Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

Real dream, 100 years later.

Ling Bai (Nightmare) stands in the Star Forest and goes to the promotion place prepared by the demon spirit for him. He will witness the demon spirit transforming into an evil spirit.

Although he clearly knew that he was still in a dream, he still couldn't get rid of it because everything was too realistic. With Ling Bai's mental strength and determination, he could forcefully break away from ordinary dreams, but the real dream was an exception. The nightmare used his own At the expense of the past, he was pulled into a dream that he could not escape from.

The long grass under his feet made a rustling sound in the wind, like the waves of the sea. The further he walked, the clearer the outline of the promotion place. A steady drizzle began to fall in the sky, and the rain pattered on the leaves above his head. Sound.

Years later, everything is still exactly the same as in Nightmare's memory. Although it was an illusion caused by a real dream, Ling Bai finally came here, where the friendship between Nightmare and the demon spirit ended.

He didn't notice the evil figure standing under the tree in the distance behind him, staring at his back with a ferocious light in his eyes.

Ling Bai moved forward, and the evil shadow also moved forward, like a shadow that was dropped far, far away. There was a stern and vicious look in the evil shadow's eyes. It was originally a feminine and beautiful face, but now it looked like it was in the hands of a witch. A doll with a curse engraved on it.

If Ling Bai hadn't witnessed this scene with his own eyes, it would be hard for Ling Bai to believe that Nightmare could remember the past so clearly that he could recreate the exact same scene in his mind.

The nightmare kept repeating this dream. It was always raining in the Star Forest in the dream. After so many years, the nightmare had not really let go. Its memory, its resentment, and its loneliness all stayed in the same place.

The real nightmare must have set up a killing trap here, and it may be ambushed anywhere. The moment it appears, the killing trap will officially begin. Ling Bai was not nervous. He stood there quietly, his face as calm as water. Like a dead tree.

There seemed to be a demon sneering in the dark, light footsteps came from the distance, and warm liquid dripped on Ling Bai's body, as bright as red beans.Big red water droplets fell like rain.

Things began to twist here, and things beyond the ordinary began to appear. When the evil shadow appeared, the space around him became as terrifying as hell.

"Demon Spirit?"

Ling Bai was a nightmare, and his tone was as surprised as before.

"I don't want to die yet, I want to live another 10 years, Xiaomeng, don't hate me..."

The demon spirit lowered his head and listened to the gurgling sound of water. The bright red liquid slowly spread over the soles of his feet, as if he were standing in a pool of blood. He walked silently with a cruel smile in his eyes.

The demon spirit that always took care of the nightmare has been buried. All Ling Bai saw was the ferocious beast that wanted to live - the demon spirit.

The closer he got to Ling Bai, the happier the demon spirit smiled. He couldn't help but run. The blade transformed from his spirit rushed forward, tearing the air, and countless water droplets broke on the blade.

His speed and strength far exceeded the limit of Nightmare. He rolled up all the nearby water and formed a bloody storm behind him. The sharp blade completely penetrated Nightmare and Ling Bai.

At the last moment, the demon spirit stretched out one hand and hugged Ling Bai tightly, pressed the sharp blade with his chest, and pushed it all in.

He seemed to feel that Ling Bai's soul was struggling painfully on the knife. The demon spirit's body slowly changed, turning into the dark purple Ling Bai, and Ling Bai also retreated from the nightmare's body.

The dark purple Ling Bai was naturally a real nightmare. It couldn't help but laugh wildly. Many years ago, it was embraced like this and its soul was pierced by the demon spirit. Now, it was it that pierced Ling Bai.

It twisted the sharp blade, and Ling Bai stumbled forward. The blood behind him was like a waterfall. The hatred in the past became a force like a mountain torrent. His teeth and claws were bared, and his fierce look was revealed. Ling Bai fell into the red water.

Nightmare covered her face in excitement and made a strange sound that sounded like crying and laughing.

It's been a long time since this happened, but every time I use the Real Dream, the pain of betrayal still breaks my heart.

After narrowly escaping from the clutches of the demon spirit, it is like a homeless ghost with no relatives or friends.

"Demon spirit...demon spirit! Didn't we agree that when I break through 10 years, we would travel to the human world together... Why! Why!"

The nightmare screamed nervously and stumbled around. Everything was over. It was leaving here and burying the dream of reality deep in its heart again.

In the deepest part of the real dream, demon spirits are endlessly killing the former nightmare.

Real Dream is the most dangerous innate soul skill of Nightmare, because if you believe that you die in a dream, your consciousness in reality will also die, and Ling Bai will gradually cool down into a cold corpse.

The towering trees beside him flashed one after another, and the nightmare ran wildly. A moment ago it was a killing demon, but now it looks like a scared child.

The sound of a mental sharp knife piercing the body lingered in its ears, and it covered its ears to run away from this dreamland it had created.

It stopped while running, and Nightmare's eyes widened in horror, because there was a terrible sound from the front that would only be made when a sharp blade enters and exits the body.

How could this be?

He has obviously run far away, but there is still a bloody scene ahead. Who is killing whom here?

The evil figure and deep purple mist were exposed in the air. It was impossible for the nightmare to admit his mistake. He actually returned there again and watched the demon spirit betray him.

How could its own dream become like this?

Nightmare has had this dream countless times over the years, and he knows every plant and tree in the real dream very well. This was originally the Star Forest in the memory, but now the Star Forest is twisting into a huge maze, and it has become a part of the maze. The mice, just like those enemies who fall into a real dream for the first time, will have a sense of fear in their hearts that they will never be able to leave after stepping into it.

The nightmare rushed in a certain direction, panting and roaring, and after turning an unknown number of corners, it returned here again.

It turned around and ran away. It ran in the dream of reality like a lost dog. It tried its best to avoid that place, but it always met it, and there was a crushing sound of killing.

Witnessing that he was betrayed again and again by demon spirits, the nightmare let out a heart-rending roar, but no one answered him.

The nightmare suddenly remembered that when it was weak, the demon spirit found it and taught it how to use its mental power and how to practice immersed in dreams. So every time the nightmare woke up, it was faced with boundless darkness.

At that time, it felt that there were evil ghosts hiding in every corner of the darkness, which made it tremble with fear. Only the voice of the demons could make it realize that it was still alive...