The door was quietly pushed open.

Lao Fu extinguished his cigarette and stepped forward.

The room was dimly lit.

But Lao Fu didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and the death of spades had little to do with Su Fu.

But...... It still has something to do with it, doesn't it?

Lao Fu raised his hand, pinched his chest, gritted his teeth, and his face was a little painful and self-reproachful.

If he hadn't asked Spade to accept this task, the girl he had watched grow up with would not have been killed by the Dream Eater.

Exhale.

Lao Fu's expression became natural again, he was wrong, but ...... Su Fu, there is also a mistake.

in the room.

It's quiet.

The sound of the clock ticking and walking resounded incessantly.

Lao Fu took a step, and the sound of shoes colliding with the ground was very clear in the room.

Suddenly.

He frowned.

A cold wind blew.

The red robe rolled over, the black hair hanging down from the ceiling, suddenly obscuring his vision, a cold face, bloody eyes, staring at him coldly.

In the distance, a white cat with green eyes staring at him with its mouth open.

The strange atmosphere, if ordinary people are numb, they may already have a numb scalp and rush away.

However, after Lao Fu experienced the initial surprise, he calmed down, and this calmness stemmed from his confidence in strength.

The Lady in Red?

Lao Fu's eyes narrowed slightly under his sunglasses.

In the face of absolute strength......

Demons and monsters can only roll!

The majestic spiritual perception was suddenly released.

The little slave's complexion changed, and his body disappeared in an instant, and he reappeared, hanging by the side of the cat lady.

The cat lady also stood up with hair all over her body.

Su Fu, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up instantly.

Lao Fu's face was expressionless.

Suddenly.

There was a whistling sound, and the glass of the window shattered abruptly.

With a click, a disposable chopstick burst out suddenly under the coercion of spiritual perception.

Lao Fu's heart trembled, and his head moved slightly sideways.

The sunglasses clicked and were pierced by the chopsticks and nailed to the wall.

"Who are you?!"

Su Fu lifted the quilt, turned over, and burst into cheers.

But I could only see a hem of a suit flying.

Lao Fu's figure has disappeared.

......

Dilapidated complex downstairs.

The owner of the gypsum seller grabbed a bowl of hot ramen noodles and looked at the disposable chopsticks with only one left.

He shook his head tastelessly.

He turned around and went back to the store and closed the door.

Roof.

Lao Fu looked at the boss who returned to the store with palpitations and took a deep breath.

"It's so strong...... Seventh-level Little Grandmaster?!"

The momentary perceptual oppression just now made his blood flow freeze.

A little grandmaster-level dream maker actually hid in a dilapidated community to open a small shop?

What is the purpose?

Protect Su Fu?

Lao Fu's eyes narrowed, and the deep scar trembled, and he remembered the previous information, which was shown by Su Fu's parents to be top secret.

Don't......

......

Su Fu looked at the disposable chopsticks that were sunk deep in the wall, there was still a sauerkraut leaf hanging on the chopsticks, the sunglasses were pierced, and the lenses were cracked and shattered.

Recalling the back before, Su Fu felt familiar.

Who is going to kill him?

Save His ...... And who?

After becoming a dream maker, Su Fu found that the world was really dangerous.

The white-haired girl last time, the man in the black suit this time......

Su Fu fell silent.

The little slave floated in, his pale face very serious.

Want to move?

Su Fu thought for a moment.

In the end, he gave up, the danger may not disappear because of the move, here, there is still someone who can protect him, although I don't know who it is, but it is safe for the time being.

In addition to increasing his vigilance now, he also needs to improve his strength as soon as possible!

Close the door and lock it.

Su Fu leaned against the wall, hugged the cat lady, touched the cat lady's hair, and stared at the boss.

What the hell is he...... Can't sleep.

But he didn't dare to enter the black card, so he could only pet the cat all night.

......

Late at night, the moon is full and the stars are scarce.

Zhou Wenqiang lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, lonely and lonely.

He's a card connoisseur, and yes, he's also a veteran single.

During the day, he was immersed in the joy of identifying dream cards, and only in the dead of night would he experience the emptiness, loneliness, and coldness in his heart.

