"I'll listen to you." The golden vertical pupils in Cen Kong's inky eyes shone brightly, and he said firmly.

Thin black dragon scales covered the black dragon's face, and two majestic dragon horns grew on his head.

A look of being ready to show his strength and go to a life-and-death showdown.

Shi Qi looked at the radiant Cen Kong, feeling a heavy pressure in her heart, and she stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around the black dragon's shoulder.

"Now everyone in Chang'an City is in a dream, but the reason why this dream can be independent and unified must be because it is in a bigger dream, and this dream is the dream of the snake demon."

Shi Qi turned his head to look at the bright moon platform in the distance, the huge snake body entrenched on the bright moon platform, and the golden chain hung on its body.

What kind of magic weapon is that, and it hasn't been broken since it turned back into its prototype.

Two large fish swirling in the sky are entrenched above the sky.

This is where the Tao begins.

A large area of shadows slowly descended on the ceiling, and dark clouds filled the city, and the black clouds overwhelmed the city and wanted to destroy it, as if the canopy was about to crush Chang'an City.

And the black dragon can't fly, from the current location to the bright moon platform, it is about an hour's journey.

It's just that I don't know how many dreams I'll encounter along the way.

in order to touch the truth.

Shi Qi walked to the stove and took out two pieces of charcoal from it, one of which was handed to the black dragon.

She reached out and put a black thread on each of the black dragon and her wrist.

"Every time I encounter a dream, I draw a horizontal line on my arm, and now you and I have each experienced a dream, as one, to avoid the memory being tampered with or other situations later."

Shi Qi was a little embarrassed, how did he feel that this ancestor was quite cold at the beginning, but now he is a bit like a dragon cub.

"Well, there are many books in the Divination Sect, and the books say it." Shi Qifang lied without changing his color.

"There are also a lot of books in Si Tianjian, and every time he came to see me, he would bring them to me, but after a long time, he never came to see me again."

"For example, that book, Si Tianjian Persona?"

She suddenly remembered the young man holding a white umbrella in the rain, holding a book and a handkerchief in his hand.

Probably Heluo book?

Speaking of which, she hasn't seen Heluoshu's appearance yet.

For the first time, he reached out to block out the light in front of her.

The second time, Situ Ning stopped her from taking off the handkerchief.

The third time, she took off the veil, but the rain was pouring down, lightning and thunder, and only a vague figure could be seen.

Shi Qi shook his head, and took the opportunity to reach out and touch the black dragon's coral-like dragon horns.

"My senior brother and sister, ah, the people and monsters in Chang'an City are waiting for us, the lives of thousands of people, but there is no time to stay alone."

"The best way to wake someone who falls asleep without hearing a sound is to do this."

The black dragon stretched out his hand, gestured with a hand knife, and made a splitting motion, revealing a little white teeth.

Shi Qi nodded approvingly, "We think the same." ”

Black Dragon and Shi Qi had a strip of cloth tied around their wrists, and a piece of black charcoal was placed around their waists.

They walked hand in hand and walked out of the deep and dark alley.

The system drew a route map in Shi Qi's mind, and went straight to the bright moon platform, counting down minute by minute.

Outside the alley, they stepped into the air and entered the next dream that I don't know who it was.

In front of a splendid and solemn palace, a white marble-paved staircase spreads down from the nine-story tower.

On the high platform hangs a waning moon.

The white jade platform is covered with blood, as if a blood-colored river is sloping down from the nine-story platform.

There were wreckage and arrows everywhere, as if they had experienced a tragic battle.

The world was drowned in a blood-red.

Shi Qi saw the young man on the nine-story tower, it was her senior brother, Gu Shiqiu.

Gu Shiqiu was dressed in a black shirt, with a long figure, a circle of fox fur around the collar, and a golden crown to tie up his long hair.

Gu Shiqiu, who was always smiling in Bu Shuzong, was not the same as him in his dream......

Gu Shiqiu looked down at the audience from the nine-story tower, as bright as the moon like an immortal, and his face was full of pain.

A young girl in a red dress walked up to him, her eyes bloodshot.

Her body was covered with whip marks, and her bones were visible.

The two holes in her eyes were hideous, pitch black, and there was no end in sight.

"Brother, my father and mother are dead, the country is not a country, and the people are dead, can you bring them back to life."

"Aren't you an immortal cultivator? If you can't even do these things by cultivating immortals, what kind of immortals are you cultivating, brother? ”

"Brother, the eyes of the winter solstice hurt so much. Brother, I hurt so much, brother, it hurts. ”

"Brother, why don't you open your eyes and look at me? Don't you know me, I'm the winter solstice. ”

"Brother, I'm your sister......"

Gu Shiqiu's face shed tears of pain, but it was like a gourd with a sawed mouth, and it was difficult to speak.

Gu Dongzhi jumped and fell from the tower.

Gu Shiqiu reached out to grab it, and jumped down as well.

Gu Dongzhi's body lying on the ground didn't move, and he didn't make a sound at all.

Blood spread under the red dress, and I don't know if it was the red of the skirt or the color of blood.

In the next moment, on top of the tower, Gu Dongzhi stood again, repeating the question.

Every sentence is heart-wrenching, and the voice is crying blood.

This is a collapsed world, a collapsed dream.

Shi Qi's footsteps were stuck in place, if it was Gu Dongzhi who died, then this was Gu Shiqiu's dream.

Ten thousand sorrows, ten thousand sorrows, and the hearts of people are difficult to settle, how can there be more than ten thousand?