Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is already the next day.

When the light of the sun re-illuminated the room where Liu Mengchao was, the room was empty, only Liu Mengchao fell into a quiet sleep.

His eyes were tightly closed, as if he were immersed in a vain and ethereal dream. In the world of dreams, there is darkness, and there is nothing else.

"Wake up."

In the darkness, Liu Mengchao heard a familiar voice. The voice was cold and hard, like a glacier that had not melted for thousands of years, appearing coldly and bluntly in front of Liu Mengchao, staring at Liu Mengchao coldly and indifferently.

"Is that you?"

Liu Mengchao in the dream subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but found that he couldn't move. He subconsciously shook his head slightly, looking at his surroundings.

A little bit of light gradually stretched out from Liu Mengchao's side, quietly illuminating the place where Liu Mengchao was.

An endless grassland.

"Is this your ideal world?"

The man who appeared in front of Liu Mengchao smiled and looked at Liu Mengchao in front of him, sat on the ground, and sat on the soft and verdant grassland. His appearance is very similar to Liu Mengchao, except for the cold and ruthless expression on his face that is even more cold and ruthless than Liu Mengchao, there is no difference.

"It's been a long time since we've seen each other, haven't we?"

The man said with a smile as he gently pressed his hand against the prairie. Xiaocao was depressed and helpless by him tightly, and bent down directly, like a loyal courtier, and directly lowered his head.

"Long time no see, shouldn't I still say hello to you?"

Liu Mengchao raised his head tenaciously, like a grass plant resisting a strong wind, and said strongly to the man in front of him.

"That's the way it should be, isn't it?" The man tilted his head sideways. With a slight tug of his hand on the ground, he brought the grass to his fingertips.

His fingers were slender and white, like a woman's hands, and his nails were very red, shockingly red.

Between the bright red nails was the fragile green grass. It seemed that this man also noticed Liu Mengchao's gaze, and smiled and moved little by little.

The green grass turned into green scraps in an instant, and was blown away in front of Liu Mengchao by the wind blowing from nowhere, and floated directly in front of his clothes.

Liu Mengchao lowered his head. Looking at the green scraps stained on the placket of his clothes, he slowly frowned at himself, as if the scraps were his own blood. This made Liu Mengchao feel unhappy in his heart and wanted to vent.

"Stop."

Liu Mengchao's brows had just wrinkled, and the man in front of him had already raised his hand directly. I saw him put his five fingers together and stand up quietly in front of Liu Mengchao.

This action seemed to have incredible magical power, but in the blink of an eye, all of Liu Mengchao's actions had completely stopped.

"It's still exactly the same as when I was a child," the man smiled and looked at Liu Mengchao. It's like looking at the reflection in your mirror, the corners of your mouth are slightly upturned, and the corners of your eyes are also wrinkled, "This kind of time." I miss it. ”

Listening to the words of the man in front of him, Liu Mengchao did not say a word.

"What's wrong? Is my smile fake? If I'm not mistaken, the real smile is when the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned. Wrinkles will appear at the corners of the eyes. This is the most obvious difference from a smirk. The man looked at Liu Mengchao and said word by word, as if a student with excellent homework was repeating the words in the book. Of course, if you want to hide your feelings, you can also recall the memories of your happiness and smile them. This kind of behavior is also very deceptive. ”

"Micro-expressions are not so simple......"

Liu Mengchao raised his head stubbornly, looked at the man in front of him stubbornly, and then said stubbornly.

"Of course, of course! Your abilities are completely different from others. Micro-expressions must be used with the help of high-speed cameras to repeatedly compare the changes in facial muscles within one-fifth of the subtleties based on the observed subject's expressions, so that inaccurate conclusions can be drawn. The man said with a smile, but the smile on his face became more and more abundant, "But I know the way, you also know the way, you ...... Unlike others, Liu Mengchao. ”

"Then you should also know the Dao, and I should also know the Dao." Liu Mengchao raised his head, looked directly at the man in front of him, and said slowly, "You, no feelings!" ”

Call......

