So, Lian Jiang began to observe the surrounding environment.

It was a field, full of small white flowers, the golden sunlight cast a shadow over the white clouds overhead, and in the distance, there were large forests and snow-capped mountains.

Lian Jiang woke up, and an extremely vague thought flashed through his subconscious, this should be a dream, and only in a dream will things appear that have not appeared in his memory.

"You have a chance to change your fate!"

The man in front of him was still repeating this sentence mechanically, without a trace of emotion, but Lian Jiang didn't listen to it anymore, everything in the dream was fake, and he didn't have the heart to talk to an illusory person.

Lian Jiang looked up, he wanted to look at the forest and snow-capped mountains in the distance again, but at this time, the forests and snow-capped mountains had disappeared.

He looked at the white-robed man in front of him again, and found that the man in front of him had also disappeared, and there was a huge potted plant beside him.

It was a strange white tree, it had no trunk, it had countless branches, and these branches stretched out in all directions, and from a distance, it looked like a white ball with countless tentacles.

"You have a chance to change your fate!"

A familiar voice rang out, and the countless branches of the strange tree swelled wildly, turning into a dense pack of pale arms, which twisted and twisted together to form a huge, pained face.

The pained face was looking at him calmly.

Monsters? Nightmare?

Rao is subconscious felt that he was dreaming, but Lian Jiang was still shocked and panicked, and a strong fear surged in his heart.

He opened his eyes suddenly, it was still dark in front of him, and beside him, his wife was still asleep, making a delicate and even breathing sound.

Whew, whew...... Lian Jiang sat up and gasped slightly, trying to get himself out of the influence of the dream just now as soon as possible.

"What's going on?" his wife asked, awakened by Lian Jiang's movements, sitting up.

Lian Jiang shook his head: "A nightmare." ”

Yes, just an ordinary nightmare, he told himself.

"Is that really the case?" the wife was not reassured, she stepped out of the bed, lit the oil lamp, and the orange light lit up to dispel the darkness.

"I'm really fine. Illuminated by the orange light, the fear in Lian Jiang's heart was even more dispelled, he touched the sweat that did not exist on his forehead, and emphasized, "Really... Just a nightmare. ”

In front of his gentle and timid wife, it is necessary for him to maintain his previous strong image.

"Is it really alright?" asked the wife again.

"It's fine. Lian Jiang pursed his lips tightly, and his voice was low, "It's really okay." ”

"Go to bed early, there's a lot of work to do tomorrow morning. ”

The wife was completely relieved, she turned around and came to the table, and was about to extinguish the oil lamp, the family was not rich, and thrift was almost an instinct.

Looking at his wife's figure, Lian Jiang's face gradually softened, although the painful face was so realistic, until now that he thought about it, his heart was still full of fear, but he didn't let it destroy his emotions, and then affect his wife's state.

Thinking like this, a wonderful sense of dedication and satisfaction rose in his heart, and he once again maintained the harmony and stability of the family.

"It's a nightmare. ”

"You... Yes... A chance to change his fate!" a calm voice appeared, as close as it sounded in his ears.

Lian Jiang's body immediately stiffened, this voice was too familiar to him, and his heart immediately fell into indescribable fear.

"Why are you giving up!"

"Why give up!"

"Give up!"

Then a hysterical voice pierced his ears, and it was filled with the smell of endless madness, violence, twisting, and disorder.

Lianjiang saw the fields full of white flowers again, and once again saw the majestic mountains with forests and ice and snow.

He tried to blink his eyes, and the fields and mountains disappeared, but the fire in front of him began to shake violently, and his wife's figure began to distort, revealing a double shadow.

He opened his mouth, only to find that he had said anything countless times, and he tried to stand up, only to find that he could no longer move.

Lian Jiang looked at his wife deadly, expecting her to turn around and discover her special state and help herself, there is a patrol in the village, and there are all martial artists who have achieved martial arts, and they will definitely help themselves.

All around began to shake, all affairs were shaking, and in Lian Jiang's eyes, his wife's movements were so slow.

There was a strange but rhythmic sound, like the sound of a mirror cracking and a tile breaking.

The surroundings slowly blurred, like fog, and this fog slowly drove the orange light away, yes, it was driving away the light.

Lian Jiang couldn't feel the existence of his body anymore, and even his consciousness was blurred in shaking, and countless subtle, fine, and delicate whispers whispered in his ear.

It seemed that countless people, countless insects, countless animals were talking, chirping, roaring, countless sounds penetrated his deafness and stuffed into his head, and his head hurt, so painful that it would explode the next moment.

Eventually, a strange white tree appeared in his mind, it had no obvious trunk, its branches stretched out in all directions, it looked like a white ball with countless tentacles.

Countless branches turned into dense arms, which twisted and squeezed together, forming a huge face with a painful expression.

Now, this pained face is smiling, and the smile reveals endless malice.

"Your hands, your hands, are mine!"

At this moment, the wife bent down and blew out the oil lamp, and the room was completely darkened, and darkness poured from the sky, from the ground, from all directions, like countless monsters frantically pounced on this room.

Click! Click! Click!

In the faint moonlight, a strange white tree slowly stretched, it had no branches, and countless white arms sprouted from the tree, swinging without wind.

It easily pierced the room, the longer it grew higher, in just twenty breaths, it became a white strange tree as high as twenty feet, countless arms stretched wantonly, and a mysterious, cruel, and greedy aura spread out.

One by one, the arms stretched, they stretched longer and longer, grabbing the villagers of Manyo Village from their sleep one by one, and the panicked and frightened villagers had no resistance to such monsters, they could only let out useless howls, begging for mercy, praying, and cursing.

The villagers were then caught in mid-air by the Pale Arms, and thrust into a huge mouth twisted by countless arms, from which blood flowed out.

......

"Die!"

"Damn it!

Behind him, a pair of male and female children hugged each other tightly, crying in a low voice, and at the same time, they looked at Huaixi who was blocking them with admiration.

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