In the elegant and festive new house where the red candles were shining, Xia Dong stood up in a daze, his eyes still staring at the place where Jesse had appeared.

At this moment, there is nothing there, where is the shadow of the little girl?

What's going on? If it's a dream......

He suddenly slapped himself violently, clearly feeling the hot pain, but the expected sobriety did not appear, but Hua Wei next to him exclaimed in a low voice, "Xianggong, what's wrong with you?" The white and tender softness caressed the face, and the face of the woman, who was even more beautiful in the candlelight, was full of pity.

Stretching out his hand to push the other party away, Xia Dong took a few steps back, looking his bride up and down, his eyes full of suspicion, "You are not Hua Wei, you are not her!" Don't try to lie to me! Inexplicably, he just felt this way, and although he couldn't say why, he could clearly sense that something was wrong.

"Xianggong, what are you talking about? Weier doesn't understand, is Weier doing something wrong? The bride's delicate little face already showed a look of tears.

"Squeak" The door was suddenly pushed open, Han Juan and Xia Weiguo, who were wearing ancient costumes, walked in slowly, looking at the situation inside, both of them were obviously stunned, Han Juan was the first to ask: "Dong'er, what's wrong with you?" Today is your big day, why are you arguing in the new house? ”

Looking at his parents who he missed day and night, Xia Dong was speechless for a while, and at this moment, his reason and feelings were constantly fighting.

Wouldn't that be nice? Her parents are safe, and Hua Wei is also by her side, although it is too unexpected for her to become her wife, it is much better than everyone being nowhere to be found, right?

And it seems that this place is still ancient, haven't you always wanted to travel back to ancient times and be a young master waiting for death?

Isn't it good that there are no many messianic organizations here, and there is no world to save, no killing, no suffering? Isn't that the life you want most?

No, all of this is fake, although I don't know how the Dao is formed, but I know in my heart that I must not be so self-deceiving!

When the truth is false, it is also true, and when it is false, it is also false, so why should it be so clear? What's so bad about that?

"Dong'er, what's wrong with you?" Han Juan's worried voice seemed to come from a distant horizon.

"Hmph, don't pay attention to him, it must have been last night and that kid from Xing Shangshu's family went to Flower Street and Willow Lane, something that doesn't become a weapon, it really wants to anger the old man, if it weren't for your wedding day today, I would definitely serve your family law!" Xia Weiguo reprimanded angrily.

"Daddy, Xianggong is just a friend who will accompany him to socialize, and ask Daddy to ......" Hua Wei's gentle persuasion has gradually become blurred.

"Enough! I don't know who or what caused all this, but are you going too far, and it's fun to play with other people's minds? Get out of here, if you want to kill or chop, you will give me a pain! The shouting with all his strength vented the impulse in Xia Dong's heart.

He will definitely not indulge in this, because he is also responsible for making up for his mistakes, and he also wants to find his real parents and Hua Wei, instead of accompanying these virtual dolls!

The shocked expressions of her parents and Hua Wei froze instantly, and the entire world began to slowly fade in color, just like a color photo gradually turning into black and white.

Clenching his fists, Xia Dong carefully waited for the monster or strong enemy that was about to appear.

After a long time, the entire world that had become black and white began to gradually become transparent again, and at the same time, the surrounding things decomposed and passed away like air-dried sand sculptures, and the scenery of the outside world slowly loomed, and the blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green trees, and corpses and blood were all over the ground in the blur.

Sniffing the scorched stench that had re-penetrated into his nose, Xia Dong took a deep breath and prepared for battle.

Suddenly, there was a wave of dizziness in his head, and everything in front of him fell into darkness, and at this moment, a warm energy appeared in his body, dispelling the discomfort and reawakening him.

But Xia Dong, who saw the surrounding scene clearly, was really shocked.

Countless undead!

I saw countless gray-white translucent undead souls densely surrounding me, they all had different appearances, all kinds of terrifying scars on their bodies, and even many of them were only humanoids.

These undead were floating or standing quietly staring at themselves from all directions, and with their gaze, a feeling of coldness, dead silence, and despair arose, Rao is Xia Dong has now experienced countless lives and deaths, and he still can't help but stand on his cold hairs.

The cool touch suddenly came, he lowered his head, and found that he had a small figure in his hand at some point, and it was Jesse, who had just died.

Looking closely at the surrounding undead, Xia Dong realized that they were all civilians who died under the valley, no, not only, even the Calrest soldiers who were killed by themselves were among them, even the black-robed man.

The quiet undead suddenly fluctuated, and a tall, emaciated figure appeared, with a pale face above the long bloodstained beard, and the priest Abraham walked up to Xia Dong, his lips open and closed, and he spoke silently.

Looking at the figure in front of him, which he admired and trusted very much, Xia Dong asked blankly, "Mr. Pastor, what do you want to tell me?" And why do you want to follow me? Shouldn't you throw yourself into the arms of the Most High God? If you need me to do something, please give me some hints, okay? ”

As if hearing his words, Abraham's speech suddenly increased, but it was still silent, and at this moment, all the undead around him suddenly became agitated together, and they rushed forward at the same time, surrounding Xia Dong, and their lips were also opening and closing, as if there was something important to tell him.

But Xia Dong, who couldn't hear anything, could only look at them helplessly, looking at these undead who were entangled with him for some reason, he wanted to help them, but he really didn't have any clues.

The palm of his hand tingled slightly, he lowered his head again, little Jesse was looking up at him, squatting down, he stared at the girl's eyes seriously, "Jesse, what do you want to tell me?" ”

A cold breath blew on his face, and the intermittent and indistinct sound finally reached his ears.

“…… Small...... Fig...... ......Although he only heard a few words, Xia Dong could already think of several possibilities, and he loudly sought confirmation: "Are you trapped?" Do you want me to help you? But how can I help you? ”

Suddenly, the wind blew violently, and all the undead seemed to have suddenly lost some kind of supporting energy, and in an instant, they turned into dust and flew in the sky.

In just an instant, the thousands of figures had disappeared, leaving Xia Dong alone, standing alone on the top of the mountain, as far as the eye could see, except for corpses and corpses.

What the hell is going on? What exactly are these undead going to do on their own? What was that dream going on?