Do you want to manipulate other people's dreams? This is not a strange ability. Imil doesn't even need to use extra yin power to break into the dream world. His body stagnated and turned into a gray light smoke, which attached to Doctor Qiyi.

"Is this a dream?" Spider-Man looked at Emire in surprise and dissipated in front of his eyes. He finally understood why Dr. Octopus suddenly seemed to have changed his personality when the evil six-man attacked him.

"Don't bother him!" Magdalina blurted out and covered Spider-Man's face: "Shut up your mouth and protect the body of the curious Doctor!"

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"I really don't understand why you spent a rare weekend in this boring museum."

Imil only felt a black light flashing in front of his eyes, and his whole person appeared at the door of a museum like teleportation. Looking at the five-star red flag flying in the square, and his girlfriend Yanan who expressed his dissatisfaction in soft words, he felt a sensation.

The sky is always clean after the storm. Yanan likes this pure and untainted blue sky, so she wears a blue dress that is as clean as the sky.

The sunlight after the rain is gentle and warm, shining on the girl's bright and bright smile, giving off a dazzling look.

Yanan smiled and half true and half false, acting coquettishly at Emire. This is his girlfriend he made in his previous life, and he was in different grades of the same university. Her figure is not as full as Western women, but she is born with a special charm, which is enough to make her not inferior to Kathlin.

"So this is because someone else has controlled my dream. He already knows my past?" Emier stood there, looking up at the sky and muttered to himself: "No. No, after my resurrection, only Emier's memory in my body. Even if a nightmare can read my past from the memory nerves in my mind, it is impossible to see me in my previous life."

This is not allowed by the rules of the universe. Even the existence that descended into Magdalena's body in St. John's Cathedral cannot detect the memories he deliberately concealed when exploring Imil's soul.

Like the memories of the previous life, Imir was locked in his heart with heavy protection, and no one could take it out.

Imil shook his head and laughed: "In other words, this is just my own illusion? Even dreams are not as good as nightmare. It seems that you are just like this. You can't pull me into the dream at all."

In fact, even if he wanted to break into Doctor Strange's dream, this was not something that Nightmare could do. He really found a coincidence and happened to meet Doctor Strange this time, he didn't know who he fought with, and he was in deep sleep like an ordinary person.

Imil breathed a sigh of relief. He lifted a yin force to protect himself, looking at Yanan standing in front of him and staring at him. This was indeed just an illusion deep in his memory. The pretty beauties opposite him were not surprised by the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of

Because this is just a fixed memory. In a trance, Imil felt that the past was so strange, as if he didn't belong there at all.

After experiencing all kinds of thrilling adventures in the Marvel Universe, if I really lose all my abilities, Imil will be unable to integrate into the ordinary human world where I was in the previous life.

Although I knew it was just a bond in my heart, Imil still had difficulty facing his girlfriend's smile. He hugged Yanan and said deeply: "Even though I knew it was just an illusion, I still couldn't help but want to say to you - sorry."

"Forgive me for leaving. Forgive me for leaving. Forgive me for being with you forever. Forgive me for not being able to fulfill my promise to be with you forever. I love you. I once loved you wholeheartedly and I am willing to give my life for you. In fact, I did do this."

No matter how Emire conveyed the sorrow in his heart, the woman he hugged in his arms was still indifferent.

She was still repeating the actions she had done before to Emire. What she said was that the light blue dress was slightly blown by the wind, revealing her calves that were whiter and more delicate than the clouds in the sky.

"I don't know what I will encounter in the future, but I will always keep a corner for you in my heart."

Imil looked at Yanan warmly, finally said nothing, and leaned over and kissed her. The four lips were tightly intertwined, and Imil's heart was beating wildly, and Imil's sweet and wet breath in my memory kept floating from the other person's cherry lips.

At the same time, a soft and slippery little tongue passed through Emier's half lips and leaned into his mouth. This was her favorite hot kissing action.

Imir savored the familiar smell, and two tears slowly slid down his face.

The blood in his body flowed faster and he tried hard to emit a white light, while a layer of dark green flame suddenly rose from his body, and even the air was ignited.

If the woman he was hugging was just a phantom of memory, she would have been frightened by Emire's current appearance and screamed in shock.

"Ah———" A sad wail, Yanan, who was burned by the ghost fire, suddenly turned into blue light spots and dissipated into the world. As she dissipated, the whole world collapsed.

Imil opened his eyes and found himself in a hell of upside down, left and right. The strange doctor in a mess was lifted by Nightmare in his hand. Except for the painful moan in his mouth, he had no power to fight back.

The ugly nightmare, wearing dark brown cloth armor, was riding on a black one-horned war horse with an ugly face, and was holding a rifle in his other hand and about to pierce Doctor Strange's body.

"I'm sorry for disturbing your entertainment, but I've brought you your gift - nightmare, come!" Emier turned his body and showed up the Ghost King suit. He slightly tidied up the tattered striped sweater on his body, and squeezed out a smile with his burned face: "Oh, this place is really boring."

As Imir finished speaking, the upside down hell instantly turned into a Gothic castle. A round moon rose from behind the castle, becoming more strange and terrifying.

The sudden change surprised Nightmare. He looked at the vast wilderness left and right, and grabbed the roaring war horse under his seat and said in a deep voice: "Oh, I really didn't expect that you actually have the ability to manipulate dreams!"
Chapter completed!