In this state, he was so happy. That kind of happiness made him want to tell the person he liked.
He now has a lot of money. As long as he wants, he can indulge in whatever he wants in his own real world.
The joy that that kind of happiness brought him was very strong.
In his intoxicated state of selflessness, a thunder struck inexplicably in his sea of consciousness.
His whole body trembled violently,
This feeling is very similar to that I just went out at 7 o'clock in the morning and fell into a deep sleep after being exposed to the cold wind. After a while, I fell into a very deep dream, and was suddenly awakened by the alarm clock.
When he opened his eyes again, the unpleasant smell in the air rushed into his body like exhaust gas from a steel factory.
It made his throat extremely uncomfortable, as if he had swallowed glass shards and couldn't swallow them, and they couldn't come out again. There was still blood inside.
This was the Youyuan, a place that made him hate the very thought of its name.
Everything is empty joy, everything is fake,
"It's really uncomfortable."
He was obviously staring at the pages of the book, but he couldn't restrain his extreme pain at this time. His expectations just now were too great.
He thought he had completely left this hell, but the previous moment had been so real.
But I didn't expect that when Ru Meng woke up, this hell would appear here again.
He felt that his body and mind were trapped in a kind of death cycle.
That kind of unbearable urge to collapse,
"If you give me the energy to destroy the sky and the earth, I will definitely blow up the Youyuan without leaving any trace in the world.
I want to completely humiliate everyone inside. "
He sat there gnashing his teeth, not wanting to watch the exercises. If he did, he would have to wait for a while until I wiped out the people in this place from the bottom of my heart.
I really hate this courtyard.
He now has a strong desire:
I must work hard to increase my magic power to a certain level. If I let go of the bad energy in my heart first, I will definitely live for many more years.
It took him a long time to calm down, and now he really doesn't feel sleepy at all.
Not interesting!
He couldn't rely on being tired enough to successfully enter the dream world and avoid everything that happened in this reality.
But one thing he was very sure of was that what he learned in the so-called 'dream' still existed in the real world.
In other words, as long as you work hard enough,
Strong enough and big enough,
He will definitely be able to change this extremely uncomfortable situation.
No one could understand the tremendous pain he was experiencing both mentally and physically.
Only the people in it, the cursed people in the orbital space who wanted to destroy the courtyard, were definitely the same as himself, and they must have suffered the pain he was experiencing now.
For a moment, he felt as if his soul had gone through a storm.
At the end of the day, I can bear this inhuman taste.
He walked toward the door. There was no one in this long corridor. The space below the nine floors outside the window was as big as six or seven o'clock in the autumn.
The leaves were also withered, leaving only thin black branches stretching diagonally toward the sky.
He walked from one end of the corridor to the other. All nine rooms were empty.
"Haha, I'm the only one being locked up here, right?"
He endured it and rushed to his room in a state where he was about to suffocate and die.
Obviously, the uncomfortable feeling can be alleviated by holding the book and looking up.
It's better to go inside the house where you don't have any privacy.
"Which dead person set it up? I'm just trying to compare you to this."
He felt that he was originally a modest gentleman, but now he just couldn't bear it anymore and just cursed him. It was really hateful.
Time is like water,
How is it possible? Every second here is filled with disgust.
He picked up this book of "Yi" Qi, which was exuding "Yi" Qi.
He found that the content inside was very consistent with his state of mind.
"This is for me."
The fusion of auras made his whole person unconsciously exude an aura of violence, and it kept growing.
Time will pass even if it is not gentle.
When he felt footsteps coming from outside the door, a young man about thirty years old walked out of the door.
Shen Jie met his gaze. The zombie with a frown on his face as he walked over, seemingly emotionless, was not Han Yuan.
It had been so long since he had seen him, and Shen Jie had not forgotten his appearance at all.
However, when Han Yuan walked over, his aura obviously evaporated for a while.
Just this brief glimpse of him passing by made Shen Jie's heart feel like he was stung by a scorpion.
It's very uncomfortable. It feels indescribable. It's like someone who hates fingernail scraping on blackboards has his hands tied up and is forced to listen to this sound.
What he feels now is many times stronger than this feeling.
This person who once brought him the most evil and poisonous things in the world is outside right now.
His fingertips are deathly nails on the table,
It was originally so solid, but it was still so hard that there was a small pit in it.
He endured it for half a minute but still couldn't hold it back.
When he rushed outside, the long corridor and every room,
Still empty.
"Obstacle. Drag. Gong"
"Obstacle. Drag. Gong"
It was the deep pain that made him feel such deep despair.
That's why he chose such a cruel and inhumane technique.
