Chapter 172

Everyone looked at the figure sleeping in the fog.

They leaned over carefully.

The figure wrapped in the fog seems to be calling softly among them.

As he breathed, the mist shrank.

It looks strange and terrible, inexplicable but it has a sacred feeling.

As people approached the fog.

It's dark!

People looked up in surprise and saw a strange blood moon hanging on the sky.

In the blood month, countless tentacles spread down.

These tentacles entangle with each other and turn into a ladder.

Dressed in a tight ancient lady's clothes, the whole person was shrouded in evil and crazy women, and walked down the stairs.

He had a fan in his hand, which covered his face.

No one can see the man behind the fan.

No one wants to see it.

Slowly, with everyone watching, he walked down the stairs.

Before the fog.

He bent slightly and knelt on one knee to the figure in the mist.

Countless monsters appear from him.

These monsters, like toads, are covered with a thick, gray liquid.

But their heads are pink.

In the front part like a kiss, countless tentacles stretch.

Innumerable points of light, shining in these tentacles.

Just looking at these monsters, all people, including the guards of the royal guards who have just regained their senses and regained consciousness, feel a kind of shiver and terror from the depths of their souls!

"Ha..." These toad like monsters look up at the moon with a chilling whistling sound.

As a result, countless tentacles fell from the blood moon on the top of the head.

These tentacles are dragging, winding, a mirror.

The mirror is dragged by them to the fog.

There was a man sitting in the mirror.

Wearing a suit of armor and holding a sword, he sat on what seemed to be a stool, facing the other end of the mirror.

"Your Highness!" Ma Jinzhong saw the man in the mirror and immediately exclaimed.

And everyone saw the details of the other end of the mirror.

Countless waves of filth roll and roar on the other side of the mirror, rushing out of the mirror!

But

The man sitting on the stool, wearing armor and holding a long sword, sent out bursts of bright light.

This aura builds this mirror.

It also builds a line of defense against the waves.

But

His body, already withered and emaciated.

Under the armor, it was almost empty.

Obviously, he has run out of food, but with instinct in the last futile resistance.

It seems to have sensed the change.

The countless waves of filth roared.

"Moon beast!" In the waves, a deformed and twisted monster, just like a meat ball, raised by countless pitch like liquid, angrily asked, "why betray me?"

"Didn't we have an agreement already?"

"On the day of my resurrection, I will give you 100 million souls."

The toad like monsters ignored his roars and questions.

It's a collective look at the presence of a lady in uniform and a fan.

It seems that this is their master.

"The frail and tiny creature of mankind..." The woman with the fan suddenly opened her mouth, but his voice was not like a woman or a man at all.

It's like the roar of countless wild animals.

Just listen, it makes people feel the soul tremble, will shake.

"How ridiculous it is He said softly.

"Even the so-called gods are the same..."

"Just some toys..."

"I was going to ask you and your brother to play a good play..."

"Let me have a little fun in the eternal and endless years..."

"But..." He sighed, "my master, I love the divine taste of you and your brother."

"No way!" He shrugged his shoulders and began to laugh. The laughter was crazy and terrible: "who told you that after your death, your divinity has been fully fermented and produced a flavor that the great masters like?"

Just listen, all the people present, can't help falling into endless madness.

At this time, one after another of the light balls, from the sky, fell on these people who were about to go crazy and produce distortion.

"OK, ok..." The presence in the official dress put down the fan that covered his face.

His real body appears.Huge and bloated body, carrying countless dream world, countless tentacles, flying, rising.

Any human being, even if only a glimpse of his real body, will immediately collapse and be twisted into a mass of meat!

"I see. I can't let the master notice any trace in his dream!"

"Otherwise, the master will wake up early!"

In the bloated and huge body, the terrible mouthparts made a maddening sound.

But even if it is such a terrible and terrible monster, but also extremely afraid, even afraid of his master son's awakening!

Because he knows better than anyone else.

