In the fog, King Kong seemed to have dreamed of something terrible, and suddenly a slap swung out, bringing up pieces of yellow sand, King Kong already has a talent for induction with stones, and every grain of yellow sand lifted this time was like a steel bullet, and one was smashed on the heads and faces of other people who were also haunted by "sweet dreams".

"Tsk......" Mo Xiaoyou covered his face and looked at the sand scorpion and the magic lamp that did not change his face, these two people's faces were really thick enough...... is so smashed that he is still dreaming of dominating the world and beauty and alcohol, huh? The guest in the dream of the magic lamp, why does it look so familiar?

has black hair, a square face, and a pair of small eyes with an inexplicable rainbow light. This is......

"Zhang Hongyou?!" Mo Xiaoyou muttered in shock, although Kong Lingyu behind her was not as good as her, she could see the dreams of several people at any time.

But because the spirit of the ink demon was concentrated in the dream of the magic lamp, that eyeball recorded the dream clearly, and he naturally saw the person that the ink demon saw.

"He has a lot to do with this magic lamp." Kong Lingyu affirmed. A person's dreams are the least defended, and the relationship with people in reality is often the easiest to present in dreams.

Since this magic lamp can entertain Zhang Sibo like a guest in his dream, it will naturally not be an enemy in reality. But in the past two years, this Saudi country has not been less provocative......

"Zhang Hongdemon is trading with him!"

In the dream, Zhang Sibo handed over a chip, and naturally confided a password in his mouth, and when the magic lamp asked his purpose, he bluntly asked the magic lamp to unite others to eliminate Kong Lingyu and Yao Simo.

"This business can't be done, it can't be done." Magic Lantern shook his head, "You just took an inconsequential piece of confidential information, and asked me to face the best fighters, it's not worth it!" ”

"As long as the two of them are separated, the threat will naturally be reduced exponentially." In the dream, Zhang Sibo didn't care about the authenticity.

"How do you separate?" The magic lamp asked with interest.

"It's easy to do!" The smile on Zhang Sibo's face flashed, and the two tacitly laughed and drank, and then the painting style of the dream became a spring palace drama.

"Silence." Kong Lingyu's voice was extremely low at this time, which made Mo Xiaoyou's heart gradually settle down:

"Yes, this is just a dream of the magic lamp, doesn't it mean that dreams are all reversed? The relationship between the Dead Rainbow Demon and him happens to be incompatible? ”

Mo Xiaoyou said comfortingly, "The abilities of the rainbow demon and the magic lamp are similar, maybe, the magic lamp has already had a holiday with him, we are on a team with the rainbow demon this time, maybe it is because of this that the magic lamp will be particularly jealous of him!" ”

"We need to be more careful." Kong Lingyu saw that she was trying to clear up Zhang Sibo, and his heart was gloomy. Naturally, he didn't want to believe that his brother, who had grown up together, had betrayed them, however, many things had begun to be distorted and deformed since the upheaval ten years ago.

Mo Xiaoyou nodded, she understood that Kong Lingyu's words were right, since the last Zhou Yanan incident, she also knew that Zhang Sibo was different from before, but she still didn't want to admit that Zhang Sibo actually wanted the two of them to die.

King Kong's nightmare continued, the magic lamp was still galloping, and the sand scorpion seemed to be asleep, and his dream was dark.

"Don't think about that yet, you take a closer look at this scimitar." Letting the three of them continue to indulge in their dreams, Kong Lingyu took out the scimitar weapon from his demon realm space and placed it in front of the ink demon.

The black blade seemed to absorb all the light around it, and the ink demon sensed it carefully, and actually felt a familiar tyrannical aura in it, "This is ......"