dream realm wanted to shatter the third-grade dream, unless the quality was extremely high, there was no comparison at all.

Looking at Su Fu, Lao Gao's face was complicated.

He remembered the fear of being dominated by Su Fu's nightmare dream card in the national competition......

If it was someone else, it might not work, but Su Fu ...... I can't tell.

Su Fu's nightmares are all super good!

"Everything is based on the facts, if you don't believe it, welcome to experience the second product dream, otherwise I will be unhappy if I am a Chinese candidate cheating." ”

Lao Gao glanced at several tutors from the federal academy and sneered.

The mentors of the Federation narrowed their eyes and looked at each other, and then their spiritual perception diffused and entered Su Fu's dream ball of light.

can shatter the second-grade dream of the third-grade dream, then you really have to see it.

A few minutes later.

A song...... Anorectal breakage.

With mixed feelings, the Mentors of the Federation retreated and leaned against the wall.

Why are they cheap?

This old high...... Definitely on purpose!

......

The first round of dream collisions is over.

Thirty-six dreams collided, and only eighteen were left.

After being eliminated, the candidates can only watch the second round of dream collisions sadly.

Xin Lei pursed her lips, and in the corner of the eliminators, she looked at Su Fu and Jun Yichen who were fighting in the second round of confrontation, and her mood was a little complicated.

Not far from her was Harry Road, pursed his lips and tears quietly falling.

Xin Lei caught a glimpse of Harry Road, and she still had some impressions of Harry Road.

"Where's your teammate?" asked Xin Lei.

Harry pointed to the field with a complicated complexion.

Xin Lei raised her eyebrows.

"Lying down for the first time?"

Harryul: "???"

Xin Lei raised her hand and pointed out Su Fu and Jun Yichen, who were in the second round of dream collision, to Harry Road.

"It's going to be hard for the first time, it's okay, lie down a few more times, and you'll be like me...... Calm and calm. ”

"Besides, with such good teammates, why shouldn't we lie down and win?!"

Harrilu's eyes widened.

Can you still have a good chat?!

Lao Tzu really isn't ...... Scumbag!