If his master wakes up early, no one can bear the consequences!

Even he can't afford it!

He looked at the master who was sleeping in the mist.

I looked at everything in the mirror again.

So, in his huge and bulky body, the tentacles stretch out to the mirror, directly penetrate the mirror, and go deep into the sea of billowing sewage.

And then, effortlessly, he pulled out a twisted piece of meat.

"The master loves your taste The scream of his terror came out.

He was afraid that his master would wake up early.

But he was more afraid. When the master woke up, he found that he had not carried out his will and thought well!

In that case

He knows his fate!

So

He had to do it even if he knew that it might not be good to do so!

Moreover, the unconditional execution of any command of the master is in itself the only meaning and value of his countless incarnations.

So his tentacles threw the meat into the mist.

In the fog soon came a person's scalp numb chewing and crazy gnawing sound.

"Delicious!" There was a murmur in the mist: "it's so refreshing!"

"It's delicious

Listening to these sounds, the huge and bloated monster was extremely satisfied.

He is in a good mood!

Then he looked at the toad monsters.

"You've all seen..." So he said, "you can't stay!"

So he opened his big mouth.

Countless tentacles, one by one, rolled up those toad monsters, one by one into his mouth.

Although, these monsters are his family members and slaves.

But

His creed has always been - only the dead cannot speak!

"The rest is up to you!" He belched and said to the balls of light.

The whole person disappears from the spot in an instant.

The blood moon on the sky also disappeared.

The ball of light slowly shakes.

A huge evil pupil appears in the sky.

Then, slowly, slowly, there is power from the evil pupil overflow.

This power has fixed time, distorted time, even more distorted time, but also altered everyone's memory.

It allows them to recover from madness and distortion.

But also forget what happened before.

A moment later, countless light spots rose from this nightmare world.

They turn into meteors and fly to the sky.

And originally dull nightmare game participants, also opened their eyes one by one.

They looked at the dots of light that were flying towards the sky.

They looked again at the figure sleeping in the mist.

A new memory clip comes out of their mind.

Just now, the remnant of the rain master attempted to attack while the people in the fog were sleeping.

Then, he was pulled into the fog by the man in the fog when he was sleeping soundly.

Then, it was eaten

Was eaten

Eat

They still remember the greedy chewing sound, the terrible gnawing sound.

Rain master!

Once a powerful God, became a snack after dinner!

But

The unknown being in the fog, then gently waved his hand and performed an unheard of technique.

The whole nightmare world is purified.

Now, those light spots in the sky are the heroes of the federal Empire who have fallen here!

They're going home now!

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Ling Ping'an felt like he had a dream.

Dreams are fantastic.

For a while, he was a passionate musician who loved art.

Favorite in the middle of the stage, beating a strange drum.

Bang bang bang!Listening to the drums, the audience gave out harsh and enthusiastic cheers.

After a while, he seems to be in his kitchen, holding a knife, is cutting a fat rich and cooked tuna.

And a couple of bites!

It's delicious!

It's like chicken!

Bite in the mouth, even more crunchy!

But the problem is

When did tuna taste like chicken?

For a while, he dreamt of his aunt, holding his cheek, sitting in the counter and looking at him: "Xiao Ping An, give me a blind date, asshole!"

He was so scared that he woke up.

He found himself lying on the sofa, his cell phone screen was dark, and the sun was falling in from the window sill.

"So I fell asleep playing games..." He patted his chest: "that's why I dream!"

"It's terrible!"

Thinking of his little aunt, he was still in a state of fear.

The aunt had better travel in Nanyang for three or five months!

Well

In the near future, anyway, Ling Ping An doesn't welcome her here.

He picked up his cell phone and looked at the screen. It was dead!

He quickly took his cell phone to recharge.

At the same time, the brain begins to recall its own experiences in the game.

"The copy will be dropped in half of the copy..." He felt a little guilty: "will I be scolded?"

But he can't help it!

