Liyue: Dijun wants to support me every day

Chapter 83

Under the orders of the Demon God of Dreams, the teenagers guarded them and tortured them, forcing them to submit to the Demon God of Dreams.

However, the teenagers did not torture them as they imagined.

At this point, the dream came to an abrupt end.

Mandrill was forced to digest this beautiful dream, the happier the person in the dream was, the more hideous his expression was.

Because he knew what the result of this beautiful dream would be.

The boy in the dream did not torture the 'sinner', but he could not resist the order of the demon god of the dream after all.

He killed those "sinners" who resisted and refused to submit one by one in front of the "sinners" who were still alive, and told them that this was the fate of not submitting.

With his dirty hands, he tore up their dreams.

"How is it? My child, how does the sweet dream taste? Is it sweet?" The Dream Demon God smiled softly.

The taste of sweet dreams is a kind of enjoyment for demon gods and human beings, and few people would refuse this kind of happiness.

Her subjects are all sleeping in the dream created by her power, never hungry, cold, always with the one they love the most, never wandering, and always happy.

This is the gift she gave to her subjects as a demon god.

And the young man in front of him was the first subject that the Demon God of Dreams had ever seen, who would suffer from sweet dreams.

Perhaps because of curiosity, or because of kindness, she did not grant him a deep sleep, but let him wake up and stay by her side.

But she believed that one day, he would also be able to indulge in the happiness brought by the sweet dreams.

However, for Mandrill, to swallow the dream of a loser or a sinner is to open his wound again, it is a long delay.

Mandrill pressed his temples tightly with both hands, and sweet dreams were stirring in his mind.

This ball of sweet dreams is indeed delicious, flowing with a sweetness like honey.

If he accepts to taste this dream, maybe it won't be so painful.

However, this is not what he wants!

"Do not……"

The sweet dream finally passed, and Mandrill also lost his strength and fell to the ground. He closed his slack eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"Heh." The Dream Demon God chuckled, and she looked towards a corner of the dungeon, "Come out."

At this time, Zhong Cha, who was restrained in a corner by the Demon God of Dreams, was finally able to move.

She glanced at Mandrill who fell to the ground, his brows were still furrowed, as if he was having a nightmare.

"Demon God of Dreams, you should be thankful that I don't have the ability to kill you." Zhong Cha said calmly, squatting down beside Mandrill, trying to soothe the grief between his brows.

My wife was tortured like this, it would be a lie not to be angry!
After Mandrill locked her in the dungeon, the Demon God of Dreams arrived on her hind legs, and she restrained Zhong Cha in a corner, saying that it was to let her watch a good show.

"Oh? You are still in my hands now, are you afraid that I will kill you first?" The Demon God of Dreams was neither angry nor angry.

"You have no intention of killing me yet." Zhong Cha already had a little understanding of her bad character.

"Hehe, you seem to know me very well."

Zhong Cha took a look at the Demon God of Dreams. To be honest, this thing is much easier to deal with than the doctor, and it is also much easier to understand.

Emotions are written all over the face.

The Demon God of Dreams hummed an out-of-tune ballad, thinking she was in a very good mood at the moment, "I might as well tell you, the next dream he wants to swallow is yours.

Moreover, after you have a so-called relationship. "

"Really vicious."

"Hehe, so I really won't kill you in a short time."

Zhong Cha ignored her, she slid her hand under Mandrill's knee, and hugged him horizontally.

The Demon God of Dreams didn't stop her.

When passing by the Demon God of Dreams, Zhong Cha raised his eyes to look at her, "Where is his room?"

"Oh? What you should do at this time is not to stay away from him for your own life?" The Demon God of Dreams realized that he didn't quite understand her thoughts.

But this behavior beyond her expectations aroused her great interest.

"Don't tell me you'll let me go if I don't develop feelings for him?"

"No, it will only die faster."

"That's it." Zhong Cha said angrily, "So where is his room?"

"The entire dungeon is his room."

"What about the bed?"

"I will not inquire into the private lives of my subjects."

"So, don't tell me that a place as big as the Dream Demon God doesn't even have a bed!"

"As I said, I will not intervene in the private lives of my subjects."

"...Then where do you usually sleep?"

"Heh, the Demon God doesn't need to rest?"

Okay, all night party, huh?
"...Then where do your subjects sleep?"

With that said, the Demon God of Dreams brought Zhong Cha to a huge empty space.

There are many long wooden boxes neatly placed inside, and each long wooden box is enough to accommodate a person.

The long wooden boxes are stacked one on top of the other up to the top.

Zhong Cha hugged the comatose Mandrill, his mouth slightly opened, his pupils trembled, "Your subjects are all dead?"

The Demon God of Dreams was dissatisfied with her question, "They are still alive."

"Then why are they all sleeping in coffins!"

"They are all sleeping in the happiest dream." The Demon God of Dream said softly, she was very satisfied with the scene before her, "They will spend this life happily forever.

Even their useless bodies have a comfortable place to store them. "

The patterns on the coffin were exquisite, and Zhong Cha could feel the intentions of the Demon God of Dreams towards his subjects.

But not much.

"Are they really your subjects?" Zhong Cha still couldn't believe it. The ones lying in the coffin were the subjects of the Demon God of Dreams.

"Yes." The Demon God of Dreams walked towards the coffins of her sleeping subjects, "I know that human beings may not like this kind of 'happiness', but this is a manifestation of their ignorance.

When they are awake, they have to endure all kinds of illnesses, all kinds of injustices, and all kinds of joys and sorrows.

Only in their dreams can they be truly happy. "

A coffin floated in front of the Demon God of Dreams. She lifted the lid with her own hands, hooked her fingers, and a human body flew out from behind Zhong Cha, flying towards the Demon God of Dreams.

Zhong Cha followed the human body to the side of the Demon God of Dreams, and looked down at the human being she put in the coffin.

There was a bloody hole on his chest.

Zhong Cha recognized that this was the man killed by the Demon God of Dreams controlling Mandrill in the dungeon.

His chest rose and fell gently, obviously, he was not dead.

"Hmm... Let me think about it. His sweet dream should be that the gods he believes in have not been killed by me, and they still bless them with a good harvest." The Demon God of Dreams stretched out his hand and touched his forehead.

The person lying quietly in the coffin had a smile on his face.

"So, all the humans you killed will lie in coffins?" Zhong Cha couldn't help asking.

"Yes, this is their happiest ending." The Demon God of Dreams closed the coffin, waved his hand, and the coffin returned to its original position.

(End of this chapter)