What should I do if I can't sleep?

Zhou Wenqiang urged Mengyan to enter an entertainment site.

When he is idle, he will look for some dreams of entertainment dream cards in the entertainment station to relieve the emptiness.

Although, from the perspective of his professional card connoisseur, most of these entertainment dreams are shoddy.

Hey?

"A pleasant daily routine at a ghost school?"

"This name is weird, is it a comedy? It can also be recommended on the homepage, it should be very good......

The corners of Zhou Wenqiang's mouth curled, and he clicked on the dream.

The picture in front of me changed.

He found himself in a cold, deep place.

The night was so deep that there was no sound of insects.

The cold wind was blowing, blowing in my face, and I felt a little chill in my body inexplicably.

"Not bad...... This dream effect, a work of conscience!"

Zhou Wenqiang was surprised.

The opening of this comedy is quite unique, do you want to promote it first?

A cute white cat squatted in the distance, Zhou Wenqiang's young man's heart exploded, and he walked over to pick up the white cat.

However, the white cat opened its mouth towards him and ran away with its tail flicking arrogantly.

At this moment, the surrounding dense forest emitted a desolate bird's call, and the sound of birds flapping their wings sounded.

Zhou Wenqiang's body was cold, and he looked at the dilapidated teaching building in front of him.

The school building was silent.

He followed the plot and stepped into it and went upstairs.

In the quiet school building, the sound of children frolicking and footsteps resounded.

The sound of reading aloud drilled into my ears.

Crunch crunch......

The classroom windows were shaking and making a soft noise.

Zhou Wenqiang mentioned his curiosity, this drama is really good, the production is so realistic...... He was looking forward to what it would bring him to a pleasant routine.

It's just that in the middle of the night, where does the sound of children frolicking come from?

The stacked desks were shaking, and Zhou Wenqiang took the desks down.

Suddenly.

The moment the desk was taken down, a twisted, cracked, blood-soaked face appeared behind the originally empty desk......

The expectant smile on Zhou Wenqiang's face froze.

The cracked face, grinning at him.

Zhou Wenqiang came back to his senses, and he was instantly creepy!

"Ah!!h

Happy everyday?!

Happy balls!

Damn the title party!

Fuck your sister's comedy!

Zhou Wenqiang felt that his heart was about to contract, and this familiar style of painting reminded him of several nightmare dream cards that had been identified in recent days.

What a picture!

The sound of reading aloud floated out again, and Zhou Wenqiang turned his head, and the originally empty classroom ...... It was full of blood-stained students with cracked heads, and the students turned their heads and looked at him, all grinning and smiling.

It's fascinating to smile slightly?!

Zhou Wenqiang's heart, pulling out the cold.

Although he is empty, lonely and cold, he doesn't need so many people to accompany him!

The plot develops again, and Zhou Wenqiang finds himself walking uncontrollably to the top of the building.

A hand-in-hand student girl who appears at the corner of the stairs from time to time.

The blood-stained little leather shoes and the girl's crying made Zhou Wenqiang hold back the tears that were almost scared.

He made it to the top floor.

The girl holding hands smiled strangely at him, and fell downstairs with a bang.

As soon as the picture in front of him changed, he actually flew over.

Zhou Wenqiang really wanted to cry, why did he pounce?!

There's always a bad premonition.

Really......

Flying past, a rickety back appeared behind him, and a terrifying and hideous smile made Zhou Wenqiang, who was looking back, suddenly unable to hold back...... Leak out.

Inexplicably, there is a kind of relaxation from the depths of the soul.

Syllable!

Zhou Wenqiang was face down and smashed towards the ground.

The picture went dark.

Trembling out of the dream.

Zhou Wenqiang was covered in cold sweat, and his emptiness had already been filled with fear.

His fingers were trembling, wiping a handful of cold sweat, and tremblingly typed his comments in the comment area.

"It's such a lovely comedy dream, the warm sunshine, the warm wind, as if going home, the emptiness is impossible to be empty, the girls in it are all talents, and they speak well, and they like to play in it, it's so good. ”

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