Quickly charge and power on. When he wants to log in again, he is told: Dear player, the server of nightmare legend is under maintenance!

But you can log in the nightmare dependents' command device to manage your dependents and dependents' land!

"Alas..." Ling Ping An sighed: "little red hand, I can't help you..."

He looked out at the sky.

It's morning, at least ten o'clock.

So, even if he can log in to the game, I'm afraid it's too late.

But it's just a game!

Therefore, spiritual peace is not in mind.

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Yunnan Province, on the Bank of Nujiang River, Mopan Mountain, beautiful scenery, tourists.

This is the most famous Memorial Hall of the federal empire.

In history, Taizu, Taizong and Gaozong have come here many times and held grand public sacrificial ceremonies to comfort the heroes who have been sleeping here for a long time.

At the foot of Mopan Mountain, there is a kneeling statue of a sinner who imitates the kneeling statue of Qin Hui in front of Yue Wumu's tomb in West Lake.

Wu Changbo, Hong JiuHeng, Shang Yuanji

At this time, just at noon.

Most of the tourists entered the mausoleum and the restaurants and hotels in the scenic area to rest.

Under the hot sun, there were few people.

Only a small number of staff and some security personnel, in Mopan Mountain patrol.

Suddenly

From afar came the high sounding battle song.

"If you don't see me, the army will be at the end of the Han Dynasty. If you have a weak crown, please wear a long tassel." People follow the sound and see an army with bright armour and neat military appearance, standing in a long line and marching forward with great strides, singing the song of the army made by Taizu when he was a teenager!

"If you don't see me, ban Dingyuan, the light cavalry of the Jedi will urge the battle clouds!" A team of thousands of people, neat and orderly!

They came out of the woods, they came out of the river.

In the rough sea, stride forward!

"A man should be a man of great danger. Should he let the Confucian crown miss his life?" The leader of the general, dressed in heavy armour, iron dignified.

The staff looked at him blankly.

The familiar face.

"General!" Some people exclaimed, "General Ma has become a saint!"

With this exclamation, there was another excited cry: "it's Mr. Chen qice!"

He saw a beautiful man in white, elegant, as if coming out of history.

When this army, which seems to have come out of the long river of history, has really embarked on the road of Mopan Mountain.

The staff and a few tourists are crazy!

"It's your highness!"

"The son of a prince!"

Yizu family, full of loyalty!

Insist on resistance, never compromise, die for the whole family, die for the country!

Textbooks and textbooks, a detailed description of the Yizu family's bravery and fearlessness!

More importantly, it is under the influence of the Yizu family that emperor Taizu had the determination not to compromise but to fight to the end.

Therefore, in the world when thousands of horses are silent, Taizu moved against the tide, to Yizu remnant as the family base, and set out again!

Finally, after arduous struggle, we completed the great cause of recovering the world!

Besides Yizu, the emperor Yongan had the greatest influence on Taizu.

The other is undoubtedly the son of Yizu.At this moment, as like as two peas, the young man is riding on the horse, and the statue is exactly the same as the textbook.

They strode along.

I went to the cast iron kneeling.

"Pooh!"

Everyone spits!

Thousands of people, one mouthful.

Kneeling cast iron statue, in saliva, slowly melting.

"The Castle Peak is lucky to bury his loyal bones, and the white iron casts an innocent courtier!" This poem appears in everyone's heart!

And that army, already through the cast iron statue.

They strode forward to the cemetery on the top of the mountain.

"If Kuang Nai's country is in danger, it's hard to stop fighting for galloping!"

"Abandon my pen in the past and write about my wartime glory..."

The song is getting farther and farther away.

But there are more and more people.

Countless tourists came out like crazy.

Countless mobile phones and cameras are taking pictures crazily.

But the photos, except for the picturesque Mopan Mountain in the hot summer, have nothing!

There is no army that they see in their eyes.

Of course

Another piece of evidence remains.

Molten iron melted by saliva!

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