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Chapter 95 The Fourth Dream

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With the last hint of awakening, Wu Feng touched the bed, turned over, and walked down with all his might. The snoring sounded quickly, and he slept very sweetly, at least he had never slept so sweetly in the past year.

It was late at night, and the bright stars accompanied the moon, and the bright white light spread softly to the earth. The Taishan Temple was shrouded in the quiet night. Occasionally, there were a few yards with a fluctuations of breath, which were those who had not yet fallen asleep until late at night.

Wu Feng's snoring sound became more and more similar. If it weren't for the sound insulation of the room, I was afraid that the entire Taishan Temple would be able to hear it.

Another sweet snoring sound came out. Wu Feng slapped his mouth and turned his back. Perhaps he had adjusted his sleeping position, the snoring gradually turned into a heavy breathing. However, the breath became more and more rapid, and finally he was trembling, as if he was standing in the mouth of the north wind, shaking.

His whole body was startled. Wu Feng suddenly woke up from his dream and sat up suddenly. His violently undulating chest made his mouth wide open, and he sucked the air in big mouths. The cold sweat on his face slid down sharply, gathering on his chin, dripping and dripping.

After a long time, Wu Feng swallowed dryly, his dry throat felt extremely uncomfortable. Then he turned off the bed with a serious expression and grabbed the water cup on the table like a life-saving straw.

Gulu~gulu~ One cup after another, and finally, drinking no drop of water from the entire pot, Wu Feng's chest then calmed down a little.

With his still thrilling eyes staring at the slightly shaking candlelight, Wu Feng mustered up the courage to recall his dream just now.

......

As dark as night, Wu Feng came to a place. The dim torches and the bleak moonlight combined together can make people barely see the road under their feet.

The sound of lightning striking sounded faintly, and Wu Feng was very puzzled, because the sound did not come from the sky, but from the depths of darkness.

The sound of lightning and lightning was sometimes scattered, but it was enough to allow Wu Feng to find the source of sound. When he was fully alert, he finally stopped, not far from his feet were two or three iron nets the size of wellheads.

Pa~pa~

Just as Wu Feng was alert, the explosion sounded again. The purple-white light burst out from the bottom of the well, filtered by the iron net, and turned into a visible column of light on the cold walls around.

The purple-white light lasted for a few breaths. When the sound of lightning fell, the mysterious place was swallowed by the darkness again.

Wu Feng's brows became more and more tight, not only because of the dazzling lightning just now, but also because of the violent aura that burst out from the bottom of the well with the lightning. However, after a long time, curiosity still made him walk up, or it could not be called walking, moving, and his feet were against the ground, rubbing forward little by little.

Surprisingly, the sound of lightning struck no longer reminded me of the thunder and the dazzling purple-white lightning did not appear again. Wu Feng half-squatted on the edge of the iron net, and carefully stretched his head to look at it. The bottom of the well was pitch black.

After a long time, Wu Feng became more courageous and put his face closer to find something in the darkness. However, at this moment, lightning burst out with a crackling sound, and the dazzling lightning illuminated his vision again. Under the bottom of the well, a purple and white tiger was tied tightly by several iron chains as thick as buckets.

The iron chains rustled, and the tiger suddenly raised its head while fighting its huge body. The deafening tiger roar exploded. The lit fangs were sharper than the iron cone and sharper than the dagger.

With the cold and fierce pupils of the tiger, Wu Feng's heart shrank and retreated continuously until he hit the uneven cold wall. The severe pain from his back awakened him from his dream.

......

The cold sweat that finally stopped was seeping out on Wu Feng's forehead as he recalled the dream. Although it was a dream, everything seemed to be there, especially the moment he looked at the tiger, Wu Feng felt that his soul was hit violently.

"This should be the fourth dream!"

Don't dare to think about it again. Wu Feng forced his thoughts out of the dream. It was so terrible. Even if Jiuyou Bird appeared in the dream, he had never been so frightened. The suppression of blood and the impact of soul should be the anger of the divine beasts on mortals.

After a long time, Wu Feng calmed down.

Whether it is the dream of the abyss or the dream of the Jiuyou Bird, at first I thought it was to guide myself to die, but in the end, not only did it not die, but also gained a lot. Therefore, Wu Feng no longer had any doubts about the guidance of the dream.

The next destination will definitely be more complicated than Luofeng City, and the mysterious tiger will definitely be more terrifying than the remnant soul of Jiuyou Bird. Along the way, dense thorns and even the danger of death will follow one after another. But Wu Feng is not afraid. Isn’t it caused by the crisis of life hanging on the line and the loneliness of ten years of sharpening a sword?

Since you can't see the rainbow without experiencing the wind and rain, let's make the storm more violent!

"When the dream appears, then go and search, but where is the dungeon where the tiger is held?"

Decided to make up, but he didn't know where the road was. Wu Feng frowned again. His memory only started at the age of sixteen, and started with a barbaric town like He'an Town. How wide is this big 6 and how deep is the rivers and lakes? He knew nothing. Once upon a time, Luofeng City was the center of the world in his heart. Obviously, it was not!

