The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south.

Zhang Yang is dreaming.

It's amazing that he's dreaming, and he knows he's dreaming.

He was not sure whether he was in the dream dimension, because he didn't see those dream guardians and his dream fortress. Although the dream fortress was half collapsed by the concussion of his soul last time, he could reasonably say -

with a long sigh, Zhang Yang gave a silent sigh to those dream guardians in his heart. In the fourth sequence, these are equivalent to killing poison Hunters are almost alone.

The front is foggy, the rear is foggy, the left is foggy, but on the right, it seems to be black and white fog.

Zhang Yang patted his mind and felt helpless for the strange ideas that suddenly appeared in his mind. It's really not my fault.

In the depth of his memory, he did not know how long it took him to find a book. No, it was a bamboo slip. This was the 300 self-help strategies given to him by the Mengling team leader at the beginning, which was called Mengmeng survival.

It's amazing. It's obviously a dream, but Zhang Yang really feels a cold bamboo slip in his hand. His fingers slip by, and the bamboo slip becomes greasy, like a hand just cut off. But it's too low-level.

Zhang Yang is a little disgusted, but the next moment, under his gaze, the hand of the woman simplified by bamboo will take root and sprout, blossom and release leaves. The flower is a flower that has never been seen before, and the stamens inside will shake with the wind, which is very beautiful. But if you look closely, eh, what about the fog around?

Is the fog gone and replaced by a huge jade white building? And it looks familiar.

"So, I became a stamen? It's really bad taste. "

Zhang Yang thinks like this, but he still disdains these methods. At least he is a mysterious and unknown big guy. Well, wait a minute. He looks at a big guy in the sky and looks down. Because of the difference between the two sides, it takes Zhang Yang a second to recognize that even if he is 10000 times bigger, he is still so handsome.

"Me, looking at me?"

Zhang Yang had a cold war. It seemed that something unknowingly fierce had mixed in - it was another stamen.

"Ah

exaggerated, as like as two peas, screamed for 0.1 seconds, because at this moment, it was a little strange, because there were seventy or eighty of the flowers in the petals, but the top of the seventy or eighty stamens were all at the same level.

And the number of stamens is increasing. As long as there is a super large head on the top, that is to say, as long as the outside one looks at the petals and stamens because of curiosity and carelessness, he will immediately fall into this endless curse and become a stamen.

"Day

Zhang Yang looks at seven or eight of himself and stares at each other. They're not too flustered. They're all confident. Don't you think that in this case, releasing the soul shock can be done?

Or, you are all fake, only I am real?

No, I won't be fooled. It's unwise to kill each other in this situation. Even if other publicity is false, what if it's true? After all, it's a dream.

The enemy is very powerful.

In the twinkling of an eye, Zhang Yang finds out 17 or 8 kinds of traps or routines that may exist. But almost at the same time, the generous skull outside still can't help looking down at the flowers, so there are more and more stamens in the petals, from dozens to hundreds to thousands, especially tens of thousands in a twinkling of an eye.

"Why don't you try soul shock?"

Zhang Yang can't help thinking, and other Zhang Yang's face also shows hesitation. Obviously, everyone's nature is reckless, and the stability of appearance is just camouflage.

"This kind of publicity is repeated. How much publicity there is. I'll give up the routine of publicity waiting for tomorrow. Boss, take me as an apprentice!"

Zhang Yang once again flashed this idea in his heart. Now he is basically certain that he has met the real ghost hitting the wall, that is, the big guy who has the ancient law of annihilation virus.

The other side didn't make a move, or only made a move once, and the rest was Zhang Xiahui, who was enjoying himself.

"The realization of thinking consciousness is awesome! I'm ready to take it! "

Zhang Yang shouts out. In an instant, other Zhang Yang also shouts the same sentence. This is not echo, repeater or projection, but all Zhang Yang think of the key to the problem at this moment.

That is - as long as he keeps thinking, then every idea will immediately materialize and become a new publicity.

And the new publicity will continue to think wildly because of the unfamiliar environment, so more publicity is embodied.

It's faster than asexual reproduction!

And although this is in the dream level, if Zhang Yang can't find out the key, then once this realization is snowballed down, his true spirit will probably collapse.

Don't understand?

In fact, is desperately in the mind of stuffing junk files ah, there are always moments of collapse.Fortunately, Zhang Yang gave himself a code name called Zhang Xiahui.

"I think we can now talk about the calm kind."

A strange voice rang out in Zhang Yang's heart, "you let me go, I don't interfere with you, how is everyone happy?"

Publicity doesn't listen, doesn't see, doesn't want, doesn't talk.

"Ha ha, that's meaningless. The rules of the game are mine. I can let the game go on at any time. Your true spirit is very strong, but you can't hold a billion of your own accumulation."

Publicity doesn't listen, doesn't see, doesn't want, doesn't talk.

"How long can you hold on like this? Now your consciousness sinks into the dream universe I created. Your guards in the dream dimension don't know what happened to you at all. Outside, people around you just think that you are sleeping behind closed doors. Even if you want to start the boat of death, you can't do it. Do you have the ability to spend it with me? Anyway, I have been suppressed for three times, and the river has changed its course. I still care about your little resistance? "

"No, you care!"

All of the publicity suddenly opened his eyes, coincidentally, a roar.

The soul vibrates, does not shock endlessly!

"Damn it

Zhang Yang only heard a scold, and then he completely fainted. So many of himself started the soul concussion at the same time, of course, he could burst out of the unknown big man's dream universe, but it was absolutely a disaster of killing 100 enemies and hurting 8000 people.

But I do!

Even in a coma, you show a smile at the corner of your mouth. If you are rude, you play tricks and routines for me in my territory. I have to say that you are not lucky enough.

It's not self willed, it's soul concussion. For him, that's what it is.

Sure enough, in less than half a day, publicity wakes up, and the spirit is great.

There's no way. His true spirit has long been immune to the concussion of the soul. Otherwise, how dare Zhang Yang trust so much?

Comparatively speaking, what he is really weak is his body.

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