There is one rule of survival in dreams: see through it but don’t tell it off.
Zheng Keshuang was forced into marriage by a man pretending to be a farmer. Wei Xiaobao orchestrated this incident. Jiangnan knew about it early, and so did the Dream Master hidden in the crowd. And until it happened, everyone pretended to be shocked.
"Where are you from the countryside? Get out of here, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
"Boy, don't be shameless. If you sleep with my sister, you have to take responsibility. Come back with us obediently and worship tonight. My family will give you two acres of land and a cow as a dowry. It will be an advantage for you."
After receiving Chen Mu's danger warning, Jiang Nan also became cautious, but he couldn't help his lively thoughts and gloated from afar: "Haha! Prince Zheng is very discerning. I think this aunt is blessed with a prosperous husband. Look."
"Ah! My little sister is so sweet. My family has thanked you. Do you want to have a wedding drink tonight?"
"That's fine! I'll give you a big red envelope when the time comes, and wish you a happy marriage and a baby soon."
Upon hearing this, the village woman thanked him repeatedly and lowered her head shyly.
Zheng Keshuang was so angry that he shouted: "Hit me, beat me hard, life or death."
The subordinates of the Zheng family have long been unable to endure it. Although their young master is incompetent, he is also a master who shares honor and disgrace. After receiving the order, he drew his sword without hesitation.
"Not bad, he still has some backbone. I recognize this brother-in-law and snatch him away."
Both sides were furious, licking their swords and charging at each other, fighting fiercely. For a moment, the swords were flying and the hoes were flying, and no one gave way. The swords were clanging and the sickles were coming and going. The clothes were smashed and the flesh and blood were flying everywhere. The heavy blows were very lively.
The two groups were fighting, and Jiang Nan was frightened and excited, shouting and cheering. Suddenly, I saw an old man who was calm and superhuman, watching the scene without any fluctuation on his face. He immediately thought that this must be the master of the Zheng family: Feng Xifan.
"Boss, can you beat that old man?"
"He is a dream come truer, the specific realm is not clear yet."
Jiang Nan's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Feng Xifan. Chen Mu stopped him and said, "Don't show any abnormality. As long as you don't come into contact with him, he won't be able to judge your situation."
"Then how do you know he is a dream master?"
"I am a dream interpreter, so there is no need for contact with spiritual power exploration."
"So, boss, you are better than him?"
"This is the innate advantage of dream interpreters. In this dream world, the strength is distinguished by the level of force. It is essentially a competition of dream power, and the strongest is limited to hundreds of billions of dream powers. I don't know his specific dream power level. It’s impossible to tell which one is stronger and which one is weaker.”
"We know that he is a dream comer, but he doesn't know that we are time travellers. So we still have the advantage."
"You could think so."
"Hey, I have an idea."
With Chen Mu by his side, Jiang Nan had no consciousness of facing a life and death crisis. After finishing whispering to the man, he looked around the ground and found a stone. I picked it up and weighed it in my hand, and it felt like it fit right in my hand.
"Mr. Zheng, watch the beating."
Hearing Jiao's shouting, Zheng Keshuang, who was engrossed in it, subconsciously turned around, only to see a dark shadow quickly enlarge in his pupils, and then he realized that he was being played. In a hurry, he raised his hand to resist, but someone stopped him first.
"Bitch, how dare you play tricks on me."
"How could this bad old man dare to stop this princess from doing justice for heaven?"
The person who blocked the stone was Feng Xifan, who was guarding Zheng Keshuang. This played into Jiangnan's hands. Then he ignored Zheng Keshuang's reaction and threw all the large and small rocks under his feet.
Chen Mu confirmed the identity of Feng Xifan's dream master, and Feng Xifan also doubted Jiangnan's true background. He knows the plot of the original work better than Jiang Nan, and can easily detect that the other party's behavior is very different. Being targeted like this by the other party just gave me an excuse to deal with him.
Of course, in order to hide his identity, Feng Xifan used standard martial arts and internal strength. His movements were smooth and flowing. He not only easily stopped the rocks thrown by Jiangnan, but also used the situation to deflect the rocks back.
"Holy shit, I'm done with it."
Seeing the crisis coming, Jiang Nan screamed and hid behind Chen Mu. Chen Mu was a little confused about Jiang Nan's intention, but when he saw the rocks flying, he took out his scabbard and stopped them all.
