Therefore, Lian Jiang began to observe the surrounding environment.
This is a field with small white flowers blooming everywhere. The golden sunlight is blocked by a white cloud above the head, casting a shadow. And further away, there are large forests and snow-capped mountains.
Lian Jiang woke up, and an extremely vague idea flashed through his subconscious. This should be a dream. Only in dreams would things appear that had never appeared in his memory.
"You have a chance to change your destiny!"
The man in front of him was still repeating this sentence mechanically without any emotion, but Lian Jiang didn't listen anymore. Everything in the dream was fake, and he had no intention of talking to illusory people.
Lian Jiang raised his head. He wanted to see the forest and snow-capped mountains in the distance again, but by this time, the forest and snow-capped mountains had disappeared.
He looked at the man in white robes in front of him again, and found that the man in front of him had also disappeared, and there was a huge potted plant next to him.
This is a strange white tree. It has no trunk and has countless branches. These branches stretch out in all directions. Looking from a distance, it looks like a white ball with countless tentacles.
"You have a chance to change your destiny!"
A familiar voice came, and the countless branches of the strange tree grew wildly, turning into densely packed pale arms. These arms were twisted and squeezed together, forming a huge face with a painful expression.
This painful face was looking at him calmly.
monster? Bad...nightmare?
Although subconsciously he felt that he was dreaming, Lian Jiang was still frightened and panicked, and strong fear emerged in his heart.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were still dark. Beside him, his wife was still sleeping, breathing delicate and even sounds.
Huh, hoh... Lian Jiang sat up, breathing lightly, trying to free himself from the influence of the dream as soon as possible.
"What happened?" His wife was awakened by Lian Jiang's movements and sat up and asked.
Lian Jiang shook his head: "A nightmare."
Yes, it's just an ordinary nightmare, he told himself the same way.
"Is this really the case?" The wife was not at ease. She got off the bed and lit the oil lamp. The orange light came on, dispelling the darkness.
"I'm really fine." Under the orange light, the fear in Lian Jiang's heart was dispelled. He touched the non-existent sweat on his forehead and emphasized, "Really... it's just a nightmare. "
In front of his gentle and timid wife, he must maintain his strong image in the past.
"Is it really okay?" the wife asked again.
"It's okay." Lian Jiang pursed his lips tightly and his voice deepened, "It's really okay."
"Go to bed early, there's still a lot of work to do tomorrow morning."
The wife was completely relieved. She turned around and came to the table to put out the oil lamp. The family was not rich, and thrift was almost an instinct.
Looking at his wife's figure, Lian Jiang's face gradually softened. Although the pained face was so realistic, and even now thinking about it, he was still full of fear, but he did not let it destroy his emotions and affect his wife's condition. .
Thinking like this, a wonderful sense of dedication and satisfaction arose in his heart. He once again maintained the harmony and stability of the family.
"A mere nightmare."
"You...have...a chance to change your destiny!" A calm voice appeared, as close as if it sounded in his ears.
Lian Jiang's body immediately stiffened. This voice was too familiar to him, and he immediately fell into unspeakable fear.
"Why are you giving up!"
"Why give up!"
"Give up!"
Then a hysterical sound pierced his ears. This sound was filled with endless madness, violence, distortion, and disorder.
Lian Jiang once again saw the fields full of white flowers, and once again saw the towering mountains surrounded by forests and ice and snow.
He blinked hard, and the fields and mountains disappeared, but the fire in front of him began to shake violently, and his wife's figure began to distort, showing double images.
He opened his mouth, but found that he had already said anything. He wanted to stand up, but found that he could no longer move.
Lian Jiang stared at his wife, hoping that she would turn around and discover his special state and help him. There was a patrol team in the village, and they were all accomplished martial artists, and they would definitely be able to help him.
The surroundings began to shake, and everything was shaking. In Lian Jiang's eyes, his wife's movements were so slow.
Click, click, click, a strange but rhythmic sound came, like the sound of a mirror cracking and tiles breaking.
The surroundings slowly blurred, as if there was a fog. This layer of fog slowly drove away the orange light. Yes, it was driving away the light.
Lian Jiang could no longer feel the existence of his body, and even his consciousness was blurred by the shaking. Countless subtle, delicate, and delicate whispers were whispering in his ears.
There seemed to be countless people, countless insects, and countless animals talking, chirping, and roaring. Countless sounds penetrated his deafness and stuffed into his head. His head hurt, it hurt so much, it felt like it would explode in the next moment.
At the end, a strange white tree appeared in his mind. It had no obvious trunk and its branches stretched out in all directions. It was like a white ball with countless tentacles.
Countless branches turned into densely packed arms, which were twisted and squeezed together to form a huge face with a painful expression.
Now, this painful face is smiling, and there is endless malice in the smile.
"Your hands, your hands, are mine!"
At this moment, the wife bent down and blew out the oil lamp, and the room became completely dark. Darkness came from the sky, from the ground, and from all directions, just like countless monsters rushing into this strange room.
Click! Click! Click!
Under the blurry moonlight, a strange white tree slowly stretched out. It had no branches, and countless pale arms sprouted from the tree body, swinging in the windless way.
It easily penetrated the house. It grew taller and taller. In just twenty breaths, it turned into a strange white tree twenty feet high. Countless arms stretched out wantonly, and a mysterious, cruel, and greedy energy spread out. .
The arms stretched out one by one, and they stretched longer and longer, grabbing the villagers of Wanye Village from their sleep one by one. The panicked and frightened villagers had no power to resist such a monster, and they could only howl ineffectively. Begs for mercy, prayers, curses.
Then, these villagers were caught in mid-air by pale arms, and then stuffed into a huge mouth twisted by countless arms, with streams of blood flowing out from the edges of the mouth.
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"Go to hell!" "Go to hell!"
"Go to hell, you bastard!"
Huaixi's long knife danced wildly, chopping each arm into pieces. Behind him, a pair of boys and girls hugged each other tightly, crying softly while looking at Huaixi who stood in front of them with admiration.
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