The battle situation was under control, and clusters of crimson flames continued to fall from the sky, hitting groups of dream ghosts who were still heading towards the city wall.

This scene shocked me quite a bit, those Vermilion Birds, who seemed to be manipulating Uncle Mo, kept opening their mouths and spewing out flames, and the dream ghosts on the ground had begun to retreat towards the forest to the east, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

The shouting and killing on the city wall gradually stopped, disappeared, and a large number of dream ghosts had been solved, Uncle Mo, still dressed as a beggar, raised his hands high, covered in red flames, closed his eyes, and manipulated the Suzaku in the air, dancing up and down.

"Uncle Mo, don't fight, that's enough." Seeing that the dream ghosts who were fleeing were all solved by Uncle Mo one by one, I couldn't bear it, and immediately shouted.

Uncle Mo finally opened his eyes and smiled at me, and then the odd couple put down a hand, and the crimson flames on his body began to converge towards his body, and then those flying red birds, little by little, turned into small clusters of flames, and rushed towards Uncle Mo's body.

I can't help but look at this scene in amazement, so many Vermilion Birds, flying in the air, and all of them are controlled by Uncle Mo, I am very grateful to Uncle Mo, I am exhausted, and on the city wall, it is a mess, if it is not for the arrival of Uncle Mo, I am afraid that this dream city will be breached.

After a while, the released Vermilion Bird returned to Uncle Mo's body, and he stepped on the red yarn in the air and slid in front of me.

"Oh, son-in-law, how did you do that?"

I forced out a smile and closed the strict, these days, it seems to be overconsumed, after a while, my consciousness is blurred, and my whole body falls into a state of fainting.

When I woke up again, I saw Xiuxiu's worried face, and I smiled.

"Qingyuan, you ......"

"It's okay, me."

I said, struggling to use my hands to support my body, looking out of the window, the sky was already bright, and at a glance, I could see the city wall, I am now in a room behind the gate of the East City, Uncle Mo is sitting on the table in front of the bed with a smile.

"Little girl, go out and get busy, this guy, I'll take care of it."

Xiuxiu glanced at me again, and hurriedly walked out of the room, and in an instant, the room was quiet, Uncle Mo looked out of the window, and I looked at him in a daze, thinking about Chitu, and what I had said.

"What? Son-in-law, do you doubt me? ”

I didn't hesitate for a moment, nodded, and Uncle Mo laughed.

"It was indeed me who instigated the dead shemales and made them rebel."

Listening to Uncle Mo admit it himself, the doubts in my heart disappeared.

"Why, Uncle Mo, don't you understand the current situation?"

I shouted, and Uncle Mo nodded.

"Indeed, it's very tricky, the current situation, if the dream man is really completely destroyed, the world will collapse."

"You know, why are you still ......"

"I have to do this, son-in-law, Ouyang Meng, I must die." Uncle Mo said, his face revealing a sense of determination, as if he had to let Ouyang Meng die.

I stood up and looked at Uncle Mo in a daze, for Ouyang Meng, at this time, my hostility towards him has disappeared a lot.

"Qingyuan, think about it, the time when the ghost burial team was buried, did you forget?"

Uncle Mo said in a stern tone, I lowered my head, indeed, that time, Ouyang Meng cooperated with the people of the ghost mound, and in order to find the Nightmare Stone, he almost completely destroyed the Ghost Burial Team.

When I think of this, I feel a little melancholy in my heart.

"Do you plan to directly let Ouyang Meng's hundred ghosts kill him tomorrow?" I asked, and Uncle Mo nodded.

"At this point, there's only one way."

"But if you don't stop the end, this world will end."

I shouted loudly, and Uncle Mo stood up and walked to me step by step.

"Qingyuan, what can you stop? Nothing can stop it, whether it is the end of this world or the death of Ouyang Meng, do you really think that tomorrow can be the same as the previous two days? The things that can keep this city and protect it are long gone, Qingyuan. ”

With a squeak, I pushed the door open and walked out, looking at the gray sky in the distance.

"Maybe that's the case, the things worth protecting are long gone, Uncle Mo, but, my interest, that's it, no matter tomorrow, no matter what, I won't let this world disappear, and I won't let Ouyang Meng die."

I said it in no uncertain terms, and walked out.

