Wen Zishi smiled bitterly in his heart, but he did not show the slightest hesitation or other negative emotions on his face, but waved his arms to quiet everyone down, and then said firmly: "Everyone listen, I am a dream policeman, and now we are all caught in the trap of nightmares." ”

"What?"

"How so?"

"Are you kidding? It's daylight now, how can nightmares appear? ”

"Yes, it's impossible! With so many of us here, how can there be a nightmare that pulls so many of us into the realm of nightmares at the same time? ”

Hearing Wen Zishi's words, everyone was almost like a fried pot, and many people showed a look of disbelief on their faces.

"Everyone be quiet, be quiet,......" Wen Zishi shouted, trying to calm down the crowd, but although he is a dream policeman, it does not mean that he has the ability to calm the chaotic scene, people are more and more distrustful, and some people even start to be hot-headed, their eyes are red, and if one is not good, it will be a riot!

"Are you pigs?"

An old and high-pitched voice sounded, but it detonated the crowd in an instant: "Old guy, who are you talking about?" ”

"Are you impatient?"

"Old fellow, what about death!?"

A young man with dyed red hair rushed forward and was about to hit Ge Wenhan, Wen Zishi saw this, his eyes turned red directly, he grabbed the young man, and threw the young man to the ground with an over-the-shoulder fall, so painful that he lay on the ground and screamed.

The people around saw that the tragic young man was thrown hard, and it was estimated that he couldn't get up for a while, and then looked at Wen Zishi who was blocking the old man, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, and the crowd quieted down all of a sudden.

Ge Wenhan patted Wen Zishi on the shoulder, gave a thumbs up approvingly, took two steps forward, stood side by side with Wen Zishi, and said to everyone: "Think about it carefully, once you encounter a nightmare attack, what is the most critical factor if you want to survive?" ”

The middle school student who had spoken stood at the back of the crowd and said loudly, "Stay calm and don't be overwhelmed by fear!" ”

"Well said!" The old man smiled and praised the middle school students, and then solemnly said to the people who came up: "You people, look at how many of them are younger than this child?" Well? In this case, it is not as calm as a child! Have you forgotten all these years of teaching? Have you forgotten that panic was the main reason for the disaster? ”

At this moment, the old man's words were extremely serious, his old body stood like that, like an upright proud bone, and his words were like a straight ring ruler, hitting everyone's hearts fiercely.

Not far away, the hurricane is still roaring, and at this moment, this old backbone is supporting the hearts of people crushed by fear.

The crowd had already calmed down, and after some discussion, everyone continued to walk towards the depths of the peach grove with Wen Zishi and Ge Wenhan as the core.

Everyone thought that the farther away from the center of the hurricane outbreak was, the safer it would be, but Wen Zishi was faintly uneasy in his heart.

He also clearly remembered Meng Fan's advice.

However, if this is really the Void Realm, where this Void Realm can be said to be the core area, if there is another accident, how can he alone protect the safety of the more than thirty people around here?

"Uncle Ge, I said, you really scared me just now, if they all rush up, I'm afraid even I won't be able to stop me!" Wen Zishi suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, tried to divert his attention, and whispered to the old man next to him with a wry smile.

"Haha, boy, aren't you doing a good job?" The old man's old face was wrinkled, and he replied with a smile as he walked with the crowd.

"Stupid, Uncle Ge originally planned to let you take action to deter everyone, only in this way can everyone calm down a little, and they can listen to you, otherwise, when the emotions of the crowd accumulate to the limit and then explode, it will really be impossible to clean up." Lin Tongtong leaned over to the side, and patted his little hand on the back of Wen Zishi's head, who couldn't cry or laugh: "By the way, where did Brother Fan go?" Didn't you go to the center of the storm? ”

Wen Zishi's face froze, and his whole body paused, and his action suddenly made the two people next to him feel a little heavier.

"Could it be ......" Lin Tongtong asked in a worried whisper with an expression of disbelief.

"No, it won't. I believe that Brother Fan will be fine, he will appear at our most dangerous time to save us! Wen Zishi took a firm step and walked forward.

Not to mention Wen Zishi and others, at this time, Xie Mengting was in great danger.

With the help of Meng Fan's explosive speed skills that Meng Fan once taught her, Xie Mengting was powered by spiritual energy, and her speed was much faster than that of normal people, even faster than the guy who was once called "Flying Man" Bolt in peacetime.

