Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

Mengzejun asked, and Wen Rulan's expression suddenly changed. He wanted to cover it up, pretend as if nothing had happened, and find a reason to get over it. But he couldn't think of a reasonable explanation for the moment, so he could only shut up and not answer.

Mengzejun reached out again, wanting to explore all of Wen Rulan's memories. But Wen Rulan took a step back and refused to show her memories to the other party.

But even without looking, Wen Rulan's reaction had already made Mengzejun guess a little bit of the truth. He took a step forward and asked in a serious tone, "Are you making a deal with Nightmare?"

"No, no..." Wen Rulan quickly defended, but his stumbling defense seemed weak, and he didn't believe it himself.

That gave him this powerful, dark power, telling him that as long as he didn't eat people, he would not be considered a nightmare, and the god in charge of dreams would not be able to attack him. Although his true appearance has never been revealed, Wen Rulan had already guessed in her heart that this should be that kind of monster called a nightmare.

But he didn't reject the other party's teaching. After all, it was indeed useful. This allowed him to successfully meet Mengze Jun, didn't it?

He wanted to cut off contact with Nightmare and hide the matter from Mengzejun, so that he could treat it as if it didn't exist and never happened.

But his cover-up was still seen through, and he became associated with the nightmare. For Meng Zejun, who was responsible for killing the nightmare, this incident was more serious than him killing his brother and his father in reality. Wen Rulan was very panicked. He took a few steps back, trying to escape the man's questioning gaze.

But suddenly there was a force that fixed his steps in place, preventing him from retreating any further.

He thought it was Mengzejun who did it, but it wasn't the other party.

Because Meng Zejun's feet were also fixed, thick vines grew out of nowhere on the ground, climbing up his ankles like poisonous snakes. The dense spikes on the vines pierced his skin, and poison was injected into his body in an instant.

This blow had been dormant for a long time, and during the conversation with Wen Rulan, he gradually got closer to him, looking for the opportunity to strike. Now that the other party finally made a move, it was a sure blow. Before Mengzejun had time to react, he was already poisoned.

This is a poison made from nightmares. It is opposite to Meng Zejun's divine power, and it is not bound by the rules of dreams. It is not something he can solve if he wants to.

His strength was suppressed by the poison, and the poisonous vines took the opportunity to restrain his limbs. His feet were tied, and his hands were tied above his head by the vines.

The spikes of the vines also continuously inject poison into more contact parts, making him unable to recover his divine power and unable to break free.

He couldn't move anymore. But Wen Rulan could move without any hindrance. There were vines that stopped him from retreating, but did not hurt him.

In the darkness behind him, a hoarse and unpleasant whisper came: "Shenjun, I haven't seen you for a year, how is your recovery from your injury? Haha..."

There was uncontrollable malice and ridicule in the whisper, and there was more than one laugh. There were many laughter in the darkness, mixed together, and it was majestic like a symphony coming from the depths of hell.

Mengzejun frowned, he recognized these nightmares.

A year ago, there was also an invasion of nightmares. That was not a simple invasion, it was an organized and premeditated attack.

After Meng Zejun was born, the territory of nightmares was gradually compressed. They were isolated from the Three Thousand Dream Realm and could only look at the delicacies inside without salivating.

Occasionally, a nightmare would find a weak point in the Dream Realm and sneak in secretly. Before it could finish its meal, it would be annihilated by Lord Mengze who came after hearing the news.

Fighting alone, even the most powerful nightmare is no match for the god who controls dreams. After repeated failures, some powerful nightmares with intelligence no less than human beings gathered together, trying to find a way to defeat this god.

They found another weak point in the Dream Realm, but they suppressed their nature and did not enjoy the delicious food in front of them. They only lurked secretly outside the entrance. For hundreds of years, they did not make any move to attract Mr. Mengze's attention.

They encroached on the entrance step by step, expanding the gap inch by inch until it could accommodate hundreds of nightmares entering at the same time.

Then, a year ago, he gathered hundreds of powerful nightmare powers and declared war on the gods of dreams.

In the nightmare of hell burning with blood and fire, hideous and ugly nightmares formed an unstoppable army. Their greedy and cloudy eyes coveted the food in the distance. They opened their claws and wanted to devour those protected in the dreamland. A dream without the ability to resist.

