Chapter 2299

Many stories are always born in the loss of love, loss of innocence, loss of freedom, loss of youth, loss of anything, almost can be used to write a story.

The difference lies only in the various skins, whether the performance in these stories affects people's hearts.

If you can, then the story will be staged.

If not, they will be left in the land of dreams, the castle of dreams, on bookshelves that sleep demons will never remember.

But now the cracks in the sky of dream country are still the same. Emptiness has replaced faith. What is "lost" is missing, but the story about dream country is missing.

"So what are we doing here?"

Bobo doesn't like this kind of place very much, because in the dream world, there are rabbits who can speak in vest, hedgehogs crossing the road with apples on their backs, Little Red Riding Hood's basket contains Uzi submachine guns, and bean eaters made up of pixels are running around.

He felt that he was ordinary here. People would not even look at him when they saw a talking orangutan.

On earth, he hated the sight of visiting rare animals. However, when he arrived here, he was afraid of being ignored or forgotten.

Although he is an orangutan, he has the same problem as a human being, that is, he wants to go back to the main world now, and then strides on the street, facing the surprised eyes from all directions, he says "really sweet".

But he couldn't do it. He could only follow the death knell and chatter endlessly.

The two men and a scarlet entered the dream country by way of hell. The war between angels and demons in the dimension always full of sulfur smell was still going on. Fortunately, Maggie Ken was obviously satisfied with so many videos given to her last time by the death knell. She also called several people in reverse, which enabled them to enter the dungeon.

Su Ming threw a cigarette to Bobo behind him, waved hello to the rabbits who had a picnic on the roadside and said, "the clown has provided me with Luther's latest ideas. The bald head thinks that the laughter virus is not only an infectious disease, but also the hypnotic effect of metal. The source of hypnosis is the words and deeds of the laughing bat. If it's hypnosis, we can try our luck in the land of dreams, and if we can find the corresponding dreams, we can at least save Donna and them

"Do you believe the clown?" Bobo caught the smoke, lit the fire and took a puff, his black hair face wrinkled like an old farmer worried about the harvest: "if he really got mixed up with Luther, I don't think he can be trusted."

With her arms in her arms, Hally walked quietly to one side. She didn't have to worry about being peeped at, and she didn't have to continue acting. She was much more relaxed.

She didn't understand a lot of what the orangutan and the death knell said, so she didn't have any meaning. She was a doctor, but she couldn't cure the world, even that person could not be completely cured.

"In addition, Luther's situation says that I got the thinking Superman and killed pepetua. His world outlook must also be impacted. A smart man like him can't go to the dark all the way. As long as he makes remedial action, do you think Superman will kill him? Or will Batman kill him? "

Su Ming also lit a cigarette and looked up at the smiling "father-in-law sun" in the sky, but he didn't feel any warmth on his body. He shook his head and went on to say:

"but the clown is the one we don't have to doubt. Our purpose is to kill the laughter and save the multiverse. His purpose is to kill the laughter so as to take back the stage of him and Batman, In the case of a common interest, the clown will definitely do his best. "

"But he is a madman." Bobo moved the detective cap on his head, and the beast sighed: "a madman is unpredictable. We must take measures against him."

Su Ming nodded his head and walked quickly along the path in the woods. The sound of hearing the sound came from the bushes beside the road. A pair of green eyes were hidden in the dark, but it didn't matter.

"Or why do you think I'm going to switch Harry and Dr. quezer? In order to restrain the clown and not kill him at the same time, I was prepared for that

The orangutan knew it would be like this. He bared his teeth to his master in the Bush, scared away a fox in his tuxedo and said:

"well, as long as you are prepared, I don't want to worry about any orangutan."

"Don't worry, my hairy secretary." Su Ming chuckled and flicked the ash, walked briskly out of the forest belt, and looked at the gorgeous white castle in the distance: "I never fear that there are madmen in my allies, but I'm afraid that there are fools. Madmen represent infinite possibilities, while fools only represent the lower limit of human wisdom and create irreparable evil results."

When she heard this, she couldn't help sighing. She climbed onto the shoulder of the knell and squatted there: "I've been dealing with the magic world for decades. I know that our world is a world where only mental patients can save the world. That's why I'm worried. You're obviously not a mental illness."

"Oh, thank you for the compliment." Su Ming grinned and rubbed the monkey's head. The black hair felt very dry, and even could feel the existence of salt. Ghost knows how long the orangutan hasn't washed his hair: "but how can you be sure I'm not crazy enough? Maybe I'm laughing in my heart all the time, maybe? ""Gee!" Bobo laughed and shrunk his shoulders and told a joke: "then you occupy the two points of smile and darkness. As long as I stick two sharp ears on your head, then our universe will be saved."

"Bat fist warning!" Su Ming knocked on the monkey's head, and then restrained his smile. He said something serious: "do you find the situation wrong?"

"Yes, although I am not familiar with the dream country, I also know that the things in the dream should not be black and white, unless it is a dying dream." Bobo also got serious, lying down in the bell and whispered, "we went out of the forest, and many of the people we saw in the village were pure white and had no face."

As the orangutan said, it's totally different from the last time the death knell came.

A new kind of biological dream appeared in junior high school.

Their bodies are all white and crude, just like the models in the cupboard with no color on their faces@_ @This symbol replaces.

These monsters roam the roads and villages like ghosts, but they are not aggressive.

According to the reaction of the aborigines in the dream land, they seem to get along well, but the proportion of the population seems to be completely unbalanced, and this new species accounts for the majority.

They don't know how to speak. They just repeat some simple words, such as "work", "work", "labor", etc., which are murmuring in a low voice.

It sounds like nothing in itself, but when thousands of faceless models gather together and whisper the same words in the same frequency and tone, the scene is eerie.

"The dream country can't collapse, otherwise my story will not be able to support a world if other stories die out." Su Ming sighed and drew the God killer from his pocket: "well, I'll get a specimen first. The doctor is going to dissect it."

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