I'm just a big Luo Jinxian

If he hadn't absorbed the power of fear, how huge would be the difference in strength between Freddy and Jiang Qingyue?

Freddy is almost like an ordinary person wearing steel claws, and his indestructible body is useless in front of the yin attribute.

And even if Jiang Qingyue doesn't know any power-generating skills, hasn't learned any boxing and Sanda, and hasn't exercised her body, she can still have two hundred catties of strength with a single arm swing only with her Taiyin body.

A child who is only nine years old this year, with a swing of two hundred pounds with one arm, and a punch of more than 300 pounds with all his strength... is simply a humanoid fighting tyrannosaurus.

Nightmare?Believe it or not?Believe it or not?

It was precisely because the Dream Demon knew this that he did not dare to confront it head-on.

But even so, the absurd and terrifying experience before still made Jiang Qingyue extremely uneasy.

After Song Jiajia came back late at night, Jiang Qingyue pounced on her, hugged her mother tightly, and told her about her previous experience.

However, Song Jiajia didn't believe it. On the contrary, she was very worried about the situation of her "daughter", and rubbed his long hair wearily: "Qingyue, you have had a nightmare, and you may still be sleepwalking. But don't worry, mom will take you tomorrow." Go to the doctor, okay?"

Jiang Qingyue became anxious, and immediately argued that it was not as simple as a nightmare, and she did not sleepwalk.

Song Jiajia just nodded perfunctorily, and said softly in a coaxing tone: "Okay, okay, I understand, with mom here, don't be afraid, okay? Your dad needs to recuperate in the hospital for a while, mom will sleep with you."

Jiang Qingyue closed her mouth in despair, knowing that her mother would never believe her.

That night he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Early the next morning, Song Jiajia took him to the hospital.Looking at Jiang Qingyue's dark circles, the doctor simply prescribed some medicine for him, saying that it could help him sleep and improve his sleepwalking problem.

Afterwards, Jiang Qingyue went to school.

In Elm Primary School, he has two good friends, Tom and Susan.The legend about the dream monster was told to him by Tom, a little boy who likes to play pranks.

When get out of class was over, Jiang Qingyue told her two friends what happened last night. Susan was terrified and begged Jiang Qingyue to stop talking.

But Tom laughed loudly, questioning Jiang Qingyue's lying, thinking that he was deceiving himself, just to make himself afraid.He also said that he is a man, unlike a little girl like Jiang Qingyue who will be scared to pee her pants casually.

Jiang Qingyue was very annoyed, and immediately argued that she was a boy.

Tom didn't believe it, and he even wanted to take off his skirt to identify himself. Susan was so frightened that he stopped him immediately.

As the class bell rang, the three children stopped fighting.

In this physical education class, Jiang Qingyue showed extremely exaggerated physical fitness, and even frightened the 1.9-meter black-skinned physical education teacher to be stunned. The cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground, and he murmured dully: " what the fuck..."

A jump of seven or eight meters high!

Leap nearly ten meters away!

The [-] meters only takes five seconds three four!

Damn...A primary school student, is it serious that the three data far exceed the world record indicators?

The whole playground was full of commotion and uproar, everyone was stunned by Jiang Qingyue.

Jiang Qingyue didn't feel joy, instead she frowned her delicate eyebrows, the sense of disobedience in her heart became stronger and stronger, and she always felt that something was wrong.

"I've always had this kind of physical ability, but why do I always remember a weak little girl, even before I thought I was a girl?" The more Jiang Qingyue thought about it, the more she felt wrong.

At the same time, after some disputes, the Three Emperors of the Great Dao outside the chessboard finally made a decision: "Speed ​​up the flow of dream time, and we can't drag it on!"

In an instant, everything in the entire dream world is like a video that has been fast-forwarded hundreds of times. All kinds of pictures are dazzling, and the sound is even more noisy.

Cultivators with insufficient sea-consciousness processing ability don't know what happened in it at all.

Lin Fei watched all this blankly, and even did not forget to mock the Three Emperors of the Great Dao: "Are you in a hurry?"

The Three Emperors of the Great Dao snorted coldly, but did not answer.

In the dream world, danger quickly approached Jiang Qingyue.

He soon had another nightmare. In the dream, he witnessed a bloody steel claw piercing Tom's chest, and blood gushed out in an instant.

"Help me!" Tom cried, but the succulent face of the succubus appeared behind him.

The Dream Demon looked at Jiang Qingyue with a pale face, and smiled sadly: "Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."

After Jiang Qingyue woke up, she immediately clamored to call Tom's house, and then looked out the window, feeling cold all over her body.

A scream pierced the silence of the night, and the lights in the master bedroom of Jiang's family turned on instantly, and his mother hurried over to ask him what was wrong.

Jiang Qingyue stretched out her trembling fingers and pointed out the window.

Song Jiajia's face paled at a glance, and she hugged the child into her arms and covered his eyes.

On the elm tree outside the window hung the body of a little blond boy.

Five blood holes had been pierced through his chest with a sharp weapon, and his upper body was naked, with large bloodstains flowing.A pair of lifeless fish eyes were facing the window, as if watching the mother and child.

The dark wind blew, and the leaves rattled, shadowy, and even Tom's body was shaking slightly, like a ghost in the wind.

The sound of the police siren soon alarmed the entire street. Everyone was stunned by this scene, and even more terrified.

Jiang Qingyue told the police that it was the work of the Dream Demon, but naturally no one believed the absurd words said by the little brat, and decided that it was the work of a murderer.

After taking down Tom's body and inspecting it, the police instantly looked solemn and looked at Song Jiajia: "Ma'am, you have to be careful."

On Tom's chest, there is an English writing cut out by a sharp weapon: save the best for last.

And on the damaged skin on his back, there are also rows of dense small English writing: "Jiang Qingyue, cute little sweetheart, I like little girls the most. Compared with the rancid smell emitted by boys, it's still like you The little girl is sweeter and more delicious."

"I want to send you a dream of spring, and then die in the most beautiful dream."

What the spring dream refers to is naturally self-evident.

There was an uproar among the crowd, and they all looked at the "mother and daughter" with sympathy and panic.

"It seems that the murderer is not only a murderer, but also a bt. He has a special hobby for little girls and must have serious psychological problems." A fat police officer analyzed it this way.

Song Jiajia asked the police to provide 24-hour protection, but the police shied away saying that the police force is limited, and that detecting the case and catching the murderer is the right thing to do right now, so they just refused.

It wasn't until Song Jiajia slipped a wad of dollars secretly that the police agreed with a smile.

"Don't worry, with the two of us here, no one will hurt you. If this bt killer dares to show up, I will kill him with one shot." A policeman said confidently, turning the revolver in his hand.