Ma Hongjun's eyes slowly closed, and his consciousness was forcibly pulled into another world.

He seemed unable to resist, as if his mind was uncontrollably dominated by something inexplicable.

"Young Master!"

A sweet and greasy call came into the ears, this is Shuang'er's voice.

It was pitch black in front of him, and Ma Hongjun felt that he was in bed.

This scene seems to be the night when I first met the twin sisters.

It's like a reproduction.

In the midst of intoxication, the scene switches again.

came to the town next to the Star Dou Great Forest, and Ma Hongjun entered Ning Rongrong's room.

It's still a familiar scene, and it's going to be experienced again.

Next is Zhu Zhuqing,

White agarwood, Ye Lingling,

Even the green flowers, thousands of snow......

Almost all the women Ma Hongjun has seen and fantasized about appear in the scenes in his mind.

It's just that the impression is not as clear and deep as the memories of the past.

It was a beautiful and mysterious experience, and now Ma Hongjun has walked through it again.

Among them, sour and cool, only Ma Hongjun himself knows.

In the forest outside Heaven Dou City.

Shi Nian looked at Ma Hongjun, who was flushed, with a bewildered face.

He really wanted to know what Ma Hongjun had experienced in his dream.

There were a total of seven soul rings around Shi Nian's body, and at this time it was his seventh soul ring that lit up, a dazzling black soul ring.

His seventh soul technique, Nightmare, would only create what was most fearful of what was going to happen in a person's heart.

Generally speaking, people who fall for his nightmares will be immersed in their dreams, experience the most fearful things in their hearts in the dreams, and then die in pain.

However, the performance of Ma Hongjun in front of him made him stunned, and he once wondered if his soul skills had changed.

Ma Hongjun has not seen him show pain from the beginning to the present, although his body will tremble from time to time, but looking at Ma Hongjun's face is a happy expression.

And there was no screaming roar at all.

Through the soul technique, Shi Nian could even feel that Ma Hongjun was not only not in pain, but seemed to be very refreshing......

He was very sure that his soul technique had indeed worked on Ma Hongjun.

But why, it didn't give Ma Hongjun a nightmare. It's like a sweet dream.

I was in a state of thought.

Ma Hongjun is still switching scenes in his dream,

Love is over,

Ren Amano who appeared next, the devil coach who was also his teacher and friend.

Then there are Dai Mubai, they stuck needles in the Rose Hotel, they trained together, and the memories of fighting together.

There is also Tang San, who also used to prick needles.

Oscar, Flender, Zao Wou-Ki......

In the scene of family affection,

Mother Li Hui is gentle and virtuous, always busy inside and outside the house, full of warmth.

's father, Li Ming, appeared in the scene where he attacked Ma Hongjun at the moment with the Qingzhu sound snake.

The third grandfather, Ma Ming, has eyes full of relief and expectation.

……

Scene by scene, scene by scene, after Ma Hongjun came to Douluo Continent, it was a warm, happy, and happy period.

He seemed to be caught in a wonderful cycle of reincarnation, a nightmare that replayed in his mind the joy and emotion he had experienced over the years.

A smile appeared on Ma Hongjun's face, these are precious and happy memories that belong to him.

It is also the meaning of his existence in the Douluo Continent.

Seeing that Ma Hongjun still looked happy and satisfied, it didn't look like the pain of a nightmare at all.

He began to be agitated at that time, and this was not the result he wanted.

At that time, he had a strange and perverted hobby, he liked to watch others die in pain and helplessness in the nightmares he created, and every time he saw this kind of scene, he would have a sense of pleasure.

When no one killed, Shi Nian even quietly attacked ordinary people, just to see others collapse in pain.

Now, Ma Hongjun's reaction makes him uncomfortable, like a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, who can't see the results he wants to see, and he is not angry.

At that time, he didn't believe it, his eyes slowly became bloodshot, and they became blood-red, and he increased the output of his soul power, and the black dazzling seventh soul ring became even more pitch-black and translucent.

The black lines of qi condensed in his eyes, and then floated from the air towards Ma Hongjun and merged into Ma Hongjun's head.

Ma Hongjun was still standing in place, but his face was no longer smiling, but slowly becoming pale.

In the dream, Ma Hongjun experienced a happy playback and was sweetly intoxicated.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, which woke up Ma Hongjun.

The scene switched again, and what appeared in front of Ma Hongjun's eyes was darkness.

Ma Hongjun's body couldn't help but tremble, and he got up suddenly,

At this moment, a white light flashed. Ma Hongjun found himself lying on top of a grave.

Lightning bolts came one after the other, and they seemed to be very close to him. Bright white light illuminates the surroundings.

Ma Hongjun walked down the grave and walked around to the front.

The tomb of Zhao Yun, Marquis of Shunping.

"Yinping Mountain!"

Looking up at the sky, there was a torrential rain in the sky, and white lightning streaked across the sky, and thunder sounded.

The raindrops hit Ma Hongjun's body, drenching his body in an instant.

A chill swept through the body, and the tombstone next to it looked very strange under the electric light.

The rain slowly became more, and soon there were layers of water on the ground, and the sound of rushing water stimulated Ma Hongjun's soul.

He wanted to move, but he couldn't.

He recalled the scene he had just seen, but the more he thought about it, the more vague it became, as if it had all been a dream he had had.

Everything around him was too real, he felt as if he hadn't crossed over, everything in the Douluo Continent was a dream.

Woohoo......

In a small cave next to the cemetery, small snakes crawled out.

A familiar scene, this scene, he dreamed of every day for six years after the crossing.

Ma Hongjun's head is about to explode now, and he can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality.

At this time, all the happy pictures just now collided violently with the current scene.

In the end, everything that happened in the Douluo Continent was not true, or was it just a dream that he had slept on Zhao Yun's grave.

And now it's real.

He is facing an impending death.

Ma Hongjun fell into pain, this is the nightmare in his heart.

Everything good in Douluo is simply another life, such a happy experience.

Ma Hongjun has always had doubts in his heart, and he is also afraid, he is afraid that all this is really an illusion.

He had never been to Douluo Continent, and the good memories that had happened were just a fantasy after all.

No, that's not what he wants.

However, it seemed that he was trapped in a nightmare, and this fear hidden deep in his heart was infinitely amplified at this time, and a voice was telling him,

That's all fake.

Looking at the eyes again,

Countless snakes surrounded him, densely packed around him, but he couldn't move.

The whole body is invaded by the cold.

Then came the familiar scene, a silver spear coming out of the snake's hole.

A golden dragon shadow followed, hovering over the spear.

Ma Hongjun watched all this in horror.

He had foreseen the outcome.

The silver spear would fall into his hands, and then a thunderbolt would fall from the sky and strike him, annihilating him and turning him into powder.

Ma Hongjun wanted to escape, but he couldn't move, as he was familiar with before.

Now, he's about to be struck by thunder.

Ma Hongjun became more and more anxious, he felt that this time he was likely to be completely killed, his body would turn into powder, and even his soul would be wiped out.

The silver spear danced in the air for a circle before falling into his hands.

Then a white bolt of lightning struck, and it was about to be attached to the gun.

Ma Hongjun's eyes were cracked, and he couldn't move.

Death was at hand, and all he could do was wait, waiting for his own death.

It seems that he already knows his end.

Ma Hongjun had auditory hallucinations.

An abrupt voice entered his mind.

"Bang!"