Time stood still in an instant, and in a short instant, in the dream, which was still a clear sky, lightning and thunder were already thundering in the next second.

The man slowly raised his head and looked at the cloudy sky with a smile on his face.

"It's your dream, Liu Mengchao." The man said with a smile, looking at the increasingly dense dark clouds above his head, but the smile on his face seemed to pierce the sunlight directly through the sky, "I know that you liked this kind of game when you were a child. ”

"Boom!"

As soon as the man's words fell, a thick lightning bolt rushed straight down from the sky, like a giant axe, and smashed the grass next to the man into a huge crater of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

"The power of lightning is really scary."

The man looked at the scene around him, and the smile on his face became more and more abundant, like a garden full of flowers.

"Boom!"

Countless lightning bolts continued to fall from the sky, one after another in this dream, and each time it sounded, a bolt of lightning fell above the horizon, and then sandwiched the scattered grass and dirt, opening one crater after another.

The man slowly looked around him, and the gentle grassland that had been endless as far as the eye could see had now turned into the surface of the moon, and there were countless craters everywhere.

"Ah...... I suddenly remembered a very funny person. The man looked at the scenery in front of him, and the smile on his face became more and more abundant, "Have you heard of the man named Freddy?" It's the hero of Ghost Street. ”

As soon as the words fell, the lightning that had been in the sky suddenly stopped. Liu Mengchao slowly raised his head, squinted his black eyes, stared at the lightning that was hidden behind the dark clouds, and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"If that man named Freddy dares to enter your dreams, he may die in the next second. After all, you're a man who can control your dreams at will, Liu Mengchao. The man smiled and said, "After fully understanding your feelings and hearts, your control of the subconscious mind has gone beyond the scope of real human beings. You can create lightning ...... in your dreams."

As soon as the words fell, as if in response, lightning fell from the sky.

"You can create delicate flowers that bloom under lightning."

The man's voice seemed to be a command, and bright red roses bloomed into the countless huge pits, which were completely filled in the blink of an eye. It's just that at this moment, the sky is still constantly raining lightning.

"Again, these lightning bolts ......," the man said, slowly raising his head and laughing at the countless lightning bolts.

"Boom!"

Countless bolts of lightning instantly converged on the top of this man's head.

It's just that he hasn't been hurt in the slightest, and he still has a light and breezy expression on his face, not to mention those lightning.

The lightning had long since vanished, replaced by gods with white wings.

"Did you conjure up an angel this time? I thought that Zeus, the god of thunder and lightning, would conjure up countless thunder and lightning in front of me, just like before. The man's words that should have been full of surprise, but in Liu Mengchao's love, were full of unsurprising tones, "Angel, angel?" ”

The man suddenly stood up, as if the angels with lightsabers around him were just passing by.

"Angels have big white wings, which are a symbol of purity in a popular sense. A pure heart, a clean and ethereal life, free from the shackles of the world. In other words...... These angels represent the purest side of your heart, of course, you can't ignore it, the angels who appear in your dreams are caring for the beauty and purity of your heart. ”

"Smack!"

The man snapped his fingers directly and smiled at Liu Mengchao.

"Based on what you are now dreaming of, I am not able to draw such an inference. Liu Mengchao, do you want these angels who symbolize beauty and purity to kill me in order to take care of the beautiful and pure things in your heart? ”

Liu Mengchao didn't answer, just looked at the man in front of him quietly. I saw this man with a smile on his face, surrounded by countless angels, like the only god in heaven.

"First of all...... If there really is a devil like Freddy in Haunted Street who can kill people through nightmares, his real natural enemy is not me, who can control dreams, but you. For your dreams, good or bad, will always be a darkness pure to the point of sorrow, without exception. Secondly......"

Liu Mengchao also stood up, his eyes full of indescribable nostalgia and hostility.

"I don't want to kill you, because you're dead. My only brother. (To be continued......)

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