But Meng Zejun stood in front of them. He was alone, but he had the courage to stand up to others. No nightmare could get past him and harm the dreams he protected.

This was a very tragic battle. The nightmares suffered heavy casualties, and Lord Mengze was also seriously injured. But he won in the end, and the nightmares were repulsed, fled in embarrassment, and hid outside the dream realm.

Lord Mengze wanted to pursue and destroy all these nightmares that dared to invade, but he really had no energy left.

If Nightmare launched another such attack, he might not be able to defend it. Fortunately, the nightmares' attack had been brewing for hundreds of years. It would take hundreds of years for them to erode an entrance large enough for hundreds of nightmares to enter. This period of time would be enough for him to recover.

He returned to Mengze to recuperate. After several months of recuperation, the injury was only 30% better. It would take a long time to fully recover. However, he could no longer bear the loneliness. He left Mengze and entered the dreams of others again. play.

But he didn't play for a few days before he was startled by this nightmare and was lured into the nightmare. He met an unexpected old friend, Wen Rulan, who was also in these nightmares.

These nightmares were the nightmares that escaped from Meng Zejun in that battle. They did not disperse. Instead, they kept gathering together, waiting for an opportunity to attack again.

They found an opportunity, and this time the opportunity was in a mortal, a mortal who looked very much like them.

Not only did Mengzejun discover Wen Rulan's talent for controlling dreams, Nightmare also discovered his talent. They also discovered that this human being was born with the potential to become a Nightmare. His nightmares connected with them, allowing them to ignore the protection of the dream realm and communicate directly with this human being.

If he degenerates into a nightmare, then his nightmare will become a channel for nightmares to attack the dream realm! The seriously injured gods are no match for them! They will be unstoppable, and the sweet dreams of Dreamland will become free food on their table!

They gift their own power to each other, helping each other become stronger, more powerful than any single nightmare. At the same time, they induce the other party to step into the quagmire step by step, annihilate humanity, and commit the evil act of killing brother and father. Getting closer.

But this human being has never been able to become a nightmare, because he has a message left by Meng Zejun, and because he has his own perseverance.

Wen Rulan has done all kinds of bad things, but she is only afraid of turning into a nightmare and becoming an enemy of Mengzejun.

He was never able to take that step, as the nightmares wished.

But he is unwilling, and the nightmares are equally unwilling. Once Mengze-Jun's injuries recover, they will miss the best opportunity to attack, and they cannot wait any longer!

They designed today's encounter, using the method of letting Wen Rulan see each other again as an excuse to let Wen Rulan create this nightmare that connects hundreds of people. This nightmare is both a bait and a prison, a prison designed for God!

The poisonous vines bound the god, wrapping around his body and arms, making it difficult for the god to exert his supreme power. When the real prey was captured in this cage, the other more than a hundred people were immediately thrown aside. The square was cleared, leaving only one person hanging in the middle by a vine.

This is God’s execution ground!

Mr. Mengze also realized this. This attack was not an impromptu attack by the nightmares. The real target of this unprecedentedly powerful nightmare that connected hundreds of people was him from beginning to end.

This is the nightmares' plan, so is Wen Rulan involved... Mengze Jun frowned and looked at this unfamiliar person who he didn't dare to recognize.

Wen Rulan met Mengzejun's gaze. There was no sneer on his face like those nightmares had succeeded, only helplessness.

This cluelessness made Mengzejun judge that the other party was not involved. Although this might just be the disguise of the other party. Monsters are always good at deceiving and disguising, but Mengzejun still wanted to believe that this child was not really free of medicine. Saveable.

He stopped looking at each other, and ignored the malicious taunts of these nightmares. He only tensed his body, trying to mobilize his divine power to break free from these vines.

Naturally, the nightmares would not let him get what he wanted, but their bodies were still blocked from the dream realm. Only part of their power could be exerted with the help of Wen Rulan's nightmares, and they had no other remaining power. They could trap this god, but they could no longer deal with it. What does he do.

To complete this punishment of the devil against the gods, one person's help is needed.

Wen Rulan was confused by this sudden change. He vaguely guessed that Nightmare was using him, but he didn't know what to do now. He was at a loss.

