"Welcome to [Floating Life Like a Dream] the most evil—the world of nightmares!"
Zhao Hai fell to the ground like that, and fell into a dream with a calm face.
Ru Yan asked strangely: "Miss, if you let him die in a dream like this, won't it be too cheap for him?"
Even if it is a nightmare, there is no real pain...
Before the thought was finished, Ruyan's eyes widened in shock.
I saw Zhao Hai, who was lying on the ground, began to grow old at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His hair was gray, his face was wrinkled, and his teeth were falling out one by one.
In the end, his hair fell out, his nails fell off one by one, his body became bent, and his bones would shatter if he touched them casually.
And the expression on his face was terrified and desperate all the time, as if he wanted to die immediately.
"This... what's going on here?"
Muyan smiled quietly 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 is similar to a fantasy world, a dream for a moment, when he wakes up, his soul has already experienced everything Reincarnation."
"What he experienced in the dream was a purgatory that ordinary people can't imagine, and he couldn't die in it, and he couldn't escape. He could only go through it over and over again until he woke up a quarter of an hour later."
Zhao Hai suddenly opened his eyes, trembling and trying to speak, but found that he could only make an old hoarse voice.
He was too old to hear a sound, nor could he utter a complete sentence.
He thought he had escaped from the dream, but in fact, he returned to the nightmare of reality.
His soul is trapped in the old body, every breath is a sore spot, and he can feel the pain of fracture when he lifts his arm lightly.
And he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide.
Listening to Muyan's narration, everyone in Ruyan and Mingyan Army were dumbfounded.
Then the [Floating Life Is Like a Dream] that I had heard during my usual training sounded, and Qi Qi shivered.
The thought of falling into such a terrible dream is really scarier than dying a hundred times.
Muyan condescendingly looked down at Zhao Hai, who was drooling on the ground, showing his aging state, and said with a sneer: "You have defiled so many young girls, isn't it just to keep youth forever? Since you are so afraid of old age, then you are in old age, Slowly enjoy the taste of death coming!"
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"Haotian, Haotian!"
Feng Haitang suddenly jumped up from the bed, aiming for the familiar room furnishings, and...
"Miss, I... am I saved?" She touched her chest in a daze. Has disappeared without a trace.
Feng Haitang looked at the beautiful girl sitting by the bed, her eyes were a little moist, "Miss, you saved me again? Where is Haotian? How is he?"
Muyan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, he's fine, he's alive and kicking like you. Now he's probably... dealing with some things."
Feng Haitang was overjoyed at first when he heard the words.
Then subconsciously looked around, the joy in his eyes was replaced by disappointment and sadness a little bit.
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 was an insurmountable moat.
After all, there can only be fate and no part
Why? Why can't even death stop them, but they still can't be together