I smiled and walked to the castle tower, where the number of bullets was seriously insufficient, and I couldn't keep firing like the day before yesterday.

After yesterday's war, there were less than 500 people living here, but more or less, they all recovered some hope, and I have decided to tell them something today.

I found Xiaoxing, talked to him, and asked him to inform all the residents that they all had the right to know what would happen next, and I was not going to hide it from them.

Gradually, more and more residents put down their work and gathered under the city walls, behind the gate, and I looked around, and it was almost there, and many people had gathered.

"First of all, I am very grateful to all of you, last night, thanks to your efforts, today, we are still alive, and the next thing I want to tell you is what will happen to the world after tomorrow."

I shouted, and the inhabitants below and the less than 50 dreamers who were left listened quietly, and I began to talk about the relationship between dreamers and dream ghosts, they are the foundation of the dream world, and the inhabitants here are foreign objects that disturb the foundation of this world.

As soon as I said this, the faces of many of the inhabitants looked cloudy, and they always had to face all this, whether it was the last day, whether they were alive or dead.

Next, I began to say that this world, if the last dreamer dies, it will completely collapse and disappear, as for the end, I didn't say it, I just told the people here that once this world is successfully restored, they will be cleared from this dream world and classified as ghosts, and the only place to go is the underworld.

There was silence below, no one had expressed any opinions, and it was lifeless.

"Now, this is the case, whether it is the Dream Man or the inhabitants here, tomorrow, either this world will be destroyed, or this world will survive, no matter what the situation, you residents will not exist in this world."

After I finished speaking, I walked slowly down the city wall, and I saw many of the inhabitants, their faces like ashes, and the efforts of the past two days were equivalent to useless work for them.

Gradually, the crowd began to make noise, there was insults, and cries, the situation began to be chaotic, they had just seen a glimmer of hope today, and now, whether they resisted or not, they would disappear completely.

Uncle Mo stood aside, quietly looking at these residents, and I walked over.

"Qingyuan, I didn't expect you to explain things to them."

I nodded.

"No matter what, sooner or later, they will have to face such a problem, Uncle Mo, please, tomorrow, help me."

I said, lowered my head, looked at Uncle Mo, he sighed, one hand, patted my shoulder.

"Qingyuan, do you know? Ouyang Meng, this guy, is an extremely hot existence, if he regains his strength, I am afraid that there will be no peace in this yang world, only now, the only chance can he be completely solved. ”

"No need to say any more, Uncle Mo, I've already thought about it, no matter what......" I paused, raised my right hand, clenched it into a fist, and said.

"Uncle Mo, you told me before, important things are worth a man's life, and now, I have made plans, no matter what happens tomorrow, I will block my life."

Saying that, I bypassed Uncle Mo and planned to go to Xicheng to see if Yin Qiu had found Ouyang Nan's whereabouts, Uncle Mo didn't say anything, just laughed loudly, and the laughter seemed very helpless.

After coming to Xicheng, I walked into the room where Yin Qiu was hiding a little trouble, and as soon as I entered, sure enough, Yin Qiu was inside, and he looked at me expressionlessly.

"Brother, what did Lan Qinmo tell you?"

I nodded.

"He wants to solve Ouyang Wei."

"Oh, is that really the case?"

Yin Qiu said faintly, I didn't continue to continue this topic.

"Where's the fuss?" I asked, and Yin Qiujian pointed down again.

Then Yin Qiu stood up, snorted, floated past me, went out, looked up at the sky, turned his back to me, beckoned, and I ran out quickly.

"Brother, the situation here is far more complicated than imagined, hehe, Ouyang Nan's old bastard, I'm afraid he has already merged with the entire city."

I sighed, looked at Yin Qiu stupidly, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm afraid that dead shemale can't hold it anymore, and the time is almost up, today, it will be longer than before, brother."

Yin Qiujian said, stretching out a hand, pointing to the eastern sky, I looked over, and there was nothing.

"Together, what's going on?"

Yin Qiu smiled and pointed to the ground.

"Brother, what do you think is the reason for the existence of this place?"

Listening to Yin Qiujian say this, this city seems to have appeared suddenly, and I didn't know from a few words that this city was born when Ouyang Nan came in, or before he came in.