At a loss, the vines suddenly pushed him behind him, pushing him forward.

The nightmares shouted and encouraged behind him: "Go and eat him!"

"God who eats dreams! You will become the most powerful nightmare!"

"We will serve you as our master! You will become the new controller of the Dream Realm!"

Go eat him...? Wen Rulan looked at the man tied by vines and hanging on the execution ground. He seemed to be shocked by the proposal. He immediately shook his head and resisted desperately: "No!"

His resistance was so strong that the nightmares couldn't help but silence themselves. They whispered in the darkness. After a while, they changed their words.

"Go and seize his power! He will let you do whatever you want! Let you slaughter him!" The nightmare voices whispered in Wen Rulan's ears, and at the same time, they displayed different dreams in front of Wen Rulan's eyes.

Nightmares are good at creating nightmares, but they can also create beautiful dreams. What Wen Rulan sees now is beautiful dreams, beautiful dreams.

These dreams were not made up by nightmares, they were imagined by Wen Rulan herself. He hid part of his memory, not only his dealings with nightmares, but also... his sweet dreams about gods.

illusion.

The protagonist of the dream is Wen Rulan, and the other half is Meng Zejun.

The emotions that were unknown when he was young were revealed in his dreams as he grew up and matured physically.

These were obviously sweet dreams, but every time they appeared, they made him more frightened than nightmares. This is a delusion that should not be had, and this is blasphemy against God!

He knew this was wrong, but he still couldn't control himself from having these dreams. Only in these dreams could he see each other again. But a dream is just a dream after all, and the other person is out of reach. He can't even see the other person's face, let alone these invisible delusions.

But now Mr. Mengze is right in front of him, and just like the nightmares say, if he seizes the opponent's power, then he will be more powerful than God, and the opponent will do whatever he wants.

He can do anything to the other person, anything he wants to do or dare not do.

Wen Rulan looked up at Mengzejun. The illusory dream constructed by nightmares shattered in front of him. He saw reality. He saw the god he thought about day and night, suspended and tied by vines, standing on the execution ground.

Meng Zejun's muscles bulged, and the vines felt him struggle and tightened tighter. The strong and perfect body, restrained by the vines, outlined lines full of masculine charm, as beautiful as a statue in the hands of a sculptor.

The sharp thorns pierced his skin, and blood flowed from the wound, spreading on his body whose clothes were torn. It was shocking and... touching.

Wen Rulan was bewitched and did not need the vines to push him forward. He took the initiative to take one step forward, and then the second step...

He stepped forward step by step, and a smile appeared on his lips at some point, just like the smiles of the nightmares behind him.

He came to the torture frame made of vines, touched the man's cheek with his fingers, and used his dirty power to taint the other's pure divine power.

He forced the man with lowered eyebrows to raise his head and look at him squarely.

He saw his reflection in the other person's eyes, which was crazy and violent.

He pinched the man's chin with his fingertips, and rubbed the man's lips with his thumb. He saw the man's skin turning red under his strength, and saw the man's brows frowning slightly because of pain.

This was not enough, Wen Rulan licked his lips, he wanted to be harder and crueler.

He wanted to force the other person to open his mouth and let him taste those delicious lips and tongue. He wanted to use his fingertips to smear the blood flowing from the wounds punctured by the vines on the opponent's body, and then smear it on the opponent's clean body. He wants to bite the other person and leave his mark on every part of the other person's body.

He wants to drag the other person to fall, to let the divinity be tainted by the demonic nature, and to sink into the abyss with him.

Wen Rulan wanted to do many things, but he hadn't had time to implement them one by one, but his eyes had fully reflected the violent desires in his heart.

When their eyes met, Mengzejun saw what he was thinking in his heart. Wen Rulan thought that the other party would be furious or fearful when he saw such a dirty and unforgivable desire of hers. After all, God has always been aloof, and he probably never has. Falling into such a situation of being slaughtered and insulted by others.

But he didn't see anything. He only saw the clarity and calmness that was not stained by dust.

In the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, Meng Zejun was like this. The stinky blood could not contaminate him at all. Now that he is behind bars and about to be defiled by monsters, he still does.

He is God forever and ever.

God will not perish with the devil, never.

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