Tianji had to be cautiously reminded: "The Dream Weaver is a dream, if you can come out of the exit, the dream will come true, but throughout the ages, there has been no successful case, and all the Dream Weavers have been shattered with their dreams." ”

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Tianji meant that nine times out of ten, he would die.

"It's really strange, idiots have obsessions, but no one can get out of the Dream Weaving Platform." Nine thousand streams of ridicule are even more self-deprecating, "The dreamer will be fine, right?" ”

"There has never been a case of a dreamer being broken."

That's great, if he doesn't like her, he might as well shatter his dreams.

"This dream platform, the main palace is gone."

But just to know that she likes or dislikes her, so he trapped Hua Yuluo with a dream rope, and set up a dream platform with his infatuation to love her, and the dream chose to return to Hongyanfang, when they agreed to be together.

He did not hesitate to accept the consequences that perhaps he would be broken.

But today it didn't happen like Tianji said, he didn't feel uncomfortable, and even he had successfully seen the exit of the Dream Tower, victory was in sight, and soon his dream would come true.

He said that the girl liked him, and couldn't help but look back at the flower garden again with ecstasy.

The flower brood fell to her knees.

"Girl!" Jiuqianliu's face changed greatly, "Is there something uncomfortable?" ”

"No...... It's good, I accidentally fell. Although she didn't know exactly what happened, she really couldn't bear to break such a sweet dream as Nine Thousand Streams.

Hana lowered her head and stood up, and Jiu Qianliu saw that her legs were trembling, and her whole body was trembling.

At this time, he felt frightened, didn't this dream platform hurt him but hurt the flower bar?

It can't be, it can't be!

He hurriedly held the flower garden: "Tell me girl, where is uncomfortable, tell me quickly." ”

Hua Yuluo looked up at the exit, and it was already very close: "It's okay, it's just a fall." ”

He couldn't see any wounds on her body, but her face was very pale, her hands were cold, her fingers were trembling slightly, and Jiuqianliu began to fear in her heart: "Don't go, girl, we won't go!" ”

Hua Yuluo smiled palely: "Look, the exit is there, let's get there soon, work harder." ”

Nine thousand streams looked back, and there was only a few steps away from the exit.

Dream weavers, shatter dreams.

He's fine, doesn't it mean that the flower will ...... Shatter your dreams. He seemed to be able to see the picture of the broken flower when he walked out of that door.

Jiuqianliu has never been so panicked as now, he hugged Hua Yuluo, for fear that she would break: "Girl, don't go, don't go......"

"Tianji, come out!" Jiuqianliu shouted, "You explain it clearly to the palace, otherwise you will have to break your body into ten thousand pieces!" ”

Tianji's voice seemed to come from a distant place: "The dream platform of the three highnesses is made with infatuation, the deeper the affection, the stronger it is, the dream weaving platform of the three highnesses is unbreakable, and the officials are incompetent and have nothing to do." ”

"But didn't you say the dreamer was okay?"

"This ...... It was the first time I had met Xia Guan. ”

It was also the first time for Tianji to encounter such a solid dream, and he couldn't shake it in the slightest. It was also the first time I saw a dreamer suffer the results.

"Probably the dreamer's desire to protect His Highness changed the dream, which may also be a hint that if you had embarked on this path back then, then she would have suffered so much."

What the?

Nine thousand streams listened to it at this time.

Hua Lan said soothingly: "Don't listen to that old man's nonsense, how can it be so serious? ”

"You actually say I'm talking nonsense? The little true immortal didn't know the height of the sky...... "The mana in Tianji's hand is greatly revealed, although he can't break this dream weaving platform, but ......

Boom.

There was a turmoil in the cloisters.

"This ...... It's not me who hit it! "Someone actually attacked His Highness's Dream Weaving Tower.

And this time, Jiuqianliu turned back to the appearance of a fourteen-year-old boy, and he could see the bundle of dreams tied to him and the ring finger of the flower dragon.

Then, he saw this long corridor, and in his unbreakable dream weaving platform, there were dense red silk threads interlaced between the corridors.

Nine thousand streams' complexion instantly turned white.

"Don't look!" Guessing what he could see, the flower rose to cover his eyes.

Jiuqianliu froze for a long time, and Mu Ran pulled her hand.

Those intertwined bundles of dreams were covered with drops of blood, and there were blood-red footprints on the ground......

"......" was heartbroken, and his self-blame was extreme, turning into a crying and laughing at a loss, he couldn't say anything, what did he do?

Just now, when he was so happy to pull her to run, she was cut into flesh and bones, following his footsteps step by step dripping blood, he didn't know it, he just wanted to make his dream come true soon.

He...... What have they done?

Use her blood to pave his crazy dream?

"Illusion!" Hua Yuluo lifted his sleeves, "Nine thousand streams, you see my skin and flesh, intact, since it is a dream, then everything is just a dream...... I'm fine. ”

Jiuqianliu suddenly lowered his head and suddenly pulled the red thread tied between them.

Once upon a time there was a man who loved another person so much that he loved that person to death. obviously had a lesson from the past, and said that he would no longer love her to the point of no return, but ......

Love, love, he went crazy again.

The blood on this road is like the blood that was sprinkled on his back back then, just like the scene lying in his arms with snow flowing all over the ground.

