In less than a few breaths, those shadows gathered and merged back into a flower crown, but this flower crown was very huge, suspended in mid-air with a faint blood-red light, making people feel inexplicable pressure.

The next moment, the corolla transformed into a human face, a huge human face.

It's just that this time, the human faces of the hundred faces of thorns look different in the eyes of everyone, because what they see is the most unforgettable face in their hearts, whether it is the most loved or the most hated, they are constantly changing in their respective eyes.

The first to be disturbed by this changing huge human face was naturally Qiao Sanniang, the "inner demon" in her body, she only felt that her eyes were full of Luo Fan at this time, but Luo Fan's face was a resolute expression, which pierced her heart.

Then Luo Fan's face suddenly changed to the appearance of Yun Rui in her eyes, and the woman had a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was laughing at her for not being able to do anything, and she wanted to live with Luo Fan with a mortal body.

Soon Yun Rui's face turned into a dark one again, and the other party stared at her contemptuously, as if to tell her that if she didn't obey his orders, he would take back all her mana.

After these three faces, the huge human face quickly transformed into the appearance of Painting Allure, An Ruyue, Huigu, Jun Yisheng, Jun Yixuan and Su Bai, but no matter whose face appeared, they all had the same look at her, they despised her, were disappointed in her, and then gave up on her.

"No...... Don't ......" Qiao Sanniang covered her head with her hands and murmured in pain.

"Three...... Miss Qiao, how are you?" Luo Fan hurriedly asked with concern.

But Qiao Sanniang didn't seem to hear his voice, and still stared at the huge human face in the air with a painful face.

Although the rest of the people were not affected at the beginning like Qiao Sanniang, they soon discovered that something was wrong with them.

Luo Fan began to feel a little dizzy in his brain after he expressed concern for Qiao Sanniang, and then a flower appeared in front of his eyes, and the face in mid-air turned into the appearance of Yun Rui in his eyes, staring at him affectionately but sadly, as if he had some last resort, he was obviously in love, but he had to leave him.

Yun Rui's face turned into Gu Wentian's appearance, and his face was triumphant, showing to Luo Fan that he had a woman that he would never get again in his life.

Then Gu Wentian's face disappeared, and he turned into the appearance of painting ink before he died, and his eyes were full of grief and unwillingness, as if to remind him that the revenge of the painting clan had not yet been avenged.

"Do you want to play this trick again, I have already experienced these things in my previous nightmares, do you think that the appearance of their faces in this situation can stir up such a big wave in my heart?

Almost at the same time as Luo Fan, Qing Ci and Ji Zi'an also saw the faces they saw in their nightmares that were either unforgettable or unwilling to remember, and their hearts were also full of anger, resisting stubbornly, not letting their minds be restrained by those faces.

However, the remaining few people were not so lucky, Qiao Sanniang was affected by the demon in her body, and it was not surprising that she was affected by this hundred-faced thorn. The other four were because they hadn't fallen into their nightmare before, and their thoughts were all stiff and stagnant for a while.

"Your Majesty...... Where are you, O king?"

"The Little Prince...... Little Prince, Run!"

"Qing Ci...... Don't-"

An Ruyue's eyes were hollow and her mouth was muttering, but her body began to fall from mid-air.

"Yue'er!" Qing Ci was shocked, his body was already injured repeatedly, and his mana was overconsumed again and again, and now it was already very difficult to forcibly resist the erosion of his mind, looking at An Ruyue's uncontrollable appearance, he suddenly panicked, and his body fell to the ground with An Ruyue.

"Ahh

"Bastard!"

Two cries came from An Ruyue and Qing Ci's mouths respectively, An Ruyue's cry was a cry of pain, because when she landed, she felt that her body was pierced into the flesh by many sharp thorns, and she couldn't help but scream out in pain.

And Qing Ci's "bastard" was more angry than pain, he was also pierced into the flesh by the sharp thorns on those thorns, and the thorns quickly wrapped around his hands and feet the moment they came into contact with him, making him unable to move.

But the shouts of the two didn't play any role at this time, because the other people couldn't hear too many other sounds at the moment, and soon Qiao Sanniang and Ji Wuxin passed out and fell into their respective nightmares, and their bodies were like An Ruyue and Qing Ci, falling on the thorns on the ground, bound and entangled by the thorns.

