"Obey the oracle, Star God!"

Once the Blood Sword Immortal Emperor saw hope, his attitude immediately became better.

The large, translucent, glowing body reached out its hand downward.

Blood Sword almost held its breath and looked at it nervously.

A huge translucent hand gently pressed against the forehead of the young woman on the bed.

With this action, Huang Si's soul was pressed on Bingberry's head with a golden soul particle.

He couldn't see Bingberry's living soul, which may have something to do with her being too high, after all, although she was unconscious, she was still an immortal emperor.

However, the boundaries of the soul should still overlap with the boundaries of the body.

Huang Si perceived carefully, and finally, he touched the soul of Bingberry through the soul particles.

This soul is extremely powerful, but there is hardly any fluctuation of the mind.

Huang Si tried to tap it with the soul particle, and let out a consciousness: "Are you there?" A reply? ”

The iceberries did not react.

Huang thought about it, forget it, since there is no reaction, then you can't resist, it's better to start assimilating directly!

A golden glow infested her soul from the soul particles.

As the assimilation progressed, Bingberry's soul shook slightly.

Suddenly, a powerful wave of consciousness swept Huang Si's consciousness into it.

"Huh? Is this a dream world? ”

Huang Si looked at the world he was in, the blue sky, the green grass, there were mountains and trees in the distance, the scenery was good, and then looked at himself, well, the human form, probably the manifestation of self-consciousness in the dream.

He stepped back, and immediately broke away from this world.

Just kidding, vainly trying to lock up the creator with the dream world, Huang Si thought to himself. His soul strength is far superior to that of Bingberry, and he only separates a part of his soul touch, and the dream can drag a part of his consciousness into it at most, but it is impossible to completely imprison him.

After exiting this dream, Huang Si found himself in a dark place, in the darkness, a huge soap bubble-like ball floated, the ball emitted a faint halo, on the surface of the ball, reflecting the scenery he had just seen.

Looking around, a little farther away, and beyond, there were several of these large soap bubbles, all glowing with different patterns on them.

Huang Si understood at a glance that each soap bubble corresponded to a dream, and the place where he was should be in Bingberry's subconscious.

As the creator of the law of the mind that has reached nearly 400%, Huang Si has no lack of understanding of the branch of the mind, dreams.

Iceberry's current situation is that her conscious mind is completely asleep, but her subconscious mind is very active, giving rise to many dreams in which her ego wanders, unable to wake up.

So, just find her self first.

Huang Si's approach is extremely simple and rude, and his soul is so strong that he can run rampant in other people's consciousness at will, what else are he afraid of?

He came to the side of another bubble, on top of this bubble appeared some tall and magnificent buildings, Huang Si reached out and poked, the bubble did not burst, but a pull sucked him into the dream.

As soon as I entered the dream, I heard a commotion.

Under the rows of tall buildings, there is a group of young people laughing and running.

Huang Si made a slight scert of their words.

"School? Probably where this woman went to school. ”

The consciousness swept through the dream, and it didn't feel anything unusual, it seemed to be just an ordinary memory dream, and it didn't seem to have the self-consciousness of the owner of the dream.

If you look closely, you will see that the behavior of these characters in the dream is looping.

Every once in a while, they repeat what they had done before.

Huang Si jumped lightly and jumped out of the dream.

He looked at a few more bubbles and went in as well. There is no one in those bubbles, only one scene after another, judging from the content, it seems to be the life that Bingberry has experienced, with some exaggerated and fantasy elements.

He moved to another bubble, the surface of which was extremely dark, and there seemed to be dark red blood flowing inside.

Huang Si reached in without hesitation and was sucked into the dream again.

As soon as he entered this dream, he felt something strange.

The black sky, the tall castle, the strangely shaped trees are like giant hands reaching out to the sky, and the smell of blood wafts in the air.

None of this made him react in any way.

"The world seems to be alive. Not...... Self-awareness seems to be inside. ”

Huang Si looked at the castle, the gate of the castle was closed, and it seemed that visitors were not welcome.

Suddenly, there was a fluttering sound in the air.

A flock of black birds rushed straight through the air, their eyes blood-red.

Huang Si looked at them indifferently, his mind moved, and the storm of his heart rose up in the world of dreams.

Dreams are nothing but subordinates of the law of the mind!

Storm of the mind, destroy the world!

The black strange bird was torn apart by the storm, and the gate of the castle was also rolled up by the storm and thrown into the distance.

Huang Si raised his feet and walked into the castle in a few steps.

He stepped on the thick fallen leaves under his feet, felt the traps below, and then, without hesitation, stepped over the traps.

All traps are destroyed.

The wooden door of the castle was close in front of me, and not only was it closed, but there was even a large lock on the knocker, and several metal chains were added to lock it.

Huang Si stretched out his hand and pushed it weakly, all the locking rings were broken, and the wooden door opened on its own.

"What an autistic child."

Huang Si muttered to himself.

Inside the castle was a long corridor lined with two-story structures, and as he walked through it, all the doors opened on their own, both upstairs and downstairs, wherever he passed.

Halfway through, Huang Si smiled slightly, "Found you, Bingberry." ”

He turned, suddenly appeared outside a room on the second floor, and pulled the door open.

Inside the door, there was a dilapidated scene, a lot of debris was piled up on the floor, and Huang Si stepped over it mercilessly and walked into the house.

In the corner, sure enough, there was a young girl, she had long brown and black curly hair, and was wearing an antique black dress, looking only sixteen years old.

Someone entered, and the girl looked up, revealing hostile eyes.

The girl didn't speak, but the whole world suddenly changed.

The room trembled, the roof cracked, debris fell, the floor sank, and suddenly many pitch-black hands stretched out from the cracks in the floor, writhing, trying to grab Huang Si's ankles.

"You're not too young, Iceberry, it's time to learn not to be haunted."

As Huang Si's voice sounded, a boundless spiritual storm blew up in the ancient castle, the masonry buildings were torn apart by the terrible storm, and the black hand and the like also howled and annihilated in the storm.