Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

Mr. Mengze is gone.

He should have left long ago.

He usually only stays in a dream for a short time. After one night, the dream ends and he leaves. Some of them were particularly interesting, and he would be attracted to them for three to five days, and there were only a handful of them that could last more than a month, even in his long life.

He has been with Wen Rulan for more than a month, which is a rare exception for him. But now Wen Rulan is finally willing to let go of her heart, resolve the gray nightmare, and will no longer degenerate into a nightmare. Wen Rulan's parents also began to treat him well after Mengzejun's warning. This child will grow up like a normal child. This is enough. Mengzejun has no reason to stay anymore.

He did not say goodbye to Wen Rulan, because saying goodbye was unnecessary and might make the child cry.

If she didn't say goodbye, Wen Rulan might cry, but it would pass slowly. People always have to experience parting, with friends and relatives. Some people like to hold a banquet and say goodbye grandly, while some people just like to leave quietly.

Mengzejun is the latter. He is actually not very good at dealing with this, because he knows that Wen Rulan must be reluctant to let him go, but he is destined to not be able to stop for this child forever. Wen Rulan should learn to accept this.

He is just a passer-by, and does not play an important role in Wen Rulan's life. This child will be sad for a while, and then slowly get to know new friends, see new scenery, and finally forget about him.

Just like Mengzejun said to Wen Rulan before, one day, Wen Rulan will forget him, and he will also forget Wen Rulan.

He will continue to look for new dreams, play in other people's dreams, meet new people, and drink two glasses of wine with interesting dream owners. Like two lines that happened to intersect, he and Wen Rulan went in their own directions after intersecting at one point.

Meng Zejun thought so, and he did the same.

After leaving Wen Rulan, he quickly devoted himself to new and interesting dreams. He got carried away playing in these interesting dreams, and occasionally punished the evildoers in his dreams when he encountered injustice, just like he had done before.

He forgot about Wen Rulan. New memories replace and bury old memories. If we meet again by fate, he may remember some of the experience of accompanying this child, but he will not remember it unless he deliberately thinks about it.

And the dream realm is so big, with a total weight of three thousand. He has not walked through all the dreams so far. It is almost impossible to meet the same person twice in the dream.

They would never meet again, so he would never remember the name again.

But Wen Rulan always seems to have exceptions. Mengzejun never thought that he would really see her again, and in that way.

One day in the tenth year after he and Wen Rulan separated, Mengzejun was in a dream, pretending to be an ordinary citizen, watching a lion dance performance on the street.

The lion stood on the stilts and wanted to get down, but he didn't dare because of the height. He hesitantly stretched out his paws to test, then retracted them, vividly. The lion dancer performed the lion's hesitant attitude very well, and the onlookers all applauded and applauded.

Mr. Mengze was also applauding. He cheered along with the others and watched the lion dance performance intently along with the others.

But suddenly, the smile on his face faded, and his eyes moved away from the lion dance. He frowned and looked in another direction.

That dark and depressing aura was a nightmare.

Here comes the work. Mengzejun, who had not started working for a long time, did not slack off at work, and immediately left this dream. He traveled thousands of miles in an instant, and a few seconds later, he had arrived in the dream invaded by nightmares.

A moment ago I was watching a lively and joyful lion dance performance, and then when I switched to this dark and depressing dream, the contrast was particularly strong.

The sky is gray and gloomy, as if a heavy rain is brewing to flood the world. The wind is cold. When it blows over the body, the coldness penetrates into the bone marrow.

Mr. Mengze looked at this nightmare. He did not act rashly, or went directly to the nightmare and fought with it like he usually did.

Because the nightmare this time was stronger than the ones he usually encountered, and it invaded more than one person's dream, Mengzejun counted it roughly and came up with a three-digit number.

More than a hundred people. Even Meng Zejun, who has dealt with nightmares many times, is a little stunned by this number.

The more complex and huge a dream is, the more difficult it is to control it. Ordinary nightmares don't have that much power or appetite. What a powerful nightmare it would be to swallow more than a hundred people in one breath?

Mengzejun had never heard or seen anything, so he was extra cautious, hiding his aura and only disguising himself as a phantom in his dream to learn about the nightmare.

Under the gloomy sky, he walked through the streets. This dream that connected hundreds of people was huge, and it was difficult to find people in it. But that dark and oppressive aura that could not be hidden, unique to nightmares, had already pointed the way for him. He came to a square, as big as a football field.

There were many people in the square, those bound in chains, those in shackles, those undergoing punishment.

These are the owners of different dreams. Beside them, stands a tall black shadow wearing a mask. The human-shaped black shadow is not a human being, but is just the transformation of the power of nightmare. It is this huge nightmare. a part of.

The black shadow wields a whip, raises a stick, or picks up a branding iron, and inflicts various cruel punishments on these engulfed dream masters.

The dream master wailed and screamed under the harsh punishment and whipping. Hundreds of screams gathered together, so sharp that they almost pierced the eardrums.

When ordinary people see such a scene, even if they are not shocked, they will feel a little uncomfortable. But in this dream, there is a person smiling, smiling happily.

He was a man with outstanding appearance, feminine and handsome. His beauty was overwhelming, like a peony that outshone all other flowers.

