Chapter 95 Dreamland
Xi Muan had a dream.

In the majestic and resplendent hall with misty clouds and mist, there was a person who looked exactly like him, wearing a white armor, with long hair tied up, but it was messy, and the broken hair fell down, in a state of embarrassment.

His face was covered with blood, his eyes were scarlet, and the armor he wore was clean without a trace of blood.

Xi Muan stood not far away and watched.

I don't know what kind of pain it is, Xi Muan seems to be an outsider, but he seems to feel the same pain, his heart throbbed, and he couldn't help frowning.

"General, the soldiers are about to lose their hold..."

"Keep killing." Xi Mu'an stood far away, and when he heard the person who looked like him say these three words, there was no fluctuation in the expression on his face.

It's not right.

"General..." The soldier wanted to say more.

"Continue..." He turned his head, and the soldiers who met his eyes froze in place, "Kill."

"Yes." The soldier replied loudly, and ran out quickly.

In the entire hall, there was only one man left.

With a slight movement of his wrist, a long sword glowing with cold light suddenly appeared in his hand.

Lift your right hand and place it on your left chest, where your heart is.

Xi Mu'an saw the tenderness on his face, his lips moved slightly, but the voice was too low, he couldn't hear what he said, so he probably guessed that it might be someone's name.

Later, his voice became slightly louder, barely audible.

So, Xi Mu'an heard the man who looked like him say softly, "I'm afraid I won't have the face to see you."

"Please, wait for me."

The man disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Xi Mu'an hadn't reacted yet. He seemed to be taken through the space, and when he stood on the flat ground again, he was still a little dazed.

Then, he saw everything that was absolutely impossible to see in reality.

The sky is full of blood, the ground is full of bones, colorful lights and mist, swords and swords, against the dark sky, it looks like the cruelest hell.

It can be seen that these people seem to have only instinctive killing left.

This is boundless darkness, like a Shura field derived from malice, just looking at it is unbearable.

Xi Muan moved his fingers, looking for the person who looked the same as him.

All kinds of light passed through his body, the mist covered his vision, and the sword pierced his body, he finally saw that person.

If it is said that these soldiers only have the instinct to kill, then that person is killing for the sake of killing.

There was madness in his eyes, and the long sword was still clean, not stained with blood.And the white armor on his body was bright red.

His whole body was like a god of death walking out of blood, and when he raised his hand, it was the call of death.

He is indeed powerful, there are countless people in black, but he wiped out easily.

Xi Mu'an just stood there, watching that man kill.

But not long after, the scene changed again, and the man's scarlet eyes met his.

Those eyes seemed to condense the heaviest pain in the world, with boundless malice, Xi Mu'an couldn't help being bewitched by him.

"Find her." The man opened his mouth, and Xi Mu'an finally realized, and looked at him again.

"Find her." The man repeated again, a tear fell from his dry eyes.

Tears ran across his face, dripping slowly.

"Find her, you must find her." He repeated, trembling slightly, as if he was extremely fragile.

"It will be found."

(End of this chapter)

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