"Master, he bullies your disciple, mess with him."
"I, Feng Xifan, will teach the Ninth Prince some clever tricks."
Before Chen Mu could say anything, Feng Xifan had already taken the lead. He shot out a magic flower with a long sword and struck at Chen Mu like it covered the sky and the sun.
Chen Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was alert and at the same time murderous: This is a good opportunity to seize the dream power.
Although it was the first time to face the murderous intention of the Dream Master, Chen Mu did not feel any discomfort or timidity. Natural selection, the law of the jungle. Most dream masters enter the dream world in order to obtain dream power, and of course he will not be merciful. In an instant, the sharp blade was unsheathed, and all the force was used without reservation.
Ding--
The two swords clashed, making a sharp clang and creating sparks. The bodies of the two people intertwined, and they each stepped back about ten feet. Before they could stand firm, they kicked off their heels and continued to attack.
Chen Mu absorbed the memory of the Ninth Prince, and used his various abilities and instincts. He was erratic and moved like a ghost. He shuttled around the battlefield like a fish in water, making his opponents dizzy.
Feng Xifan's Da Zhui Feng Sword Technique is as powerful as a rainbow and as powerful as a sacred mountain descending into the world, suppressing gods, ghosts and demons.
The two of them were fighting and walking. The wind and sand rolled up wherever they passed, and beams and columns were broken. The light of swords and sword aura overflowed, and the sharp wind flowed across the sky, leaving deep and shallow marks everywhere on the ground, stone slabs, and walls.
Jiang Nan watched with fear, his eyes followed the two figures, and he shouted anxiously in his heart: Why haven't you won? Why haven't you won?
"Master Feng, save me."
While the battle was stalemate, Zheng Keshuang's cry suddenly rang out. It turned out that it was the peasants who had captured him and wanted to carry him away after tapping his acupuncture points. Unfortunately, Feng Xiafan and Chen Mu were jealous and had no energy to save him.
"Sister, thank you very much. We will hold the wedding in the afternoon village and come over for a wedding banquet in the evening."
After capturing Zheng Keshuang, the fat woman was excited. She also knew that this was thanks to Chen Mu restraining Feng Xifan. After leaving the invitation, she picked up Zheng Keshuang and quickly evacuated.
"Master Feng, your young master has been kidnapped."
Force could not help. Jiang Nan wanted to use words to disrupt Feng Xifan's mood. He put his hands together and shouted at Feng Xifan: "But don't worry, he just went to the wedding hall to get married. The bride is the black man." Auntie, they will be very loving.
By the way, they said they would destroy Zheng Keshuang's martial arts skills and tie him up with chains to prevent him from escaping. Just like tying a dog, don’t you think this is a bit too much? "
If it were the original Feng Xifan, he would certainly not let Zheng Keshuang be humiliated, but now he is a dreamer who realizes dreams. Except for people who have come from the real world, he doesn't care about things in dreams. And here, his biggest desire is: to kill the dream master and seize the dream power to improve the realm.
There was another exchange of blows, and after releasing a virtual sword, Feng Xiafan suddenly abandoned Chen Mu and turned around like lightning to slash at Jiangnan. Chen Mu was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Feng Xifan's real target was Jiangnan, so he quickly pursued and stopped him.
Jiang Nan was even more stunned when he saw the unstoppable knife suddenly attacking him. He almost didn't react. He cursed three times in his heart and immediately squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.
Feng Xifan's knife was as fast as lightning, piercing the clouds and air to hit Jiang Nan's head. Unexpectedly, the other party reacted like this. His eyes suddenly widened and his face twitched. The blade passed through the neck, but unfortunately it missed.
However, this is nothing.
What he didn't expect was that Jiang Nan, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly stretched out his feet. Under the inertia, his movements moved forward uncontrollably. In a hurry, in order to avoid falling, he subconsciously raised his legs to cross the obstacle.
"Pfft"
However, this time he avoided it, Chen Mu came at him with his long sword, and pierced Feng Porridge's vest without hesitation.
"Close your eyes."
Jiang Nan yelled and was frightened. Chen Mu spun the hilt of the sword in his hand. Ordinary people have no way of knowing that among the lightning and flint, billions of invisible and colorless spiritual powers pierced into Feng Xifan's mind, depriving him of his dream power.
