The illusory space formed under the accumulation of soap bubbles, when everything is gone, the surrounding area reverts to a void of chaos. The tide of chaos is boundless, Xia Yanfeng is forced to be emotionally peaceful, but the waves in his heart cannot be revealed by his still body.

Bidding farewell to the fake Narcissus and Zhen Wei, Xia Yanfeng knew that the other party was illusory, but after saying goodbye, he was always a little disappointed. Maybe the beauty of the dream, he is especially to me, why didn't he think that he could live with the narcissus, and grow old with Zhen Wei? But, no matter how beautiful it is, it is just a dream after all, the big dream is done, and in the face of the reality that does not meet the expectations, he can only double the despair.

At the moment when the bubble dissipated, Xia Yanfeng was thinking about the scene before the soap bubble disappeared. He sighed, life is rare and not like these unattainable bubbles? Some seemingly beautiful things in life, once burst, there is nothing left, and the cruelty of reality is the eternal test, although a bubble has also lived, but the short-term happiness will be exchanged for a lifetime of loss, so he tried hard to remind himself, whether it is narcissus or Zhen Wei, don't worry about these soap bubbles anymore, it is enough to love them, it is an empty dream for a long time, how to reach the beautiful other side without experiencing strong winds and waves?

The chaos is boundless, the heart is infinite, sinking and sorrowful, happiness is only like fireworks, a brilliant moment, empty and lonely, Xia Yanfeng knows the importance of facing reality, how can people who have the world in their hearts stick to the lingering love of their children?

Settle down, calm down, and look directly at the center of chaos, Xia Yanfeng didn't want to be confused. However, the prostration of the spirit was force majeure after all, and there was nothing he could do but continue to let the unprovoked pain rage, making his vision blurry again.

The subconscious fell asleep, falling headlong in the chaos, and Xia Yanfeng lost consciousness again. When he woke up, his memories seemed to be blurry again, but it didn't matter, because he at least knew it was just a continuous dream.

To be precise, he knew from the moment he woke up that he was still dreaming, even if everything around him was so familiar......

Like a ghost, it quietly passed through the layers of barriers, and its breath fasted forward with the wind, and no one left a shadow like a ghost, and it had already rushed into the martial arts arena of Glora City.

"What I want to practice today is the ability of the chest and abdomen to resist blows, so ......" Xia Yanfeng just said this, and suddenly felt a cool breeze in his ears, and the wind was like a sharp arrow breaking through the air, how could it be strange.

Now is the guild's full combat readiness period, but Su Trun has always abandoned their brothers, Guo Xing has no complaints, but Lu Ziqi and Taishi Junfei have repeatedly written to ask for any, but Su Trun suppressed them. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Sutron didn't trust them at all, so Xiahou Gang unconsciously had a sense of crisis in his idle and boring days.

The strong wind passed through his ears, and Xiahou hurriedly walked off the command platform, and all the sergeants looked at their commander in surprise, but of course they couldn't hear the bursts of magic transmission that echoed in the air.

"Brother...... It's been a long time, let's talk alone, how about it?"

"You...... Xiahou Lie, it's you!" This voice will not be wrong, although he has not heard it for many years, but Xiahou Gang still remembers it vividly, because the characteristics of that voice completely meet the standards of his younger brother Xiahou Lie, "Don't pretend to be a ghost, show up quickly!"

"Hey, brother, you're still that impetuous character. Xia Hou Lie's voice was extremely cold and arrogant, "I'm a man like the wind, I have always come and gone without a trace, my skill is called 'Fengxing', and those people in the guild can't catch me." ”

"Stand down, all step down, have a holiday today!" Xia Hou ordered the confused sergeants as soon as he turned around.

The sergeants didn't ask much, they all dispersed honestly, and although for some reason, they were all relieved.

After a while, the phantom shadow was solid, the breath was surging, and the figure that appeared out of thin air like a ghost, with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, stood on the command platform condescendingly, and the air suddenly became solemn.

"Why are you here?" Xia Hou just asked, but his voice was trembling. The man with long hair and a shawl and a frosty face was none other than his younger brother Xiahou Lie, and I saw that the long knife in his hand seemed to condense the souls of countless hells, as if the hum of subspace made Xiahou Gang's spirit seem to be oppressed.

The younger brother seemed to be stronger than the elder brother, and their brothers had never been harmonious, so Xiahou Gang knew that even a fool knew that the comer was not good, but what Xiahou Lie said next made Xiahou Gang feel surprised.

Being in an environment that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, Xia Yanfeng suddenly woke up, and his head lying on the table was raised suddenly. He looked around, this was a studio full of memories, and even every inch of air was doubly intimate with it, yes, this was the radio studio where Xia Yanfeng once worked.

Xia Yanfeng put down the headset, and a familiar melody played in the stereo. took out his mobile phone and checked the time, it was now 11 o'clock in the morning on December 7, 2035, Xia Yanfeng sneered, does this mean that he is still in a dream?

Wait a minute...... In my dream, it couldn't be that I dozed off at work and slept until this time? But at this point, the show should still be playing, what is it that hypnotizes me?

The bold speculation made Xia Yanfeng shudder, was all this really just his delusion? It was impossible to think about it, unless this was a dream, there was no reason for him to appear here, he must have stimulated the memory in the depths of his soul like the first two layers of dreams, causing the spiritual sea to flow backwards in time and space.