"We have to have a good talk with my second brother."

Wu Feng said to himself, looking at the moon outside the window and pushed open the door directly. When he came to Wang Hong's room, the latter was still crawling on a table with piles of leftover wine.

"Second brother, wake up."

Wang Hong woke up suddenly, and Wu Feng's appearance gradually appeared in his blurry vision, and his nervous nerves finally relaxed.

"What's wrong?"

After rubbing his eyes, Wang Hong wanted to find a glass of water to drink, but looked around and found that there were only open wine jars and unopened wine jars in the room, and even the jade pot on the head of the bed was smelling wine.

Wang Long has scolded Wang Hong more than once because of his addicts and repeated his instructions. He still sounded aloud - Qingchang and Jade Girl, a strong hero with a strong wine!

"Tell me about the world?" Wu Feng pulled the stool and sat in front of Wang Hong, looking at him eagerly, like a thirsty student watching the gentleman who preached and learned.

Wang Hong was slightly stunned, then cursed and touched the head of the bed, "Don't mess with me if you don't sleep, go and go, I'll tell you something tomorrow."

"I'm leaving tomorrow!"

Just as he touched the head of the bed, he almost took off his pants. Wang Hong suddenly froze and turned around after more than ten breaths.

"You're leaving?"

"Yeah." Wu Feng nodded, then smiled and said, "So let you tell me about this world."

Wang Hong walked back to the table and sat down. The strong sense of alcohol suddenly disappeared. He looked at Wu Feng deeply in the candlelight, and nodded after a long time.

"This Big 6 has four major domains, and the place where we are located belongs to the southern domain."

"Although it is only one of the areas, it is also vast and unimaginable."

Listening to Wang Hong's slow introduction, Wu Feng nodded constantly, feeling so strange about the big 6 he lived in.

"How strong is Luofeng City in the Southern Region?" Wu Feng asked.

Wang Hong shook his head, "At best, it's medium to the bottom!"

Wang Hong's answer was expected, but Wu Feng still took a slight breath and then asked after a while: "Second brother, is there a place called Baihu Town or some tiger city?"

The thick eyebrows shook for a moment, and Wang Hong looked at Wu Feng, "Yes, Baihu City, where are you going?"

From Wang Hong's expression, Wu Feng realized that there was something hidden here, "Second brother, what's wrong?"

His eyebrows were even tighter. Wang Hong seemed to recall the past and replied after a long time: "Baihu City and our Luofeng City had no connection, but because of the last Hundred Cities Battle, the three words "Baihu City" became our taboo."

"A Hundred Cities Battle?" Wu Feng's curiosity suddenly arose.

"Well, it's not those big cities that stand at the top of the Southern Region, but the three sects, Lieyang Sect, Qingyue Sect and Hanfeng Sect. The battle of Hundred Cities once every three years is the only chance for all young people like you and me to jump over the Dragon Gate. If you stand out in the Hundred Cities Battle, you can successfully join one of these three sects."

The amount of information was a bit large. Wu Feng frowned and pondered for a while, "Second brother, is there another person named Yueshan Sect?"

Wang Hong thought about it carefully for a moment, but shook his head.

Wu Feng was a little disappointed, but soon put away his thoughts and asked, "Did you return in a defeat in the last battle of Hundred Cities?"

"Yes, the other party is Baihu City. They are too strong. We don't even have the power to resist. It's really a defeat." Wang Hong said heavy, as if standing at the foot of a mountain that cannot be climbed, the heavy pressure cannot be eliminated.

"Even the young city lord is not an opponent?"

Wang Hong shook his head.

Wu Feng was surprised. He expected the vastness of the outside world, but he did not expect the gap to be so big. Bai Sanxiao is in the realm of a star soul general, and he has no chance of winning when facing the younger generation of Baihu City.

One fell into deep surprise, the other was breathing heavily by the past, and the room suddenly became quiet. After a long time, Wang Hong spoke again, looking at Wu Feng with hope.

"Although Luofeng City is strong, it is only in a corner. It's better for you to go out and make a breakthrough. There will be less than a year left for the next Hundred Cities Battle."

When he touched Wang Hong's eyes, Wu Feng knew what the former meant and nodded immediately.

"Hey, if my dad hadn't been in seclusion and had a lot of trivial matters, I would have left with you."

Wu Feng smiled slightly, patted Wang Hong on the shoulder, and then got up and walked towards the door.

"When will you leave?"

"Tomorrow morning!"

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Back in his room, Wu Feng lay down with his head in his arms, but couldn't sleep, so he simply pushed open the window and looked up at the vast night sky.

In the starry sky, there are bright moons competing with the sun, dazzling stars, and dark stars looming. As Wu Feng looked at it, his heart calmed down.

"At best, I am the dark stars that sometimes don't exist."

"But, I will eventually become that bright moon!"
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