"Brother, that's good!"

In the detention room of the police station, a man was looking at Meng Fan with a look of adoration: "On the first day, you killed a nightmare alone, although it is low-level, but it is also very powerful. In our dream police team, except for Police Inspector Fang and Sister Yi, everyone else has to cooperate to do it! I didn't expect you to be so powerful today, a murderer with a knife in your hand, you solved it so easily, and you didn't even get hurt at all! I've decided, I'll mess with you in the future, brother! ”

This man is the dream policeman of the Dream Police Team, Wen Zishi. And next to it, a woman dressed in a dream police~ uniform is the "Sister Yi" Yi Jia in her mouth.

"Yes, even the lowest nightmare isn't that easy to deal with! Unless it is a second-level dream controller, there is no certainty that it can be solved without ensuring its own safety. I originally knew that you were a second-level dream controller at such a young age, and I thought it was incredible, but I didn't expect that compared to this, your fighting skills were even more powerful! ”

The Luocheng Police Station was very calm most of the time, but today is completely different.

Since Meng Fan was imprisoned, a colleague from the Dream Police Force who had received the news came to visit, and even more so were the people who came to visit, as well as the families of the victims and rescued.

When the time passed slowly, the flow of people gradually dispersed, and at this time, there were only Wen Zishi, Yi Jia and Xie Mengting.

Of course, although Meng Fan was detained as a criminal suspect in the detention room, in fact, the people in the police station, from the director to the ordinary police officers, respected Meng Fan very much, not only did not embarrass him, but also took the initiative to provide him with beds, bedding, drinks and food for him to rest.

After all, although what Meng Fan did today can be regarded as robbing them of their work, but in the face of such a vicious gangster, Meng Fan still dares to rush forward, and this courage alone is admirable. Not to mention, Meng Fan subdued and even killed the gangsters unscathed with his bare hands.

Moreover, with what Meng Fan did today, it is almost certain that even if he really defended excessively, most of them will not be punished, and they will even be commended and become a hero of the police force, and promotion is almost a certainty.

The inspector of the dream police team came in person, and even the director of the police station did not dare to slack off, and came to brush his sense of existence angrily, and looking at the waves of people who expressed their gratitude, where would anyone be stupid enough to offend Meng Fan? It's too late to make friends!

"It's nothing, if you're interested, I can teach you!" Meng Fan shook his head and smiled.

"Really?! I'll mess with you from now on, Brother Fan! When Wen Zishi heard Meng Fan say this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and even Xie Mengting, the girl, showed interest.

"Of course. However, the premise is that you have to stick to the Dream Controller exercise. The stronger the mental power, the stronger the control over the body, and the more efficient it will be when you practice martial arts, you should also know this. ”

"Of course!" Wen Zishi patted his chest: "Brother Fan, don't worry, I will definitely work hard, and I will not let you down!" ”

"Well, when this is over, I'll teach you."

"I'm going to learn too!" Xie Mengting suddenly spoke.

"No problem."

The darkness gradually overwhelmed the skylight, and the night fell as scheduled, and the entire Luo City seemed to return to a calm and peaceful world.

In the detention room, the lights had been extinguished, and only Meng Fan was lying on the bed at this time.

Wen Zishi and Yi Jia have to continue to work, Xie Mengting is a girl after all, even if she has a good impression of Meng Fan, she even faintly revealed the idea of staying with him, but under Meng Fan's persuasion, she was still embarrassed to stay.

Recalling the daytime, when Xie Mengting opened her mouth and said the words "I want to learn too", when looking at her serious and firm expression, Meng Fan only felt as if her heart was slowly melting.

In the dark, a smile crossed the corner of Meng Fan's mouth, slowly pulled the quilt on, and closed his eyes.

A moment later, Meng Fan descended into that strange dream again.

Looking at the cobblestone embedded in his chest, Meng Fan whispered, "I really don't know what you are." Perhaps, you are the source of the nightmare, at least, it is related to it. In that case, I will call this world the 'Source Realm.' ”

Source Realm, this may be a scar on Meng Fan's heart, and it is a scar that has to be uncovered once a day and sprinkled with salt.

However, since he couldn't get rid of this thing, Meng Fan naturally wouldn't do anything in vain, such as passive resistance, and the like. In his dictionary, in addition to "dream" and "guardian", there is also a word called "forbearance".