If you take a nap, you won't dream for so long, right? But now that she is here, Xia Yanfeng also calmly accepted the invitation of the dream.

However, just as Xia Yanfeng looked at everything warm and familiar in the studio, the sound of high heels on the ground sounded clearly in his ears, Xia Yanfeng raised his vigilance, although he knew who this was coming, but what would happen to the person in the dream, with his current weakened mental power, he couldn't control it at all.

"Speech style...... Yanfeng ......" The female boss of the radio station, Mengyu, who used to wear professional clothes, fell into Xia Yanfeng's eyes, only to see him rushing in in a hurry, and asked anxiously, "Did you doze off when you went to work just now?"

"Ah...... I ......" Xia Yanfeng didn't know how to answer, could it be that he said that he had crossed over?

"The audience has come to complain, what is the situation? It seems that this is the first time that such a serious situation has occurred. ”

"Sister Dream Fish...... I ......" Xia Yanfeng swallowed his saliva, knowing that this was a dream, but he couldn't get rid of it, so he had to pretend to be improper, "What kind of complaint, hey, just my broken channel, how many people came to listen at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night?"

"Yanfeng!" Mengyu's face changed, and he slapped Xia Yanfeng's shoulder with a heavy palm, "This is the first time you have said such irresponsible words, those game houses that stay up until the early hours of the morning are chasing your channel every day, do you want to live up to the enthusiasm of the fans?"

"Huh...... Hehehe......" Xia Yanfeng laughed dryly, "It turns out that my channel is still so popular? Oh yes, look I forgot about those things, yes, I fell asleep, and I had a weird dream that was longer than 10,000 years ago, and the time spanned a long time." Besides, my mind is so messed up that I can't be sure if I'm still in a dream?"

"Words...... Yanfeng ......" Mengyu let out a cool breath, and then reached out and touched Xia Yanfeng's forehead with a look of urgency, to see if he had a fever, worried that he was talking nonsense because of his bad brain.

"Sister Mengyu, what are you doing here?"

Mengyu's expression seemed to be more nervous than anyone else: "Yanfeng, listen, I will explain to the director, I can help you carry out today's matter, but if there is a hole in your health, then it is not for me to help you remedy it." Let's be honest, Yanfeng, have you been unwell lately, do you want to help you take a few days off to rest?

"Sister Mengyu ......" moved, even if it was just a dream, Xia Yanfeng's heart was still surging with warmth. Zhao Mengyu will always be that caring good sister, empathetic, not difficult from strong people, enthusiastic in her heart, and would rather resist her own mistakes than protect her friends' good partners, being able to stand up to such a female boss can be described as a blessing from several lifetimes.

"Ah...... I...... Sister Mengyu, please...... Listen to me explain ......"

"Words!" another familiar female voice came, and then another woman came out from behind the studio door. She was wearing a black gauze skirt, her face was heavily makeup, and she had an excellent figure, but she was a little dissolute.

"Black ...... Black Hui ...... "Xia Yan was indifferent, cursing in his heart, okay, it's another dream that fooled me, Black Hui has obviously been captured by Lu Xiaotian, this kind of strange dream is simply illogical!"

"Husband, what's wrong with you? My dear, don't look at me like you look at me like an alien. Black Hui smiled charmingly, and her body stuck straight to Xia Yanfeng's body like glue.

"Wait......" Xia Yanfeng's head was dizzy, and he didn't have time to push Hei Hui away, but he was shocked by Hei Hui's words just now, "What did you just call me?"

Xia Yanfeng's mouth opened widely, as if he had seen a ghost, which surprised Hei Hui: "What are you talking about, husband, are you amnesia? Didn't we only get married last month?"

"Ah...... This ......" Xia Yanfeng was at a loss for a while, this time he was really damned. Living with Narcissus and being with Zhen Wei as companions, at least they are all memories that they once had, but ...... When did he marry Black Megumi?

"Husband, why are you doing this? Don't ignore others, Xianggong ......" Hei Hui began to sell cute and coquettish again, and it hasn't changed at all from before, but what has really changed is Xia Yanfeng's heart.

"No...... No...... It's so messy, I really can't remember......" Xia Yanfeng inhaled the cool air and looked at the dream fish on the side, his eyes full of begging.

Mengyu smiled: "Yanfeng, Hei Hui is indeed your wife, you won't really have amnesia, right?"

"Maybe, but listen to me, I did have a series of strange dreams, and I really couldn't tell if I was in reality or in a dream, and all in all, it was a bad feeling. ”

Of course, Xia Yanfeng thought that this was in a dream, but he still took the trouble to repeat the previous explanations of Narcissus and Zhen Wei to Mengyu and Hei Hui.

As Xia Yanfeng expected, the attitudes of these women were the same, Hei Hui was shocked, and Mengyu laughed slightly.

Xia Yanfeng spread his hands, well, sure enough, this damn dream is also a bit of common sense, he is really glad that there is only one thousandth of the power of the "prison soul" left.

Wait a minute...... How could he be sure that before the soul fell into a coma, which one was true and which one was false, if it was an illusion in front of him, then he could have avoided it, but why did he fall into it again? If the so-called prison soul was fake, then what caused him to come to these glass shards and soap bubbles-like world?