"Ninth Prince, what do you mean?"
After the death of the dream master, Feng Xiafan's original memory was no longer suppressed. The moment he regained consciousness, he found that he was seriously injured in the hands of Chen Mu. He, who was supposed to have no grudges with the Ninth Prince, was extremely confused and shocked and angry.
Chen Mu drew out his long sword and said expressionlessly: "The sword has no eyes. You asked for it. I won't kill you today, so let's go."
"Phew! So you're not dead yet!"
Jiang Nan, who had just been frightened by the dead man, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He secretly said that his psychological quality was not enough. He was obviously prepared to see the dead man, but he still lost his temper when he actually faced it.
Feng Xifan sealed the flow of blood and left bitterly, not even fully understanding what was going on. But Chen Mu didn't care anymore. It was already a great surprise to receive a Menglihai. As for Feng Xifan, whose life and death were unpredictable, it was no different to him than a fly in a dream.
"How's it going? You weren't frightened, were you?"
"Scared, why not scared? My heart is scared out of my chest. The three souls and seven souls haven't returned to their places yet."
Chen Mu smiled, pulled the woman up and praised him: "Thanks to your cleverness this time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to defeat him. But this is too risky, and I won't do it again in the future, you know?"
Jiang Nan raised his head in surprise: "Boss, why do you suddenly feel so gentle?"
"Am I usually very rough?"
Jiang Nan shook his head: "I'm usually pretty good, but I'm too rational and don't show any emotion."
Chen Mu frowned and did not answer. He knew it was because he was affected by his mood. The first time he hunted Menglihai was a second-grade Menglihai. This was more exciting than a beggar winning 100 million Tenglong coins.
Of course, with his current dream power level of less than five levels, he simply cannot absorb the tens of billions of dream power levels in the sea. He can only seal it with mental power first, and then slowly digest it when he has time.
Seeing that Chen Mu immediately returned to his usual appearance, Jiang Nan felt bored. He suddenly remembered Aunt Hei's invitation and said excitedly: "Boss, the inns in the city have been booked long ago. How about we go to the afternoon village to have a wedding banquet? We can stay here by the way. night."
"You know the way?"
"This is not simple. Just ask the locals."
Chen Mu knew that his question was too stupid, so he immediately handed over the power of guiding the road to Jiang Nan and said casually: "You will be responsible for the rest of the trip."
"Okay, the custody has been arranged for you."
Jiang Nan was delighted. She had too few opportunities to take the lead in front of Chen Mu. She turned around and wanted to ask the man what he wanted, but suddenly her face changed: "How did your face recover?"
"When the body is in a dream, all changes in appearance are covered up by the dream power. I cannot use the dream power for the time being. It will save some effort to restore the original appearance."
"I don't quite understand."
"Feng Porridge was stabbed through his vest by me, did you see that?"
"Um!"
"He was possessed by the man in black before. My sword actually killed the man in black, so Feng Xiafan's original memory was restored after being suppressed, which in turn took over Feng Xiafan's body. In other words, he He was originally a dream character, but he got a body in the real world, so he had the basis to leave the dream and enter reality.”
"Oh! Just like me?"
"On the contrary, your reality consciousness occupies the dream body, and his dream consciousness occupies the real body. Although both can exist in the real world, their worldviews are different."
"That's right! Then will he still be able to do martial arts in the real world? Can you take him out and be a thug for us?"
"It has moves but no inner strength, just like ordinary people who learn martial arts. Well, I will explain it to you when I have time and lead the way."
After ending the conversation, without waiting for Jiang Nan to reply, Chen Mu was already distracted and entered the sea of consciousness.
Meng Lihai, who had just lost his master, was very manic, and he also faced the fate of being devoured. He needed to spend a lot of energy to cope, otherwise his consciousness might be damaged and he would become insane. Moreover, he is only a second-level dream interpreter, and his mental power can barely suppress the second-level dream power sea. Before returning to the real world, he does not even dare to act rashly to swallow the dream power he obtained.
Fortunately, the probability of encountering other dream masters in the dream world is still very small. It took Chen Mu half an hour to solve the problem. At this time, Jiang Nan stopped and pointed the way: ahead, there was a family holding a happy event.
