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The secret action was quietly unfolded, and in the face of this crisis, Feng Linwan and the others continued to collect money and make a lot of money with a smile on their faces, as if they didn't know anything.

A person's dreams can have many layers.

The deeper you go, the more blurred your sense of self becomes.

In the depths, you will even forget who you are, and completely lose the ability to control your dreams.

To use a simple analogy.

Suppose Yunlang had the kind of dream he had in the spring.

In the most superficial dream, he could dream that the famous goddesses and fairies of the Star Age slept with him, served him carefully, and fought with him day and night.

This is actually the result of man's subconscious, which seems uncontrollable, but in fact it is still within his control.

It belongs to a kind of sublimation of the dark side of the inner heart.

And once the dream is deep, wait until Yunlang dreams that he is being analized by dozens of big men, and he can't get out of it, and it's useless to resist. This shows that he fell into a deep dream, and at this time, the so-called consciousness and reason are completely out of control.

At the same time, it is also the deepest place in people's hearts, the most difficult to understand and touch.

Dream soil, strictly speaking, is not Feng Linwan's dream alone.

Rather, it is based on Mirage Ball, and the law of the dreamlike godhead is used as masonry to create a special common dream.

In this huge dream feast, Feng Linwan was just a guide, and he was responsible for distributing tickets. Battalion Commander Guo and others, as a force of 'reality', interfered with this dream and participated as managers.

In this way, everyone basically preserves their sanity and lucid dreams, which are shallow.

It's almost completely overlapping with reality.

When Shi Zhenghong held the power of this token in his hand like a dream order, the entire dream soil was pulled and fell by the magical power of this token.

What was originally a thriving dream soil fell into a deeper dream world in an instant.

Between the whistling.

Every player feels the change in the soil of the dream.

The originally narrow earth, as if it had eaten some hormone, instantly expanded and enlarged.

At the same time, a more real sense of reality made them feel as if they were their real body, traveling through time and space, and coming here.

The mountains and rivers are rising, the sky is becoming more vast, the stars are brilliant, and the long wind is blowing.

Everyone looked up...

An indescribably huge beast, like a giant whale, leisurely wandering through the gaps of dreams, shuttling through the unreal.

"Dream creatures... Dream creatures of the mythic category. One player muttered to himself.

There are many people who have no culture, just one sentence: "Eagle... It's a blast!"

"Is this a game upgrade? Before, it seemed that we had misunderstood the head of the Feng regiment, and thought they were dead money. Unexpectedly, the purpose of earning money is to upgrade the game and enhance the experience... Very good, they should be praised. "Some players gathered together, looked at the surroundings of the rapid 'development' with great interest, and then gave Feng Lin Wan a thumbs up.

After all, many players are an easily satisfying creature.

You can 'make money', but you have to provide a gaming experience that matches it.

No plot, no picture quality, no new gameplay... Even the skin is the same game, and you still think about the dead pit money, that is, the moral quality is extremely low.

And the head of Feng himself, who was unanimously praised by everyone, sat alone on the top of the mountain at this time, setting off the wind and rain, sitting and watching the clouds roll up, so immortal.

"Empty city plan, such an old stalk, you are embarrassed to use it?"

"When you ruined my good deeds, you thought you had a lot of ability, but it turned out to be nothing more than that?" The Demon Lord, who was about a foot tall, had sharp horns and a hideous face, stood under an ancient pine, looked up at the sealed forest on the top of the mountain, and said sarcastic words in his mouth.

Having said that, he didn't rush the time and went straight to the action.

It's really because, it's a little hard to see through the sealing of Lin Wan.

Originally, I thought that I could use the dream order to pull the entire dream soil and fall into a deeper dream, so that Feng Lin Wan, the master of the dream soil, could lose the original spirit, and even forget himself, so that he could take the opportunity to seize the control of the entire real game.

But now it seems that there is a slight deviation.

Feng Linwan was not lost in the dream, but seemed awake.

I saw this Lin Wan dressed in white, sitting on the big bluestone on the top of the mountain.

With a wave of his long sleeves, a jade yaoqin appeared on his knees.

Gently caressing the strings, the pleasant sound of the piano flows out slowly like a spring in the mountains.

Shi Zhenghong, who was dressed in the skin of a demon lord, was stunned.

Then he suddenly laughed as if he realized: "I see! I didn't expect that you look despicable and shameless on the surface, but you didn't expect that deep down, you are actually a literary and artistic young man." I'm really underestimating you. ”

"In that case, let it be in my soul flag! From now on, you will stroke the harp every day, and you will not think about it. ”

After saying that, Shi Zhenghong took out a small black and cyan flag and shook the flagpole gently.

With the small flag waving.

Feng Linwan, who was originally sitting on the top of the mountain, playing the piano and making wind and rain, drinking and drinking for eternity, suddenly stiffened.

Then, involuntarily, along with a black mist, he was swept into the small flag.

Holding the small flag in his hand, Shi Zhenghong laughed.

is about to control the Yuan Shen of Feng Lin Wan and control the entire real game.

Suddenly found that he was imprisoned in place.

The original Honka, at some point, has turned into a ban like a net.

And the wind and rain of the mountain stream have become a sharp sword against him everywhere.

The small flag in his hand can't dispel all of this at all.

"There was a banquet in the deep cave of Taoyuan, a song of dancing and singing phoenixes. When I remember goodbye for a long time, I went out with tears to see each other. Like a dream, like a dream, the waning moon falls and the flowers are heavy. "Light singing, with the footsteps, but a person, turned out from outside the mountain, take a closer look... But who is it if it's not Feng Linwan?

"How come!" Shi Zhenghong was surprised.

Feng Lin said: "It's like a dream order, forcing the dream to fall, causing the entire dream soil to change drastically. ”

"It's a waste for such a treasure to fall into the hands of someone like you. But luckily... You've used it for me, but it's appropriate. ”

Seeing the horror in Shi Zhenghong's eyes, Feng Lin said proudly: "Are you wondering, why didn't I get hit? Because it's very simple! The owner of this dream soil is not me, and I am not the main body of the entire dream realm." ”

It's like a game needs a server.

The real game takes place in an empty dream, even if it interferes with reality through various transformations. But it still needs a carrier, that is, a person who dreams of this soil and can carry it.

Shi Zhenghong took it for granted that this person was Feng Lin Wan.

But now... He seems to be wrong?

"What? This can't be! I already know you well enough, with your character, how could you be willing to leave such an important place to someone else in charge? You are lying to me... Wait, you've talked to me so much, it's not in your character. If you are sure of victory, then you will definitely strike as soon as possible and determine the result. You're talking nonsense with me... It's because you don't have the certainty of victory. ”

"You're lying to me!" Shi Zhenghong said categorically, and then continued to shake the small flag.