Qi Xingshan made a helpless argument, and instantly infected the whole world like a plague.

Bai Xiao looked at what he saw, everyone in the venue put on helpless faces at the same time. This kind of puppet-like posture made everything in his sight look unrealistic.

There were strange voices coming from the crowd.

It seems to be intertwined by countless sounds, including men and women, old and young, the sound seems to be crisp and hoarse, and the echoes seem to be able to directly pollute the human spirit.

"You have never liked a strong and autonomous her. All you like is a strong personality but is weak in reality and has to rely on you."

"You never treat her as a pure lover. She is a powerful opponent or even an opponent in your heart. Her intelligence makes you long for you and jealous makes you angry. You have played with her hundreds of games. Every time you lose, you will expect to completely step on the winner."

"She is like a pure and pure petal, and your love for her is just a hope to have the privilege of applying ink on the petals."

This ghost-like voice came from all directions, intertwined in countless excitements, and then stirred in Bai Xiao's mind.

Bai Xiao did not rush to be angry or struggled, but subconsciously covered his chest with his hands and whispered to himself: "Are these subconscious minds extracted from one's own?"

After asking for his own questions, he immediately got a seemingly intimate answer.

"Thinking in dreams is the deepest thinking. Humans can use rationality to overwrite the surface of thinking, but cannot change the deep content. This dream presents your subconscious mind and your deepest desires."

Bai Xiao pondered for a moment, combined with what he knew and memories from the past ten years, he finally nodded.

"It makes sense, I understand."

This indifference, but it seemed to have substantial power, instantly suppressed Qi Xingshan's power, the surrounding murmurs slowed down, and the atmosphere like a ghost in the venue gradually calmed down.

Qi Xingshan was a little incredible. The old man's purple-dyeed eyes stared at Bai Xiao and asked: "Since that's the case, this meaningless dream should have a final conclusion. You just need to be calm..."

Bai Xiao interrupted: "My conclusion is of course to support the little princess. The new dynasty will be the Thunder Dynasty, and her rule will last for three thousand years until it is broken by the arrival of the demons."

Hurry!

In an instant, everything around was like broken glass, and the already stable dream began to turbulently, and all kinds of negative emotions roared like boiling flames.

"Why?!" Qi Xingshan's voice quickly became sharp. He was still a vicissitudes of life in the first syllable, but the last syllable was like a metal whistle.

Bai Xiao was amused by this change: "It is natural to support the person you like, do you have to ask why?"

"You don't really like her! Deep inside you..."

"Thoughts deep in my heart do not represent a person's actual thoughts. The conclusions covered by reason can be called "actual". If humans only act according to their instincts in their hearts, they are still eating raw and drinking blood. I don't think that those who advocate eating raw and drinking blood are qualified to guide me in doing things."

Bai Xiao made serious rebuttals, and with his words, this broken world seemed to be bound by invisible power, and every piece of fragment began to return to its original position and re-bonded into its original appearance.

"Everyone will hide dirty thoughts deep in his heart. This is human nature, but human civilization is based on the rejection of these thoughts. As long as you accept the standards of civilization, you will naturally disagree with the so-called deep in your heart. You have just worked hard to dig out my subconscious and induce me with the so-called deep in your heart. It is really a confusing behavior."

After a pause, Bai Xiao said again: "If Lan Lan was here, there should be more sharp and sarcastic words to evaluate you. I couldn't imagine that, so I won't say it. But there is something you still need to know. From the beginning, I have actually heard people say everything you said."

At this moment, the storm stopped suddenly, and Qi Xingshan made an incredible voice in a twisted posture: "Who is it?"

"Of course it's the person I like."

"impossible!"

In an instant, the world completely broke down.

Uncountable souls poured out along the cracks in the world. They each showed a distorted form that was enough to pollute the mind. Some were fierce strange beasts passed down from ancient times by the Snow Mountain Tribe, some were legendary ghosts and monsters from the southern continent, and some... vaguely corresponded to the evil eyes of the demons that Bai Xiao had witnessed!

The malice of the world is like surging mud, and individuals stand in it, like dead leaves in the surging waves, and they do not even have the ability to float on the sea surface, and will be swallowed up in an instant.

However, facing the crisis of the world's overturn, Bai Xiao only felt relieved.

Because this dream finally brought the battlefield into the most familiar field Bai Xiao in a way that was intuitive and convenient enough.

He was not good at presiding over the spoils and distribution meeting before, so he could only entrust himself to Lan Lan... But I think it is obvious that in this dream of his protagonist, it is obviously not feasible to delegate his main work to the dreamer.

He must break through the last level.

And for Bai Xiao, nothing is more familiar to him than this kind of atmosphere of being an enemy of the world.

In the Snow Mountain Tribe, at Hongshan Academy... Bai Xiao has long been used to being out of touch with the world around him, and has also been used to forcing his fist to open a road at the end of his life.

In the evil tide of the sludge, Bai Xiao silently stretched out half of the black bone spear. In an instant, the darkness around seemed to fade a little, and the surging tide stopped.

Bai Xiao's bone spear obviously has a great effect on these resentful souls with the above ancient heresy as the core.

