Believers of evil gods sneaked into my house, and san value went crazy

"There is an eternal strong man who is eyeing Lingzhou City."

Muyou narrowed her eyes like a cheetah.

This kind of behavior is simply disrespectful.

no matter who.

You have to pay the price in blood!

because this is……

The city where the Lord God lives!

But at this moment, Chen Feng, who was sitting on the side playing games, yawned.

During this period of time, he was already lazy and lethargic.

Never thought that sleepiness would be so fierce.

Chen Feng looked at Mu You:

"Did you hear anything?"

"Tick, tick, like a flute?"

Facing Chen Feng's question, Mu You nodded obediently.

"Did you hear that?"

"It sounds pretty good."

"I'll go to sleep first, things in the store..."

Mu You hurriedly patted her chest:

"Boss, go to sleep."

"It's all about me here."

Chen Feng yawned while walking towards the bedroom.

Mu You's attitude always makes people so satisfied.

Is ten yuan a day a little bit less?

thought here.

Chen Feng opened the door and immediately fell on the bed.

Sleep and sleep.

What's the useless thinking?

Chen Feng fell into a deep sleep.

I am used to the sound of the flute and the trampling of the floor.

This unfamiliar performance made Chen Feng feel a sense of novelty.

And in the darkness, those gods who would play and dance whenever Chen Feng fell asleep seemed to know what Chen Feng was thinking.

The Lord God has the right to decide everything.

Among them, naturally including the replacement of background music.

They no longer strum and jump.

Instead, they hide in every corner of the room.

In wardrobes, under beds, behind curtains.

They never left.

Instead, be ready at any time, and appear instantly when the Lord God needs them.

At this moment, the room fell into dead silence.

Same with all the people who collapsed and slept.

Chen Feng also entered into the world woven by music.

only……

In the moment of sharing the sound.

Everyone's originally beautiful dream content seemed to be covered with a layer of darkness.

There is no luster at all.

A second ago, the citizens of Lingzhou were still smiling.

At this second, they all frowned.

A dream can turn into a nightmare in an instant.

After the poet's music appeared.

Nightmare has come to the dreams of the citizens of Lingzhou.

The sun is shining and the sky is clear.

He smacked his lips and walked through one dream after another that seemed to be similar.

"It's still the same."

"The poet's ecstasy can always bring people the most beautiful picture."

"A man cannot do without power and beauty."

"Women can't do without jewelry and extravagance."

Sleeping Nightmare regards these dreams as a springboard and travels non-stop.

Occasionally see interesting dreams, and even stop to watch.

The appearance of leisurely walking in the courtyard does not look like looking for the divine mansion at all, but like playing around.

The Bounty Association gave him super confidence.

Therefore, the whole work is not as urgent as imagined.

But just when Sleeping Nightmare crossed over to a prairie dream again...

The bright sky, like white paper stained with ink, suddenly turned pitch black.

Not only that, the weather that was originally sunny and sunny also became violent at this time.

In the wind, there were also some ravings.

It's like the dead are mourning.

Nightmare frowned:

"What's up with the poet guy?"

"Isn't he the so-called creator of beautiful dreams?"

"Why is this happening now!"

Sleeping Nightmare was a little displeased.

But as the controller of the dream, you only need to replace it with another dream...

Thinking of this, Sleeping Nightmare stepped forward.

With just one step, he escaped from this rather weird dream.

then……

He saw new scenes.

Here is a deep sea.

The sleeping person seemed to have sunk directly into the bottom of the sea.

Here is a thousand meters below, and there is no sunlight at all.

The suppressed and suffocating breath made Sleeping Nightmare gradually realize something was wrong.

And the master in the dream was constantly suffering from suffocation.

Constantly drowned, and constantly resurrected.

There seems to be no end in general.

This cruel scene was unbearable even to Nightmare.

He took another step forward.

Immediately, there was another winding staircase in front of him.

Next to Nightmare, the person in the dream was desperately trying to escape from all this.

But this is a corridor connected end to end.

Run desperately to the top of the building, the door is just ahead.

I thought I could get rid of everything by opening the door and going out.

But I didn't expect that after opening the door, the darkness shrouded, and when I opened my eyes again.

Back to the starting point on the first floor.

In this way, the man in the dream fell into an endless loop.

An aura of horror and fear permeated the opponent.

And the appearance of Sleeping Nightmare made the man regard it as a life-saving straw.

He rushed towards Sleeping Nightmare.

His eyes were wide open, and his hands were twisted together like chicken feet.

The other party didn't know how long it had been through this terrible scene.

As a result, both eyes turned blood red.

Seeing the other party's madness, although he didn't want to admit it, Sleeping Nightmare did feel a trace of fear.

He used his ability without hesitation.

Escaped from this strange corridor that never ends.

Sleeping Nightmare was sure there was something wrong with the poet.

otherwise.

Why did the ability to crochet beautiful dreams turn into a machine for creating nightmares at this time?

Across several dreamlands in succession, all of them were unimaginable nightmares.

And now...

Nightmare, who was walking forward again, came to a brand new dreamland.

This is a bedroom.

A very ordinary bedroom.

Ordinary decor.

Ordinary beds.

Ordinary people lying in bed and sleeping under blankets.

Nightmare got a respite.

He looked around, except for the person on the bed, there was no one here.

Sleeping Nightmare never imagined that in his field of expertise, he would encounter such a terrible threat.

After soothing, Sleeping Nightmare's ordinary face gradually became a little annoyed.

He couldn't accept himself who had escaped just now.

Obviously, he has become an eternal strong man.

How could it be possible to run away in fright because of some simple dreams?