Soon, Xie Mengting had caught up with the monk who was running wildly in front of her, and asked loudly and worriedly, "What happened in the depths of the temple?" ”

"I don't know, I don't know!" The monk shouted in horror, his expression was so terrifying, as if he had seen a demon: "The abbot asked me to take the red candle to the front hall, but I had just walked a short distance when I heard a bang, and when I turned back, I saw the strange wind blowing on the abbot, and then I saw the abbot roaring in pain, and the wind was blown into powder!" ”

Hearing this, the chill in Xie Mengting's heart was even worse, and her worry increased a little. However, she knew that she could not turn back.

If Meng Fan was in this terrible hurricane, or if there was still a glimmer of life, they still had the possibility of seeing each other again, and if she went in, she would definitely not be able to escape the end of the ashes.

The monk howled in his mouth, and the fear in his heart was even worse, he was obviously unable to run, but at this moment, the speed was under the huge threat of death, and it broke out again, which was not inferior to Xie Mengting running with all his might.

It's just that this kind of rapid and absolute state can never last, and when that breath is released, he can't run anymore.

The speed of the two of them is so fast, almost reaching the limit of ordinary humans, but how can the speed of a human being be able to withstand this hurricane as terrifying as a natural disaster?

What's more, the two of them have to constantly avoid walls and objects blocking the way, but the hurricane is everywhere, and everything is indissolving, but it is more than 400 meters away from the center of the hurricane, and it is still far from the main hall of the temple, and the two have been caught up by this hurricane!

"Ahh

The monk's painful screams came from half a meter behind him, and at this moment, a soul-penetrating cold wind blew from behind Xie Mengting, this wind was so terrifying, not only could the clothes not cover half a minute, but even the body was blown through.

The moment the cold wind touched her body, Xie Mengting's whole person seemed to be frozen, and that kind of pain was more than ten times more terrifying than any pain she had ever experienced!

And this is just a cold wind on the front line of the hurricane!

However, in the blink of an eye, the screams of pain behind him had disappeared, and Xie Mengting secretly said in her heart that most of the monks were already fierce and unlucky.

The cold wind that pierced her soul was still invading her, and it was getting stronger and stronger, more and more terrifying, and more and more unbearable, even a strong girl like Xie Mengting was a little desperate at the moment.

"Perhaps, dying with you is also a kind of happiness." She thought to herself, but her footsteps stopped.

"Silly girl, what are you doing stopping? Come on! A hurried voice came from behind her, far and near, into the girl's ears, and before she could turn back, a strong arm took hold of her hand, pulled her up, and galloped forward.

The girl's heart was completely surrounded by the surprise of that moment, at this moment, she only instinctively ran with the figure next to her, forgetting the danger, forgetting everything around her, and even, when the figure approached, the somewhat unusual abruptness and disappearance of the chill were ignored by her.

I don't know how long it took, but the figure next to me finally stopped. The girl looked at the man quietly and laughed suddenly.

This smile is more beautiful than flowers, brighter than the sun.

This smile is obviously so ordinary, but it seems to light up the whole sky!

Even the unlucky monk who was thrown aside by Meng Fan, at this moment, actually forgot the pain on his back and looked at the girl blankly, until Meng Fan kicked it over: "What do you see?" This is my woman! ”

The monk, who was about thirty years old, rolled over, stood up, touched his bare head and said with a smile: "I am a monk, and I will only offer this beautiful female benefactor as a bodhisattva, how can I have other thoughts." ”

Meng Fan's kick was not really kicked, and the monk's words were naturally just a harmless joke for the rest of his life.

"Humph!" Xie Mengting glanced at the monk and said, "Knowing that you are beautiful, it means that you are not pure enough as a monk." Don't all monks treat the flesh as a skin and the red powder as a skeleton? ”

"Amitabha," the monk folded his hands in eleven salutes: "The poor monk decided that if he did not die in this great calamity, he would go to the red world to practice and look at the pink skeletons in the world. ”

"Phew! It's obvious that Fan's heart is moved, but he still says it so lofty! Xie Mengting chirped.

"Okay, let's not talk about it yet, there's a guest coming." Meng Fan's flat voice broke the peaceful atmosphere of this moment.

The monk and Xie Mengting became vigilant at the same time, and when they looked around, there was a deep uneasiness between their eyebrows.

They saw that at this moment, there were clouds of pitch-black smoke-like nightmares in the distance, slowly drifting towards the three of them.

"What should I do?" Xie Mengting spoke: "Is it a battle, or run away first?" ”

The monk also shifted his gaze to Meng Fan.

Meng Fan pointed to the hurricane that was gradually dissipating not far away, and the center of the hurricane, that is, where the temple was located, was estimated to be three or four miles away.

"This is the void, in other words, the gap between the real world and the dream world, so don't expect to kill the nightmare," he said. Because, unless our strength reaches a critical point, we will never be able to kill nightmares faster than the speed at which nightmares can shuttle in. ”