The eyes were full of bright red colors, the river of blood rushing, and the broken limbs and wreckage drifted with the flow...
Wailing, roaring lingering in my ears, laughter, crying every word urging my heart...
The phoenix in the mysterious clothes turned into ashes and disappeared; the clouds rolled up, and the lightning came fiercely...
It seemed as if my whole body was wrapped in a ball of black fog, unable to escape or walk away, and could only be attacked by the fog phantom again and again. I knew it was a dream, but I could not wake up. The layers of thick fog swallowed everything around Bai Chu with illusions.
The ghostly sound in the air, dull and low:
"Bai Chu, are you ashamed?"
Sad? What do you need to be ashamed of? I swept my sleeves and swept away the thick fog in front of me, and soon another layer of thick fog swept over.
The evil smile in my ears, unrestrained:
"Haha, shouldn't you be ashamed of your resignation for a moment of anger?"
"Are you ashamed of thousands of creatures destroyed by your hands?"
"You shouldn't be ashamed of the truth even though you guessed it, but you didn't know anything?"
Get out of here! Brush your sleeves hard and swept past with the sharp gods. "Who is the demon? How dare you enter my dream!"
The black fog disappeared in an instant. In the blink of an eye, a darker and more chaotic fog surged from all directions. This time, the fog seemed to be in a state of confusion, entangled and surrounded her, and could not break free from it no matter how it was.
The ghostly sound was still in her ears, and it was so harsh that it penetrated into her heart:
"Dreams are born from the heart, thoughts are born from oneself, giggle, I am you, you are me."
The sound was as light as a cloud, with a wanton smile, lingering in my ears, and my mind was scattered:
"You fall in love with your master, haha, you like your master..." Xiaoyin was so charming that she was almost terrifying. Halfway through her words, she suddenly became desolate, "But... he doesn't like you... he has a engagement, he wants to get married with others... he doesn't like you, he doesn't like you..."
In the desolate sound, with a crying voice, in the dark fog, the sad and cold bones were quietly sad and deep.
"Do you know what kind of person your master is... Do you know him... He doesn't have you in his heart. He uses you, he destroys you, destroys you..." His voice turned sharply again, and his ruthlessness and anger urged his heart to be brave. "He deliberately asked you to lower your troops, deliberately destroy your reputation, and deliberately reborn with your divine solemn. For 30,000 years, he sucked your spirit and eroded your divine solemn, leaving your 30,000 years of cultivation without any progress..."
"You still like a person like this?" He suddenly smiled in a seductive way, ambiguous, light and warm, "Gee, Bai Chu, do you still like him? Do you still like him?"
"Monster, seeking death." Bingliang and ruthless, and the intention of killing suddenly became.
Thousands of white lights radiated from the body, and in an instant, the black fog disappeared.
Opening his eyes, a black mist turned into a charming woman in black and fell to the ground. The woman's face was pale, she crawled on the ground quickly, trembling with a trembling voice: "God Lord, please spare me, please spare me...God Lord--"
The sound suddenly stopped, and the white light appeared, and the woman was instantly destroyed.
Bai Chu calmly withdrew his hand and glanced at the surrounding environment: "Van Gogh, get out of here!"
The large and empty palaces are gloomy and cold, with thin purple gauze around them swaying with the wind. This is the Demon Realm.
"Tsk tsk, what a big temper." In the purple gauze curtain, he smiled and walked out slowly. The purple clothes were luxurious, and the man was handsome and charming, "God, long time no see."
Bai Chu looked at him coldly: "How could I be here?"
"You are disturbed by the inner demons, and you will naturally wake up in the demon world." Van Gogh came step by step, and a smile appeared in his black jade-like eyes, "Bai Chu, look at what you are now." After the words, his fingertips slashed in the void, and the air turned into a big mirror.
In the mirror, the goddess was noble, and a trace of horror quickly passed through her cold eyes.
Under the long sleeves, five fingers form claws, and the transparent nails are long and sharp. The tail of the eyes that are raised are charming, with a strange and evil look. Behind him, thirteen long tails swaying in the air, spreading a brutal breath.
However, a dream actually revealed half of its true form! Bai Chu looked cold and started to regain his original appearance. He looked at Van Gogh hard: "What did you see!"
Van Gogh raised his eyebrows: "Bai Chu, your appearance of wagging your tail is really adorable."