But soon, the surrounding tide began to move. Correspondingly, Bai Xiao gradually felt the palm of his palm hot, as if there was inexplicable heat passing along the bone spear.

In the tide, Qi Xingshan's seemingly sarcastic voice came: "You alone cannot resist our resentment for thousands of years!"

Bai Xiao frowned.

The heat from the palm of the palm accumulates more and more, as if you can smell the burnt smell of the flesh. What's worse is that with the heat and powerful force, it also transmits it, swaying, constantly interfering with Bai Xiao's sense of touch.

The straight bone spear in his hand seemed to have become a winding snake, unable to pierce out sharp straight lines, and no longer be a magic weapon...

And just as Bai Xiao had doubts about the weapons in his hand, the tides around him roared without hesitation.

Bai Xiao's face remained unmoved, but he couldn't help but sneer in his heart: He is worthy of being a loser in the old era.

Even the hunter's straight hook trap can't be seen.

How could Bai Xiao question the bone spear that had been with him for many years? It was the bone that extended from his body and was the closest comrade-in-arms.

Just as the Black Tide was about to reach his body, the bone spear in Bai Xiao's hand changed again, expanding several times in an instant, from a sharp spear to a battle axe that opened the world.

Although this weapon inherited from the tribe's predecessors is still uncontrollable in reality, since this is a dream, this is also a dream, and the heretics who were suppressed by the Fire King in the Elemental Pool in reality have no ability to make trouble.

In fact, it is these resentful souls that set off waves far beyond reality in their dreams, which immediately inspired Bai Xiao and expanded his imagination.

The battle axe that created the world appeared in the dream, and in an instant, hundreds of ghosts broke into the world.

A deep axe mark appeared in the wave. Without Bai Xiao wielding the battle axe, the world was already damaged. The dark sludge was forcibly separated into millions of resentful souls. Bai Xiao could even clearly see their faces before melting.

There are old and young, men and women... It is very different from what I saw in my dream just now. I think those are the true faces of the dream weaver.

In an instant, Bai Xiao’s heart realized something.

When the dreamweaver reveals his true face, the dream comes to an end. Now is the most fragile moment of this nightmare, and he wants to seize the opportunity.

Bai Xiao's trapezoid muscle subconsciously raised his arms and lifted the battle axe. At the same time, he clasped his hands tightly, and his ten fingers were almost embedded in the handle of the axe, laying the foundation for the subsequent slash that would open up the world with great grip.

The next moment, his shoulder muscles swelled up like a burst, and the heavy battle axe made a thrilling arc. The axe blade was raised high on his shoulders, and the painted black blade face seemed to be about to cut through everything.

Thousands of resentful souls felt that the end of the world was approaching and let out a final wail: "Don't even think about destroying our dreams!"

Bai Xiao was unmoved and only slashed the battle axe diagonally in a flawless posture based on the unforgettable picture in his mind and the memories engraved in his body.

The next moment, the bizarre dream world forced to return to normal.

The rolling black tide is like pencil handwriting painted by an eraser, leaving only a trace of wrinkles in the air.

The noise in the venue was restored, and those who stared at Bai Xiao like puppets returned to normal.

Lan Lan secretly pushed Bai Xiao with his elbow: "Did something happen just now?"

Bai Xiao seriously provided a concise and informative answer: "Yes."

The little princess held the hem of the skirt and greeted Bai Xiaoyingying: "Thank you."

Bai Xiao smiled back and said, "I should thank you. I have helped me with targeted training. I can only be at ease when I encounter this situation."

Lu Xun couldn't help but speak, "What happened?"

"It's hard to describe it."

Lu Xun carefully studied it and felt that the amount of information was 4 times higher than that of Lan Lan, so he happily accepted the answer.

As for the others in the venue, most of them seemed to be unaware of the changes just now.

They didn't even notice that Qi Xingshan had disappeared, and the replacement of the old man was a middle-aged woman with a vaguely familiar face.

She wore a crown that symbolized the leader of Liming, but she did not have the aura of Qi Xingshan. When facing Bai Xiao and the little princess, she lowered her head and showed a submission posture.

Then, from her mouth, the voices of everyone in the venue were revealed.

"We are willing to regard His Royal Highness the Princess as king!"

Crazy.

The tide finally completely receded.

——

Bai Xiao opened his eyes again and saw only a gray sky.

Beside me is the cracked earth burned by flames.

"Yo, are you awake?"

The light and flying sound naturally belongs to Lan Lan, and the sky in sight was also taken away by the girl's face without hesitation.

"What have you seen in your dreams? Have you ever seen the Fire King?"

Accompanied by Lan Lan's question, there were dense footsteps around him coming towards him. Qingyue and the students of the Shengyuan Empire all looked at him with curious eyes.

Bai Xiao looked around and felt that the magnificent flame king's court seemed to remain in his sight. However, the hard touch of the earth behind him reminded him that everything before was just a dream.

"How long have I slept?"

Lan Lan replied: "It's not long before I have time to doodle on your face."

Qingyue added: "To be precise, it's not time to wipe off the graffiti."
To be continued...