The Dragon from Hell

Chi Xiao was standing on the edge of Qin Feng's dream. He was deeply in it, but he controlled the direction of the entire dream.

This was his effective method, to weave a dream that suited him best and was what he most desired in his heart.

The person who entered the nightmare was immersed in it, and in his heart, that was what was really happening.

At this time, he only needed to stir up the nightmare again and cut off this good dream, and then the nightmare would begin.

The people outside the ring had different expressions, and most of them had mockery in their eyes.

They were laughing at Qin Feng's overestimation of his own abilities.

Qin Feng in the nightmare was immersed in it, and it seemed that he was walking very smoothly along the path arranged by Chi Xiao for him.

But the people outside the ring were like cold-blooded spectators, they knew that Qin Feng was "dreaming".

In the dream, they did not allow anyone to be so arrogant.

But most people's mocking eyes were longing. Wasn't everything in Qin Feng's dream what they longed for in their hearts?

If possible, it would be nice to have such a beautiful dream.

After all, in a nightmare, the dreamer will not know that he is dreaming.

They will truly feel everything in the dream and spend their magnificent life in it.

As for the few people who did not show any envy, they were either indifferent or calm. Under their eyes, whether they had no feeling for such a dream or were unwilling to show it, only they themselves knew.

The scenes in Qin Feng's nightmare began to switch rapidly. He welcomed the heavenly tribulation, but fell into a coma after a thunder tribulation fell.

Everything that followed was the beginning of his nightmare.

The nightmare fell into darkness, and then slowly began to have pictures. At first it was very blurry, and then gradually became clear, revealing a dilapidated house.

Even outside the ring, people outside seemed to be able to smell the stench of the house in the nightmare.

The stench was overwhelming, there was a pile of firewood in the corner, and a cold kang was about to crack, with only a very thin layer of straw on it.

The ground was covered with dust, dirt and excrement, and just looking at it made people frown.

At this time, everyone realized that the nightmare was from Qin Feng himself.

He should have been welcoming the thunder tribulation of his ascension, but after waking up, he saw the room where he had lived for three years.

Qin Feng still had a headache when he woke up. He frowned and tapped his head lightly: "What's going on? Am I not going through the tribulation..."

What answered him was the sound of the door being kicked open. This room without any windows had a shabby wooden door locked by a heavy chain. After being kicked open, the wooden door almost "died" directly.

Then a fierce-looking man came into view, his face full of disgust and impatience: "Did you poop on the kang again? Damn, what a beast!"

Qin Feng looked down as he said this. His clothes had long been dirty and smelly, and were covered with a lot of filth. Some of them looked fresh, and some had dried up. A stench hit him in the face, instantly awakening all his memories.

"How, how could this happen? Why am I here?" Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to get up, but as soon as he moved, he felt a sharp pain in his lower back. Something wet his clothes and stuck tightly to his back. As long as he moved, his whole body was in pain.

His limbs seemed to be concentrated by thunder, and the pain of being shattered hit him in the face, making him tremble.

The man who had just walked in was holding a bowl of food made of something unknown. Seeing him like this, he walked over and put the bowl on his head, followed by a slap.

——Snap!

This loud slap directly knocked Qin Feng's head off, and he fell to one side like a broken sack.

After experiencing the glory before, Qin Feng's experience at this time was so ironic.

It seems that everyone has seen that Chi Xiao is really cruel. He actually sent Qin Feng, who was about to ascend to the sky, back to the three years when he was mad at home after his spirit bones were dug out.

A genius boy whose spirit bones were dug out by the evil demon has become a fool who sleeps in feces all day, and even a servant can bully him at will.

A great cultivator who was once recognized by Wanjun Sword and had an extraordinary status in the immortal gate, but he couldn't even fight back. This slap could make him spit blood.

But this is not the cruelest thing. The cruelest thing is that anyone can see that Qin Feng is awake now.

He retains all his previous memories, but is trapped in this disabled body.

"Damn it, I'm so unlucky. My life is already hard, and now I have to serve a fool like you. I've become a useless person.I'm still alive. It's been a year. Do you still think I can become the young master I used to be? You're dreaming! "

The servant came up and punched and kicked. He might not only be angry at Qin Feng, but seemed to want to vent all the unhappiness in life on him.

Some people are like this. Although on weekdays, this servant can only be servile and flattering to others, he can be a strong man in front of Qin Feng.

And what makes him more satisfied is that Qin Feng was also a strong man in the past, and he was also the kind of strong man he needed to be servile to face.

Now that the strong man has fallen, he has become something that he, a "lowly man", can trample on at will, which makes people feel a lot of pleasure for nothing.

Even though Qin Feng had always been gentle and kind when he was in the Qin family, this did not prevent the servant from venting all the injustice in his heart on him.

Qin Feng was very angry. He wanted to resist a long time ago, but he found that he could not control his body at all.

He could not feel his strength, let alone his spirit bones.

The servant's punches and kicks were not as panic as his inner panic: "How could this happen? How could it become like this? Where are my spirit bones? "

A familiar memory came to him at this time: a year ago, a year after he was chosen by Wuxiang Sect, he had lost his spirit bone.

After his fire spirit bone was dug out, he could not stand the stimulation and became crazy.

At first, his parents still tolerated him with pity, and his wife also came to persuade and comfort him.

But as he became more and more crazy, he was locked up after "almost" killing his wife and children.

Finally, a year finally wore out everyone's patience, and even his parents who once regarded him as proud showed him disgust.

The wound where his spirit bone was dug out would split from time to time, and it took quite expensive spiritual medicine to temporarily repair it for a period of time.

Even if the Qin family was rich, spiritual medicine was not something that ordinary mortals could afford.

So he was sent here, and his family hoped that he would fend for himself!