In the darkness, Xiao Cheng closed his eyes tightly.

He felt that he must have invaded Qi Xia's dream.

An eerie breeze swept through his skin, warm to the touch.

Although he couldn't smell anything in the dream, Xiao Cheng still felt that his nostrils were filled with a burst of hot gas.

It's a strange feeling, as if I'm not breathing air, but a strange gas.

At this time, every cell in his body was sending him a signal of danger, and his subconscious mind was also telling him that he should run away now, and he should never open his eyes.

It was as if he had invaded not someone's dreams, but the Infernal Hell of the Rakshasas.

Even if he didn't see anything, an instinctive reaction kept coming from the depths of his brain, and before he could open his eyes, he felt the hairs on his body stand up, and his back was cold.

Xiao Cheng has invaded dreams a few times, but he has never encountered a similar situation, as if this person's dream is not "extremely psychologically strong", but seems to be completely crazy.

"Brother Qi...... You helped me out...... I'll help you too...... You're not going to hurt me, are you? ”

Xiao Cheng slowly opened his eyes and faced Qi Xia's dream, but just this glance scared him so much that he almost lost his soul.

He had seen about seven or eight people's dreams, and neither ordinary dreams nor nightmares were as soul-striking as the sights in front of him.

Is this really a dream?

The first thing that caught Xiao Cheng's eyes was a large piece of blood red color, this is a very vast space, at a glance, it looks like the corner of a medium-sized city, but on closer inspection, whether it is the road under his feet or the buildings in his field of vision, without exception they are all made of beating dark red flesh.

The flesh was so red that it was pulsing slightly rhythmically, and a red mist of blood shrouded in it, and it was not quite accurate to say that it was "Infernal Hell", it felt more like it had been swallowed by a giant beast.

And in this reddish street, silently filled with countless figures, each of them lost their faces.

Their faces were like a smooth plane, and all their facial features were gone, and they were standing in place at this time, their facial muscles constantly squirming, as if they were making expressions, and as if they were opening their mouths to speak.

Xiao Cheng's blood was cold at this moment.

He noticed that none of the faceless people were moving, just standing there like scarecrows, and then he relaxed a little, and kept telling himself in his heart, "It's just a dream."

Then he raised his head and looked at the sky in a trance, and found that the sky here was also a huge piece of flesh and blood, with a large number of pulses beating slightly, as if this was really the body of something, and this blood-red sky was the stomach wall of the huge monster.

Fortunately, he couldn't smell the smell in his dreams, otherwise Xiao Cheng could have expected that this place would be filled with a stench that is difficult for humans to accept.

He swallowed, moving his gaze a little sluggishly, scanning the blood-red "sky" from left to right, and then froze in place again after a few seconds.

On this piece of flesh as huge as the sky, a huge moving eyeball was looking around, and at the same time that Xiao Cheng saw it, it also instantly turned its gaze and met Xiao Cheng's frightened gaze.

With just a glance, Xiao Cheng felt that his soul was withdrawn from his body, and the hairs on his back all stood up and rubbed against his clothes.

Why are there so big eyeballs in this world?

The pupils of the huge eyeballs kept twitching slightly, as if they were looking at him from above.

This eyeball grows on this flesh-and-blood sky...... Is this piece of flesh really a living creature?

If it's a living thing, what is it......

"It shouldn't be able to see me either......," Xiao Cheng muttered to himself, as if to cheer himself up, as if trying to find a way to comfort himself, "After all, I'm just an outsider...... I'm incompetent, it can't see my ......"

Having said that, the eyeballs were always staring at him, and Xiao Cheng could only look away from it, trying not to be affected by it.

It is said that "there are thoughts during the day, dreams at night", what does Qi Xia think about every day to make this treacherous nightmare?

While he was stunned, the sound of gurgling water reached his ears, and he turned his head to follow the sound of running water, and there was a tumbling "river" running through the middle of the city.

The river was some distance from itself, as if to make it easier for pedestrians to cross, and a small man-made arched bridge was built on it.

Xiao Cheng blinked and slowly walked towards the "river".

He stood on the arched bridge, and after being mentally prepared, he looked down, and the slimy blood collided and tumbled against each other, splashing countless blood splashes and flowing farther away.

If you take a closer look, there are big black fish in the small river, and they jump up along the churning splash fish, almost jumping on Xiao Cheng's face.

Xiao Cheng only realized at this time that these fish, like the people standing on the street, had no facial features at all.

They had neither mouths nor eyes, and their bare bodies were like a shuttle, shaking in front of Xiao Cheng for a moment before falling back into the river, splashing with blood.

It seems that they do not jump up to meet the people standing on the shore at all, but lack of oxygen.

They struggle in the river of blood, they want to live, but they can't breathe, they don't even have gills, how can they survive in the water?

No...... Even if they had gills, it wasn't water, it was a dark red and sticky river of blood.

Where is this "nightmare"?

It's real hell.

Xiao Cheng couldn't stop trembling, and it didn't take long for him to fall to his knees, holding the handle of the arched bridge and retching again and again.

He had met Qi Xia and had a simple conversation with Qi Xia, and the other party seemed to be in good spirits, but how could his inner world be like hell?

Does he see the world like this every day when he closes his eyes......?

Although Xiao Cheng has not entered many dreams, he always feels that only sociopathic maniacs can match this terrifying psychological world.

"What are you doing...... Xiao Cheng retched for a long time, then reached out and wiped his mouth, his whole body was still trembling uncontrollably.

Although he knew it was a dream, everything in the dream was too real.

He knelt on the ground and reached out to touch the arch bridge under his feet, only to find that the arch bridge really looked like it was made of flesh and blood, not only exuding a bright red color, but even slightly elastic.

Place your palm lightly on it and you can feel the heartbeat of the city.

Xiao Cheng asked himself if he would have such nightmares, he would rather choose never to sleep, otherwise it wouldn't be long before he would go crazy.

"No more...... I can't handle this "dream" ......"

Whether it is from the level of weirdness or the size of the scene, this "nightmare" is far beyond the scope of Xiao Cheng's interference, most people's dreams take place in a room or a fixed small area, but Xiao Cheng saw a blood red city here.

In this city, it is not necessary to say that it is necessary to find Qi Xia's destroyed state of mind, and even Qi Xia himself is very difficult.

Xiao Cheng slowly closed his eyes, then took a deep breath, and was about to cut off his "dream" on the spot, if he continued to stay here, what awaited him would only be death.

After a few seconds, Xiao Cheng's eyes opened slightly.

But what greeted him was not the "final place", it was still this red hell.