He was not a black shadow, but he was not shackles or chains. He was sitting on a high platform in the square, watching the others suffering below. Those bloody and cruel scenes did not make him uncomfortable, but he was very happy. After all, this This is a nightmare caused by his will.

He is the nightmare he is looking for. Mengzejun looked at the smiling man on the high platform and thought to himself.

The body of nightmares is ugly and terrifying, and their incarnations in dreams are always the same. This appearance makes it easier for them to let the dream owner be swallowed by the nightmare and help them hunt.

This nightmare doesn't follow common sense, it uses a human form, and it is still such a good-looking and non-deterrent human form. Mr. Mengze was a little surprised, but considering the unheard-of power of this nightmare that invaded hundreds of dreams at once, this surprise is not surprising.

Now that we have found the rightful owner, it’s time to take action. However, Mr. Mengze did not move for the time being. Normal nightmares only invaded a single dream. He had no worries because he could use his divine power to protect the owner of the dream in time.

But this time there were so many Dream Masters implicated. If he wanted to rescue them all under the Nightmare, he had to rescue them all at the same moment. Otherwise, the Nightmare would jump over the wall and kill, and the casualties would be incalculable.

Mr. Mengze was hiding in the dark. He disguised his power, scattered it, and turned it into strands of thread. Where the nightmare could not detect it, he secretly clung to the screaming and wailing dream masters who were being tortured. On the body.

He is waiting for the opportunity. When his power connects all the masters of these dreams, a protective barrier will be formed to isolate them from the nightmare. At that time, he can take action without any scruples. While waiting for the opportunity, he was also observing this nightmare.

He found the other person very strange, strange in all aspects. For example, in the form of this nightmare, inflicting cruel punishments on hundreds of people in an open square, it looks very scary, but in fact, these punishments are only skin and flesh injuries and will not hurt lives.

The purpose of the nightmare is to eat. If he wants to eat these people, he must let them be swallowed by the nightmare and die in their dreams.

Whipping with sticks is obviously not up to the mark. A bit of beheading and lingchi would be the style of a nightmare. But this nightmare just did the opposite, just beating but not killing, what's the point?

Is it possible that, like a cat playing with a mouse, this nightmare is a bit more evil, and it wants to eat each other after it has had enough?

Maybe so. Anyway, monsters like Nightmare don't have any good intentions. He has to hurry up and save these people. Thinking of this, Mengzejun sped up his movements.

His divine power gradually formed a large net invisibly, slowly drawing these people swallowed by nightmares into it, but... as his protective net continued to expand, his power became increasingly difficult to hide. .

Although he had been careful, this nightmare was still too strong to deal with, and the other party discovered him.

The man sitting on the high platform stood up, his handsome eyebrows slightly raised, and he glanced around. He felt that someone else was trying to get a hold of his prey, but there was no trace of him.

It was quite well hidden, but...the corners of his thin lips curved into a mocking arc, and he held his five fingers in vain. The power that formed the nightmare changed with his mind, and the whip and iron in the black shadow's hand changed. It turned into a long sword and was about to behead all those people.

Mr. Mengze's pupils shrank, "Oh no, this nightmare is ready to attack those dream masters." He no longer hides, and unleashes his power unreservedly to protect ordinary people.

But this played into the opponent's plan. This nightmare had no intention of attacking these ordinary people. His purpose was just to lure the intruders to show up.

However, this act of luring the snake out of the cave unexpectedly achieved the effect of diverting the tiger away from the mountain. When the opponent's power was released, a gap was formed around him for a certain period of time. This was his opportunity!

Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity. The black figures holding long knives arrived in front of the intruder in an instant, pointing their long knives forward and slashing at the opponent's face.

Mr. Mengze took a step back in time. He was not injured, but the power he used to disguise himself was completely shattered, and his divine power and aura were no longer hidden.

This is the taste that excites nightmares. The taste of gods is far beyond comparison with ordinary people. According to Meng Zejun's experience, after Nightmare discovers his identity, he should launch an even crazier and more intense attack.

He was also prepared to deal with it. While allocating part of his divine power to protect those mortals, he also retained part of his divine power to prepare for a battle with this difficult nightmare.

But just when the swords were at war and the battle was imminent, this nightmare suddenly stopped its hand.

The black shadows holding long knives surrounding Meng Zejun suddenly retreated, their blades pointed downwards, as if they were hurting each other.

Mr. Mengze was stunned for a moment, because he saw the nightmare passing through the protection of the black shadow and walking in front of him in its true form.

Meng Zejun previously thought that this was the incarnation of the other party in his nightmare, but now he discovered that this was actually the other party's true form.

Nightmares themselves are very fragile. They hide behind many nightmares in order to protect themselves with the help of nightmares. Showing one's true self to others is nothing more than putting one's weakness directly under the enemy's blade.

When the opportunity comes to Mengzejun, he should directly take down the opponent. But such a close distance made him notice something that he had not noticed before.

This nightmare actually has the aura of his divine power. It is a gift containing his divine power to protect the other party from the nightmare.

He recognized each other.

But it was not the joy of meeting old friends again, but the unspeakable shock.

Memories are flowing, and in the depths of memory, that childish face slowly overlaps with the mature man in front of me.

He called out the name in disbelief: "Wen Rulan...?"

This is their second encounter.

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