"Girl, I don't like you anymore!" The red thread kept pulling and couldn't be unraveled, and Jiuqianliu's eyes were bloody, "Hua Xuanluo, I won't like you anymore......"

The red line, pull constantly!

"Tianji, can you hear it, this palace said, I don't like the flower clamor anymore, you quickly untie this bundle of dreams."

If the heart is casual, if you say love, you will love, and if you don't love, you won't love, how can there be a fool in the world, Your Highness Nine Thousand and Six.

"Your Highness, the lower officials are incompetent."

"Hehe, hehe......" Jiuqianliu suddenly laughed, "Since it is my dream weaving platform, my obsession, I will break the ......"

Seeing that his slender fingers suddenly grew sharp and sharp nails, she immediately pounced on him, holding back the turbulent qi and blood in her body, she reprimanded:

"Why are you sober me up? I'm fine, we're all okay! ”

Bang!

The cloisters shook again, and then bombed one after another.

"What stupid boy really wants to use brute force to break such a sturdy Dream Weaver, unless he also has an idiot!"

bang

Click

Cracks appeared in the cloister.

Tianji gasped: "This ...... How is this possible? It was really broken. ”

Hua Lanluo looked at the crack above her head and knew that it was the flower that had left the wasteland.

Jiuqianliu smiled desolately, and at this time, he felt that if he pulled harder, the red line between him and Hua Yuluo was broken.

Dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams, will wake up.

Hua Lihuang appeared at the other end of the corridor, his body was burning with black spiritual power, holding his black broken soul in his hand, and seeing those blood marks in the corridor, the power on his body exploded here.

His face was colder and darker than that of a broken soul.

Murderous, walking in the direction of the flower garden.

The dream platform was shattered, the original flexible and sharp bundle of dream ropes was greatly reduced, and the flower left the wilderness, and the red thread broke like a string, crossing the face of the flower and leaving the wilderness, and immediately cut a blood mark.

But he didn't blink his eyes, and he stepped forward angrily, he was going to kill nine thousand streams.

It must be killed.

Collapse, collapse, collapse!

The red line continues to break, and the flowers are getting closer and closer to the famine.

"Nine Thousand Streams...... Go, go. ”

Jiuqianliu is only the mana of fourteen years old now, and he is not Hua Lihuang's opponent at all, not to mention that Jiuqianliu is estimated to be in a state where he would rather be killed by Hua Lihuang.

So he didn't move.

"Nine thousand streams, as a summoner, I order you to go! Let's go! ”

The light of the summoning suddenly flashed on the body of the nine thousand streams, which was the painful punishment to be received by the spirit for resisting the master's order.

Although it hurts, what is it compared to the blood red in front of me? At this moment, he was thinking about being punished by the flowers.

"The fool's dream has been shattered, and this palace doesn't like you anymore, so I won't listen to you."

Hua Yuluo's eyes were red in a hurry, and she grabbed him: "Tianji, don't take anyone away yet!" ”

Just before the black and cold broken soul of the flower left the desolate attack, a rope quickly swept away the nine thousand streams.

Hua Lihuang waved his broken soul, wanting to chase and split down with a sword.

Hua Luo hugged his arm and pulled it down, Hua Lihuang had a few blood marks on his face at this moment, and his expression was the bloodthirsty murderous aura of killing gods and killing Buddhas, and even staring at Hua Yuanluo was also a black ghost's expression.

"Get out of the way."

"Flower ...... The flowers are gone, and I'm about to faint. This is a half-truth, but it is not false.

This bundle of dreams kills people without seeing blood and injuries, and it can definitely be fatal.

Hua Lihuang's face was difficult to see the extreme, from the beginning to the end, he could see this dream clearly. The scene of Hua Lanluo and Jiuqianliu in Hongyanfang, he just saw it, but ......

She was willing to follow the nine thousand blood marks step by step, and she was willing to let the bundle Mengsuo cut her body one by one, and she followed him step by step.

Flower Terrace ......

Are you dreaming or waking up?

What the hell are you going to make me, how much heartache you want?

Hua Lihuang glared at her, his eyes dark and bottomless.

"How...... What's wrong? ”

"Pulling out bloody footprints, you don't hurt?" Hua Lihuang's voice was extremely cold, and he couldn't bear to see his wife do this for another man, "Bundle the dream rope through the body, don't you hurt?" ”

"You...... Did you see that? ”

She thought that the only number of times he smashed this dream weaver outside was the few times she heard it?

He began by shouting to her that she wanted her to wake up from the dream, and until she followed him, he silently attacked the Dream Weaver, but this obsession was too heavy to shake, until he saw the bloody footprints she left along the way, and then looked at the red threads that cut her, and he went crazy.

I can't save the flower and I am crazy in distress, and I am crazy in jealousy.

Until finally, she collapsed, and said that if she let Jiuqianliu continue to walk towards that door, he really wanted to ruin everything in front of him.

Including her.

The two had just discussed about the Nine Thousand Streams, and she gave him a position that he couldn't refute, saying that she wanted to protect the Nine Thousand Streams.

Now, what is happening in this scene? Is this called protection?

"Hua Xuanluo, if it weren't for the nine thousand streams weaving dreams, would you also be willing to shed rivers of blood for him?" Hua Lihuang almost gritted his teeth and said this.