"Welcome to the Nightmare World, the Worst of Evil!"

Zhao Hai fell to the ground like that, falling asleep calmly.

Ruyan said strangely: "Miss, if you let him die in a dream like this, will it be too cheap for him?"

Even if it's a nightmare, there's no real pain to come......

Before the thought could be finished, Ruyan's eyes widened in shock.

I saw Zhao Hai lying on the ground, and he began to grow old at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The hair is gray, the skin is wrinkled, and the teeth are falling out one by one.

Eventually, his hair fell out, his nails fell off one by one, his body was rickety, and his bones shattered at the slightest touch.

And the look on his face was terrified and desperate all the time, as if he wanted to die immediately.

"This ...... What's going on?"

Mu Yan smiled faintly and said, "The extremely evil dream that floats like a dream, it is said to be a dream, but it is not just a dream. It's similar to the illusory realm, dreaming for a while, and when he wakes up, his soul has gone through all kinds of reincarnations. ”

"What he experienced in his dreams was a purgatory that ordinary people could not imagine, and he could not die or escape in it, but could only go through it over and over again, until, a quarter of an hour later, he woke up. ”

Zhao Hai opened his eyes suddenly, trembling and wanting to speak, but found that he could only make an old hoarse ahhh

He was too old to hear any sound or utter a complete sentence.

He thought he had broken free from his dream, but in reality, it was a nightmare that he had returned to reality.

His soul was trapped in an old shell, every breath was a pain, and he could feel the pain of a broken bone with a slight lift of his arm.

And he didn't even have the strength to kill himself.

Listening to Mu Yan's narration, the people of Ruyan and the Stygian Flame Army were simply dumbfounded.

Then he heard the [Floating Dream] that he had heard during his daily training, and they all shivered.

The thought of falling into such a nightmare is worse than dying a hundred times.

Mu Yan condescendingly looked at Zhao Hai, who was drooling on the ground and was showing his old appearance, and sneered: "Aren't you defiling so many girls just to stay young forever? Since you are so afraid of old age, then you can slowly enjoy the taste of death in old age!"

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"Haotian, Haotian!"

Feng Haitang jumped up from the bed suddenly, and entered the familiar room furnishings, as well as ......

"Miss, I'...... Am I saved?" she touched her chest blankly, it was refreshing, there was no sticky blood, no sword through the question, and the pain in her body had disappeared without a trace.

Feng Haitang looked at the beautiful girl sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes moistened a little, "Miss, you saved me again?

Mu Yan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, he's fine, just as lively as you." Now probably ...... It's dealing with something. ”

Feng Haitang was first overjoyed when he heard this.

Then he subconsciously looked around, and the joy in his eyes was replaced by disappointment and sadness.

Yan Haotian was fine, but he didn't want to stay by her side.

So, is he still unwilling to accept himself?

Even if he really loves himself, even if he can die for himself, but ......

But between the two of them, there is an insurmountable barrier.

After all, there can only be fate?

Why? Why can't even death stop them, but they still can't be together?

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