Poppies as bright as blood slowly bloomed in front of his eyes, pulling Lu Mingfei into the bloody world.
It is dark, desolate, and lonely here. The sky is gray, and the dry earth is cracked and broken under the feet. Scarlet magma flows in the cracks on the surface and is still bubbling hot. The strong smell of sulfur makes the young man cough loudly.
But in such a harsh environment, blood flowers are still spreading and growing wildly. The pale green branches slowly poke out from the flowing high-temperature magma, and then blossom into charming and enchanting blood poppies, which are tempting but fatal.
Soon, Lu Mingfei was surrounded by such coquettish blood flowers, and the vines were entangled, almost tightly binding his entire body.
"What the hell is this?"
The young man struggled desperately to push away the stems and flowers with his hands, but the vines were too tough and the blood flowers were too dense. They seemed to be alive. The more he struggled, the tighter Lu Mingfei's limbs and neck were contracted.
If you look down from above, the world at this moment has become a sea of poppies. The young man's thin body is submerged in the bloody sea tide, as small and calm as a drop of water splashing into the vast lake.
"Brother, brother, why are you always so embarrassed every time I see you?"
Hear the sound of a person before seeing him. The little boy's voice was like water melting from ice in spring, clear and cold.
The blood poppies that were originally baring their teeth and claws now retreated in fear as if they were encountering a monarch. They slowed down Lu Mingfei's legs and arms, and then slowly retracted into the hot magma in the cracks on the surface.
Flowers bloom in one moment and fade in one breath
The world once again changed back to the desolate and eternal appearance that Lu Mingfei saw at first sight.
There is just an extra young lady wearing a fine black suit, small square leather shoes, and her hair is smooth and plastered to her forehead.
"It's...it's you."
Lu Mingfei rubbed the red mark on his wrist and looked at the boy in surprise.
Of course he still remembered the boy's appearance, but he just didn't want to believe that such a person existed in his mind.
"How pitiful, brother, this should be your world, but you are so humiliated by despicable outsiders."
The boy smiled and stretched out his hand to him, his words full of coldness.
"What are you talking about? What about my world."
Lu Mingfei was a little confused, but his instinct forced him to step back and look at the harsh environment and the boy in front of him with suspicion.
There is nothing here except the cracked wasteland and flowing magma, and the gray sky completely blocks the sunlight.
Maybe there is no sun here at all.
"You bitch, get out of here."
In the Internet cafe, Old Tang saw the man grabbing Lu Mingfei's hand, and the young man's eyes became duller. He became angry instantly, and without even thinking about running away, he immediately picked up a keyboard and smashed it on the man's head.
Although he, Mr. Tang, has no money, no power, no parents, no wife, and is as cowardly as a dog, he has only one friend who can talk, how can he be put in danger?
"Crack!"
The black keyboard exploded directly on the man's head. Old Tang used great force and all kinds of keys scattered on the ground.
But Menis, who held Lu Mingfei's wrist with one hand, just turned his head and gave him a contemptuous smile.
"It'll be your turn soon."
he whispered in Egyptian.
"Then maybe it needs to be faster."
The old man's vicissitudes of voice suddenly appeared in the Internet cafe. Since he spoke Chinese, Old Tang could hear it clearly.
The old man in ragged clothes and with a bamboo pole as a crutch slowly walked into the Internet cafe. .
Old Tang was surprised to find that at some point, there were many people sitting in the Internet cafe around him. At this moment, those people had completely disappeared.
Only he, Lu Mingfei and the man in black were left.
"Is it also the field of spiritual speech spirits? I am afraid that I will hurt the innocent people around me, so I use illusion to cover them all."
Menis whispered, and then kicked over a nearby computer, causing a loud sound when the table and chairs collided. @·No mistake first~~
The word spirit he has mastered enables him to conduct in-depth research on mental word spirits, so even if he is instantly pulled into creating a real illusion by an extremely terrifying opponent, he can only rely on external factors.
Without the interference of factors, you can find the loopholes and escape.
For example, his kick just now, knocking over the computer desk, will definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of other Internet users. As long as he hears their curses or fights, he is sure to escape the influence.
But the expected situation did not happen. Everything in Menis's eyes seemed to be real, but those who were playing games in front of him just now seemed to have evaporated out of thin air.
"I've been waiting for you here for a long time, about two hours."
The old man spoke with a faint smile. His speech spirit field lasted for a long time, even longer than Menis imagined.
As early as he stepped into the Internet cafe, he had already fallen into a fantasy.
"Impossible, then why are the two of them still there?"
Menis's eyes were obviously panicked, but he still gritted his teeth and looked viciously at Lu Mingfei and Old Tang who were still in front of him.
They are obviously real people, not phantoms.
"Perhaps they are just destined for each other."
There was still a smile on the old man's dirty and wrinkled face, although this smile was full of terror in Menis's eyes.
"Young man, step back, you can't beat him."
The old man stepped forward, pushed Don Ronald aside with his green bamboo stick, and slowly stood in front of Menis.
"That's ok with you then? Old man."
Menis's face instantly became fierce, he looked at the old man in front of him with a ferocious smile, let go of Lu Mingfei's wrist, and punched him directly in the face.
This punch was sharp and powerful, combined with the protruding edges and carefully polished finger bones, with the purpose of hammering the old man to death.
The desperate situation makes the man become more and more crazy, and the dragon blood factor flowing in his body becomes more and more restless.
"Be careful, weird old man!"
Old Tang couldn't help but remind this mysterious old man who had treated him to beggar's chicken.
"boom!"
The old man in front of him was beaten into nothingness, but when Menis retracted his fist in surprise, the old man's figure solidified again.
It was like a miraculous scene.
"Who wakes up from a big dream first? I know it all my life. I sleep enough in the spring in the thatched cottage, and the sun gets late outside the window. Idiot, take your time to understand."
The old man in ragged clothes laughed and shook his head. When Menis kept retreating and dodges in shock, he raised the thin bamboo stick in his hand and poked Menis gently between his eyebrows.
The man's eyes widened in an instant, and he fell down, as if he had lost his life.
"Wow, are you dead now?"
Old Tang yelled exaggeratedly, and then he plucked up the courage to tentatively kick the man lying on the ground. After exerting some force, he found that there was still no response, and then he felt relieved.
"Just let him sleep."
The old man leaned on his crutches and responded calmly.
However, there is one thing he did not say clearly, and that is that Menis's mind will reincarnate in countless dreams. As long as he cannot react in time that he is in a dream, he will fall into a deeper dream, until the body gradually decays without nourishment for a long time. If it festers, the opportunity to wake up will be completely lost.
"Awesome, old man, you really hide everything. By the way, you haven't asked me your name yet? I keep calling you old man, old man. It seems disrespectful."
Old Tang supported Lu Mingfei, whose eyes were still dull, and scratched his head sarcastically.
He had long felt that this old man was unusual and had the aura of a martial arts master.
Now I'm looking for a chance to get to know each other, so that if I encounter any danger while receiving bounties in the future, I can at least ask for advice and help.
"His name is Li Xuan, Mu Zi Li, the gate of all mysteries, the mysterious and mysterious Xuan."
Without waiting for the old man to respond, an old man in a suit with a handsome face led a handsome young man in. .