"Brother Ah Nian, Miss Allure, you must hold on, this ground is full of thorns...... Yes...... Don't fall off......" Qing Ci screamed in pain with all his might.

The reason why it was so painful was because every time he said a word, he felt the thorns on the thorns pierce into his flesh and skin, and he let out an "ah" in pain in the middle because there was also a sudden thorn on his waist, which tightened him fiercely, not wanting him to make another sound.

The last word fell weakly, and Qing Ci completely fell into a coma.

Being shouted by Qing Ci like this, a trace of clarity suddenly crossed the minds of the four people who were barely supporting in mid-air, and they subconsciously looked towards the ground below, and sure enough, they found the thorns that had already spread all over the ground at some point.

What to do?

This was the thought that flashed through the minds of the four at the same time.

But after a short period of stunnedness, the huge human face in mid-air suddenly pressed down towards them, and the four of them didn't have time to think about anything more, so they were forced to retreat sharply, and soon approached the stone wall.

"Boom—boom—" The sound of a rattan whip cutting through the void came from behind the four of them, and then their hands, feet, and waist and abdomen were entwined by the thorns that had been building up on the stone wall behind them for a long time, and they were quickly pulled back and fixed on the stone wall.

Thorns pierced into their flesh, blood quickly stained their clothes, and muffled grunts of pain came from their mouths one after another.

"Brother Wunian ......" Hua Chengcheng turned his head to the right with difficulty, and found that Cang Wunian's moon-white robe had already been in disarray, and the mottled blood stains made Hua Chengcheng's heart tingle.

She stretched out her right hand with all her might, struggling to hold his left hand, which was not far away from hers, but when she was still about an inch away from his fingers, a wave of dizziness came from her brain, and she finally fell into her own nightmare.

Cang Wunian also lost her consciousness almost at the same time, as completely as her.

She felt like she was back when she was a child, her little body unconsciously walked in the darkness for a long time, and finally through the darkness, what came into view was not the sun-drenched earth, but the corpses of her most beloved father and patriarch grandfather.

"Daddy, patriarch grandpa-" The little painting fell into the city's immature cry.

She hurried forward to hug them one last time, but their bodies were suddenly blown away by a gust of wind and scattered like gravel.

"Don't—Daddy, patriarch, don't leave the painting!"

"Why? Why! All you want is me, I'll go with you, why be so cruel, why kill them! Give me back the painters, I'll go with you!"

"Painting, don't cry, I'll take you away. A boy's voice rang in her ears.

Xiao Hua Chengcheng rubbed her sour eyes, raised her head, and saw a very delicate and beautiful little brother in a moon-white robe standing beside her and stretching out his hand to her.

She thought that this little brother was very good-looking, but those eyes were gray full of indifference for some reason. Maybe others would feel scared when they saw such a pair of eyes, but she felt distressed when she looked at it.

Xiao Hua Allure wiped the tears from his face, reached out and grabbed the little brother's hand, and asked softly, "Little brother, what's your name?"

The boy replied lightly, "My name is Delirium." ”

My name is delirium......

Delirium......

These two words hit her heart, making her so painful that she couldn't make a sound, Hua Chengcheng only felt dizzy for a while, her small body suddenly grew up, and she saw at that moment that she and Cang Wunian knew each other and knew each other all the way.

"No...... Brother Wunian, you are not delusional, you are not delusional. You are my brother Wunian, you will fall in love with me, and the person you should love is me...... If you are delusional, what should I do? What should I do?" Hua Chengcheng suddenly felt cold all around her, and she was curled up in the corner of a room with her knees huddled.

"Allure girl, I might as well remind you that there has always been an unforgettable shadow in Cang Wunian's heart, and that woman is not you. If one day you really draw the soul for him, and what he has found is the love of the past......" Ji Zi'an came to her side at some point, and said to her expressionlessly.

"I don't need you to remind me, I don't need you to remind me!" Hua Chengcheng covered his ears and shook his head vigorously.

But Ji Zi'an didn't seem to hear what she said, and still said in a light tone: "You actually knew it for a long time, but you just don't want to believe it." His previous life was delirium, the woman who was deeply entangled with him was so beautiful, it was never beyond your reach, what did you use to fight her, and why did you make such an invincible king as delirium fall in love with you?"

"I ...... I didn't think about who I was going to fight, I didn't ......," he muttered as tears burst out of his eyes.