Nezha sat up violently.

Just now, it was another dream?

Nezha wiped the cold sweat off his head and got out of bed.

Tonight is a dark night, a cold night, a silent night.

Nezha lit the candles on the candlesticks, and the candlelight illuminated the dark night.

"Knock knock!!!

There was a quick knock on the door, and the force, frequency, and even rhythm of the knock were exactly the same as in the dream!

At this time, Nezha suddenly realized that everything in the dream just now seemed to have come true in reality.

Or rather, it wasn't a dream at all!

Nezha was taken aback by his sudden thought.

But he quickly calmed down.

"Knock knock!

Nezha walked to the door, he jumped and jumped out directly.

Outside the door............ No one!

Outside Tianfu Palace, it was empty, and not a single ghost shadow could be seen.

Nezha jumped again and jumped back.

"Squeak............ the familiar sound of the door opening sounded.

Nezha subconsciously turned his head, and in the next second, his head flew out............

Nezha woke up again.

The moment he opened his eyes, he turned into an afterimage and went directly to the outside of the gate.

The night wind was blowing, and in the dark night, there was no sound other than the sound of the wind.

As soon as Nezha stretched out his hand, the fire-tipped spear appeared in his hand.

Nezha clutched the fire-tipped spear tightly and looked around with a wary expression.

"Knock knock!!!

A familiar knock on the door!

Nezha turned around, but there was no one around at all!

There was no one, but the knocking continued.

"Knock knock!!!

There was a knock on the door, it seemed to be coming from inside the door!

Nezha leaned over little by little, and the moment he walked to the door, he pulled the door open.

Inside the door............ No one.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Nezha feels that the temperature around him is lower, and the night is colder.

Nezha walked in as if walking on thin ice.

The moment he walked in the door, there was a "bang", and the door behind him closed by itself.

Nezha subconsciously turned his head, and at this moment, his head flew out again............

Nezha opened his eyes, and this time, he didn't get out of bed in a hurry.

And he lay on the bed, quietly.

"Knock knock!!!

Sure enough, after a while, the knock on the door reached his ears again.

But Nezha was unmoved, he was lying on the bed, no matter how eager the knock on the door was, he was unmoved.

"Knock knock!!!

I don't know how long it took, but the knocking finally stopped.

The knock on the door stopped, but another voice came.

"Squeak............

It's the sound of the door opening!

Nezha was agitated and quickly sat up.

The room was dark, and with a wave of Nezha's hand, the candles in the house lit up.

But at the moment when the candle was lit, Nezha's head flew out............

Nezha didn't know how many times he had woken up.

The taste of death is not at all pleasant.

Although he didn't feel anything at the moment of death, after every death, the fear of death was deeply seared in his heart.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is the process of waiting for death - you know that you will die, but you can't change it, you can only wait quietly for death to come, this process is more terrifying than death.

Nezha sat up, and with a wave of his hand, the candles in the room lit up.

He sat on the couch and waited quietly for death to come.

"Knock knock!!!

The knock was followed by the sound of the door opening.

"Squeak............

In the silence of the night, the sound pierced the eardrums.

But Nezha didn't even open his eyes.

Quiet, as quiet as death.

Suddenly, the candles in the house went out.

Although Nezha's eyes were closed, he seemed to feel something, only to see him jump up suddenly, and at this moment, the spear also pierced out.

However, he didn't stab anything.

In the darkness, it seemed that something was approaching him!

In the next second, the candle lit up, and Nezha's head flew out............

Nezha opened his eyes, and this time, he actually smiled.

"Knock knock!!!

A familiar knock on the door.

Nezha stretched and walked slowly to the door, and he pulled the door open.

Outside the door............ No one.

Nezha closed the door and turned around.

"Squeak............

The door opened, Nezha turned around, and at this moment, Nezha's fire-tipped spear also stabbed out.

Behind him............ It turned out to be himself!

"Nezha" behind him was holding Nezha's fire-tipped spear and was smiling weirdly.

"Who is the demon, who dares to be presumptuous in front of the master!"

Nezha and "Nezha" fought together, and these two not only looked exactly the same, but even had the same moves.

One hundred rounds later.

The two Nezha distanced themselves.

Now, no one can tell which of them is real and which is fake.

Suddenly, a Nezha threw a fire-tipped spear and jumped into the air.

How could the other Nezha let go of this opportunity, he jumped with a fire-tipped spear.

I saw a white shadow passing by.

Nezha on the left grabbed the spear with his hand, and at the same time, the Qiankun ring in his hand smashed on Nezha's head on the right.

"Smack"!

Nezha's head on the right is shattered.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly became nothing, and everything was slowly disappearing. Immediately after, dazzling white light poured in from all directions............

Nezha opened his eyes, and he found himself in the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

In front of him was a shattered black hole.

To his left, the phantom was half-kneeling on the ground, and there was still a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, apparently, he was dead.

"Third prince?" Sun Wukong's voice came from behind.

"Great Sage?" Nezha blurted out.

"Third prince, Lao Sun knows that you will definitely be able to come out!" Sun Wukong ran and jumped to Nezha's side and patted him on the shoulder vigorously.

At this time, Nezha suddenly stretched out his hand, and he kept rubbing Sun Wukong's monkey face.

"Third prince, what are you doing?"

After pinching for a while, Nezha suddenly laughed and said, "You are real!"

"What is really fake, third prince, you are afraid that you will be dazed by the illusion. Sun Wukong said.

As soon as he heard the word "illusion", Nezha's heart twitched, and he gasped as he thought about everything he had experienced in the illusion.

"This illusion is really terrifying, I almost died in it, ............" Nezha said with palpitations.

"yes. Sun Wukong nodded and said: "Such a powerful illusion is an audience of Old Sun Pingsheng." A fantasy within a fantasy, a dream within a dream, it's incredible. ”

Speaking of this, Sun Wukong seemed to remember something, only to see him walk up to the illusion and kick it gently.

The phantom fell, and the next moment, he turned into a plume of black smoke that dissipated into the air............