Maybe it's not the right word, but even if this thing has brought him and his comrades so much blood and sacrifice, when his strength is irresistible, even if it is the thing he hates and hates the most, he will choose to accept it, use it, until, put an end to all this evil!

"This is indeed a good place to practice, and even, I can feel that my strength, which I originally thought was almost impossible to recover, has begun to gradually recover."

Meng Fan whispered in his mouth, feeling the warmth of the round stone in his heart, clenched his fists, and said secretly in his heart: "I don't know what you are, even, whether you have self-awareness, or, as it was said in those novels in the peaceful era, you are the backhand left by a mysterious and powerful person, I don't think that I will be like the protagonist in those novels, luck against the sky, slaughtering gods and demons, but if you want to borrow my hand to destroy this world, even if you fall into the eighteenth layer of hell, I will pull you down together!" ”

"Huh?"

At the moment when his mind turned, Meng Fan suddenly noticed that the world seemed to shake slightly, extremely weak, and even, if it weren't for that moment, he focused his attention to the extreme, even he couldn't confirm whether this was an illusion or not.

"Haha, you really have a self-aware existence, it seems that the advent of this nightmare must have a great relationship with you!" At this moment, Meng Fan did not have half a bit of fear in his heart, but laughed wildly in his mouth, and shouted to the sky: "Come on, whether you are a god or a demon, tell me, are you the culprit behind this world becoming like this?" Tell me! ”

"Tell me, what are you! Is it an artifact of gods and demons, or a magic weapon for gods and demons? ”

"Why, an existence like yours doesn't even dare to say such a little thing? Could it be that you, who were once gods and demons, are afraid of me, a little human being whose life and death are controlled by you? Haha......"

Meng Fan laughed wildly in his mouth and kept roaring, as if he was going crazy, however, no matter how crazy he shouted, there was no movement in this source realm.

Finally, Meng Fan gave up, but his expression was not half unwilling, let alone half proud, only his heart, as heavy as the top of a mountain.

His madness may be somewhat true, but more often than not, it is used to conceal the calmness of his heart.

Meng Fan couldn't imagine what kind of existence would come to this world in this way. Or, if the gods and demons really exist, and if this cobblestone is really just an object deposited by the gods and demons, then how powerful it should be!

Perhaps, it is not difficult to destroy human beings, right?

The arrival of the nightmare makes the human beings of this world fall into the abyss of destruction at any time! It can even be said that now, although many places seem peaceful, in fact, humanity is already on the verge of destruction!

These are unknown to ordinary people, but they have always been a big mountain that lies across him and in the hearts of more people like him.

"Actually, whether you respond or not, it will make my inference that a few more pieces of the puzzle may not be correct, but it must be useful." Meng Fan said in a low voice: "Your reaction just now told me that even if the thoughts in my heart are under your monitoring, then you should know that even if it is an illusion, there must be a bit of truth behind it." Unfounded speculation is the most unreliable, but even if it is an illusion, when it is too much, it will inevitably make people find the right direction. ”

"I believe that one day, I will reveal your true colors!"

"Ha, little dream policeman, it seems that this is your dream world. It's amazing! I've never seen such a real dream," a man suddenly descended behind Meng Fan, he said in amazement, and even took a deep breath, with a look of intoxication: "You are really fucking talented!" Unexpectedly, even the smell of air can be simulated! ”

Meng Fan slowly turned around and looked at the man in front of him.

The man breathed deeply, like a person who had been holding his breath for a long time, greedily devouring the air around him, and the light around him became distorted, glowing with a colorful halo, like a dream.

What's the hardest thing in the world for a dream controller? Perhaps, many people will say, it is to pull people out of their dreams into their own dreams.

However, this one is actually nothing to some powerful dream controllers. They can even influence reality with their dreams.

And this man is obviously one of them.

His arrival is so open-minded and grandiose, he doesn't even disdain to sneak attack this little dream police from behind, but looks forward to letting the other party see how he is tortured and killed, he likes this feeling, likes the screams when people are afraid, and likes the expressions of people's fear, which will make him have an indescribable pleasure, even more intoxicating than smoking/drugging and sex/sex.

At this moment, when the man saw the dream policeman turn around, he wiped his hair and showed a smile that he thought was chic: "Hello, this magical, full of sense of justice Dream Police little comrade, introduce yourself, you can call me Soul Hunter." ”