So, Lianjiang began to observe the surrounding environment.

This is a field, full of white flowers everywhere, the golden sunlight is blocked by a white cloud above the head, casting a shadow, and further away, there are large forests and snow-capped mountains.

Lian Jiang woke up, and an extremely vague thought flashed through his subconscious mind. This should be a dream. Only in the dream can things that have never appeared in his memory appear.

"You have a chance to change your destiny!"

The man in front of him was still repeating this sentence mechanically without any emotion, but Lian Jiang did not listen again. Everything in the dream was fake, and he had no intention of talking to the illusory people.

Lianjiang looked up and wanted to look at the forests and snow-capped mountains in the distance, but at this time, the forests and snow-capped mountains had disappeared.

He looked at the man in white robe in front of him again, and found that the man in front of him had also disappeared, and there was a huge potted plant beside him.

This is a strange white tree. It has no trunk and has countless branches. These branches are stretching hard in all directions. Looking away from it, it is like a white ball with countless tentacles.

"You have a chance to change your destiny!"

A familiar voice came, and countless branches of the strange tree swelled wildly, turning into dense pale arms. These arms twisted and squeezed together, forming a huge face with a painful expression.

This painful face was looking at him calmly.

Monster? Nightmare... Nightmare?

Even though he subconsciously felt that he was dreaming, Lian Jiang was still shocked and panicked, and a strong fear emerged in his heart.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the darkness in front of him was still there. Beside him, his wife was still sleeping, making delicate and even breathing sounds.

Hu, Hu... Lian Jiang sat up and gasped gently, trying to get himself out of the influence of his dream as soon as possible.

"What happened?" His wife was awakened by Lian Jiang's movements and sat up and asked.

Lian Jiang shook his head: "A nightmare."

Yes, it was just an ordinary nightmare, he told himself the same.

"Is this really the case?" The wife was not relieved. She walked out of bed and lit the oil lamp. The orange light lit up to dispel the darkness.

"I'm really fine." Under the orange light, Lian Jiang's fear was even more dissipated. He touched the sweat that did not exist on his forehead and emphasized, "It's really... it's just a nightmare."

In front of his gentle and timid wife, he must maintain his former strong image.

"Is it really okay?" the wife asked again.

"It's okay." Lian Jiang pursed his lips tightly, and his voice fell, "It's really okay."

"Go to bed early, there is still a lot of work to do tomorrow morning."

My wife completely relieved her heart. She turned around and came to the table and wanted to turn off the oil lamp. Her family was not rich, and thrift was almost an instinct.

Looking at his wife's figure, Lian Jiang's face gradually softened. Although the painful face was so realistic, he was still full of fear when he thought about it now, but he did not let it destroy his emotions and then affect his wife's condition.

Thinking of this, a wonderful sense of giving and satisfaction arose in his heart, and he once again maintained the harmony and stability of his family.

“A mere nightmare.”

"You... have...a chance to change your destiny!" A calm voice appeared, as if it was heard in his ears.

Lian Jiang's body immediately stiffened. He was so familiar with the voice that he immediately fell into indescribable fear.

"Why did you give up!"

"Why give up!"

"Give up!"

Then a hysterical voice pierced his ears, which was filled with endless madness, violence, distortion, and disorder.

Lianjiang once again saw the field full of white flowers, and once again saw the towering mountains surrounded by forests and ice and snow.

He blinked hard, and the fields and mountains disappeared, but the firelight in front of him began to shake violently, and his wife's figure began to twist, showing heavy shadows.

He opened his mouth, but found that he had said countless words. He wanted to stand up, but found that he could no longer move.

Lian Jiang looked at his wife tightly, hoping that she could turn around and discover her special state and help herself. There were patrols in the village, and there were martial artists with successful martial arts, so she could definitely help her.

The surroundings began to shake, and all the affairs were shaking. In Lian Jiang's eyes, his wife's movements were so slow.

Crack, strange but rhythmic sounds came, just like the sound of mirror cracking and tiles breaking.

The surroundings gradually blurred, as if fog was rising. This layer of fog slowly drove away the orange light. Yes, it was driving away the light.

Lian Jiang could no longer feel the existence of his body, and even his consciousness was shaking. Countless, subtle, and delicate murmuring were whispering in his ears.

It seems that there are countless people, countless insects, and countless animals talking, chirping, and roaring. Countless sounds penetrate his deafness and stuffing them into his head. His head hurts very much, especially painful, and it will explode the next moment he puts it.

At the end, a strange white tree appeared in his mind. It had no obvious trunk. Its branches stretched in all directions. It looked like a white ball with countless tentacles.

Countless branches turned into dense arms, which twisted and squeezed together, forming a huge face with a painful expression.

Now, this painful face is smiling, with endless malice in her smile.

"Your hands, your hands, are mine!"

At this moment, my wife bent down and blew out the oil lamp. The room completely darkened. Darkness surged from the sky, from the ground, from all directions, just like countless monsters rushing into this room like a crazily.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Under the blurred moonlight, a strange white tree slowly stretched out. It had no branches, and countless pale arms emerged from the tree body, swinging without wind.

It easily penetrated the house, and it grew taller and taller. In just twenty breaths, it became a white strange tree as high as twenty feet. Countless arms stretched freely, and a mysterious, cruel, and greedy aura spread out.

The arms stretched out, and they were stretched longer and longer, grabbing the villagers of Wanye Village one by one from their sleep. The panicked and frightened villagers had no resistance to such monsters. They could only make useless howls, begging for mercy, praying, and cursing.

Then, the villagers were caught in the air with their pale arms and stuffed into a huge mouth made of countless arms twisted, and blood flowed out from the edge of the mouth.

...

"Go to die!" "Go to die!"

"Go to die! Bastard!"

Huaixi danced with long swords, chopping down her arms. Behind him, a pair of boys and girls hugged each other tightly. While crying in a low voice, she looked at Huaixi who was blocking their faces with admiration.

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Chapter completed!