At this time, in another place, Nalan Suxiang was holding Han Mo and crying non-stop, reaching out to touch Han Mo's cheek from time to time.
"What happened? Han Mo, don't scare me, wake up quickly!" Nalan Suxiang murmured, maybe because she cried for too long and yelled for too long, her whole body was already exhausted.
He seemed to have no strength at all, and even his voice became hoarse.
The two of them were walking smoothly just now, when Han Mo suddenly fainted. It had been a few hours since the incident happened, and it was about to get dark. If it was night, even if those men in black didn't show up, the two of them would probably
Eaten by passing monsters.
At this time, Han Mo, who was immersed in his own world, had no idea what was happening in the outside world and was just rolling on the ground in pain.
"Asshole, what are you going to do?" Han Mo yelled loudly, holding his head. He could feel that the mysterious man just now was in his sea of consciousness.
The sea of consciousness is an extremely weak place with no defense at all. If this mysterious person is allowed to do whatever he wants, he will most likely die.
After a while, I heard the mysterious man say calmly: "I didn't do anything to you, it's just that your consciousness is too weak to bear my appearance. You can't blame me."
"Then get out of here!" Han Mo yelled, holding his head. If he could take action, he would definitely rush up and fight this guy, but he couldn't do it now.
Gradually, I don't know if Han Mo's pain numbed, or if it was just temporarily unbearable as the mysterious man said, Han Mo's head no longer hurt so much.
As the pain in his head subsided, Han Mo gradually regained his consciousness and said Shen Shen: "You, who are you?"
At this time, Han Mo no longer doubted that this was just an illusion. If it was an illusion, the pain would not be so real. Just now, Han Mo suspected that he could no longer hold on.
"How many times have I said this? It's just that you don't believe it. I have no choice but to do it myself." The mysterious man still said that he was Emperor Yanwu. After all, his tone and image were much more domineering than before, and his momentum gradually became stronger.
exposed.
Han Mo didn't say anything, he just breathed in his stomach. The pain just now had consumed almost all of Han Mo's strength.
"Do you want to become stronger? By inheriting my strength, you can become stronger." Emperor Yanwu said in a very calm tone. If Han Mo could see him carefully, he would definitely find that when he said this, his eyes
The faint sadness revealed in it seemed like reluctance and sadness.
"I want to become stronger, but I don't want to become stronger like this. Come out, otherwise I will have to die with you." Han Mo gritted his teeth and said fiercely, without any intention of fearing him.
Emperor Yanwu just smiled when he heard this and said confidently: "I know you won't do this. You are a smart man, and you still want to save your teacher."
"How did you know?" Han Mo was shocked when he heard this. He suddenly felt something, his face changed and he yelled: "You peeked into my memory?"
"I don't have that, it's because your spiritual power is too weak. In front of me, these are just like tissue paper." Emperor Yanwu said in a teasing tone.
"Emperor? Huh, that's really funny."
At this moment, a vision suddenly occurred, and the originally tense atmosphere became more exciting with the appearance of this voice.
"Is it you?" Han Mo was delighted when he heard this. This voice was not the voice of a mysterious person who had been silent for a long time. He thought that this guy had also helped him a lot.
"Who are you!" Emperor Yanwu seemed a little at a loss when faced with the sudden voice. Fortunately, he quickly came back to his senses and his eyes became extremely gloomy.
As if sensing something was wrong, Emperor Yanwu swayed and appeared outside Han Mo's body. Without this guy in his head, Han Mo couldn't help but relax and feel much more comfortable.
With the appearance of Emperor Yanwu, another black shadow flashed out. This black shadow's whole body was wrapped in black flames. His face and body could not be seen, only that it was a human figure.
"You finally showed up. I thought you were dead." Han Mo looked at the mysterious man and said with lingering fear. The fear he had before felt much calmer.
This old guy Han Mo knows very well that his strength is definitely not that weak, and he has used up so much energy. If he is not injured, Han Mo will go berserk.
The mysterious man just glanced at Han Mo and asked lightly: "Where is this place? How long have I been sleeping?"
"I don't know where this place is. The guy in front of you claims that he is Emperor Yanwu, and he must have created this illusion. He also wants to give me strength. Tell me, do you still want the Black Magic Stone?
You deal with him for me, and I swear I will find the Black Magic Stone for you!" Han Mo said as he patted his chest, his expression slightly resolute.
"This is what you said." The mysterious man said and shook his hand, and the black flame suddenly transformed into a long black sword.
"You are..." The Emperor Yanwu looked at the mysterious man with disbelief on his face, then waved his hands and said, "This is impossible, how is it possible!"
"What's impossible? You can be Emperor Yanwu, why can't I? Really, Nightmare!" There was a trace of teasing in the corner of the mysterious man's mouth. Although his whole body was covered with flames, he could not see the mocking expression.
expression.
"You actually know me?" The man who was called "Nightmare" by the mysterious man looked horrified and looked at the mysterious man in disbelief.
"This Emperor?" Han Mo began to wonder when he heard this, why did the mysterious man suddenly call him the same as Emperor Yanwu? Could it be...
Han Mo suddenly thought of something, pointed at the mysterious man and exclaimed: "Are you Emperor Yanwu?"
The mysterious man turned around and glanced at Han Mo. He felt that the matter could no longer be concealed. He smiled calmly and said, "What? Do you have any objections?"
Han Mo was speechless when he heard these familiar words. The tone of these two people's words was really similar.
"This emperor fell more than 10,000 years ago. His soul was originally scattered, but by coincidence, he merged with you and lived in your sea of consciousness. As this guy said, your bloodline comes from my blood." The mysterious man said.
With a wave of his hands, a confinement quietly appeared, directly trapping the nightmare inside.
"Your strength! How is it possible?" Nightmare was suddenly trapped, and he looked extremely surprised. Nightmare was invisible, and no one in the world had been able to trap him, but at this time he was actually trapped alive.
"Nightmare is invisible, so I had no choice but to take action suddenly while talking about other things. Nightmare, I have raised you for thousands of years. It's okay if you don't have any feelings. There is no need for you to forget about me, right?"
Han Mo looked at the inexplicable scene in front of him and asked coldly: "What on earth is going on? Are you really Emperor Yanwu? Then what is he? A nightmare?"
Casting a faint glance at Han Mo, the mysterious man sighed and shook his head. With a wave of his hand, the black flames on his body disappeared. What appeared in front of him was an old man covered in dust. If you look carefully, you can see the mysterious man's face.
It is very similar to this nightmare.
"This..." Han Mo was stunned, still immersed in confusion.
The mysterious man helplessly shook his head: "The name of this beast is Nightmare. It is a strange beast raised by this emperor after he became emperor. As for my identity, it doesn't hurt to tell you. The Emperor Yanwu whom you worship day and night is me!