Reborn as Xiao in another world, targeted by the little red bird

Xiao was a little worried. If Red Xiao attacked at this time, there was a high probability that the two of them would really be entangled together.

He now roughly guessed what Red Goblin had experienced.

In the cycle of dreams, Red Xiao kills Xiao over and over again.

It should have been just an accident at first, but later on, even Hong Xiao himself probably couldn't tell whether it was an accident or intentional.

Although Red Xiao has a kind of beauty when fighting that doesn't care about his own life or death, he won't really beat Xiao to death, and will find a reason to bear the consequences after he's done. Of course, sometimes he doesn't even bother to find a reason, and just monopolizes the control of the body and won't give it back.

At least he still cares about Xiao, but both sides know it tacitly and don't say it explicitly.

Let him go through this again...

So cruel.

Xiao's eyes darkened.

But his dream was not that simple. If he had not happened to guess the solution at the last moment, his spirit would have collapsed and he would have remained in the dream forever until his soul was completely worn out.

If he was very confident in Green Goblin before entering the dream to rescue people, now he has begun to worry.

He calmed himself down and decided to solve the problem at hand first.

It seemed that the hug worked. The red goblin did not attack, and his aura became calmer, no longer as chaotic as when they first met.

He murmured, "The aura... is all the same."

“…” Xiao frowned.

Red Goblin usually recognizes people by their scent, so it's no wonder that he takes those strange things seriously.

"Do you really think they look like me?" Xiao touched Red Xiao's ear with his mouth and said softly.

The red goblin was silent.

No, not at all. The other self would not sincerely blame him, and had never hugged him like this.

Compared to looks, voices, etc., he cares more about "smell". These people's "smells" are all his favorites, and he... really can't tell them apart.

but......

He pulled away the hands that were covering his eyes, buried his mouth and nose in his palms, and felt his breath hitting his hands and then bouncing back to his face.

If among so many other selves here, only one is real, he hopes it is the one holding him.

Noticing Red Xiao's little move, Xiao was delighted, thinking there was a chance. But before he could be happy for long, a strange sound reached his ears. He looked up and saw that the corpse pierced by the gun shadow closest to him moved, and seemed to want to pull himself out.

As if noticing his gaze, the corpse slowly raised its head and gave him a strange smile.

Suddenly, Xiao's heart skipped a beat.

In the past, he could quickly adjust himself and get out of the shock, but not now. He had just experienced a terrifying nightmare, and even after waking up, the dream still affected him. In just a blink of an eye, all the images of ghosts and monsters rushing at his face in his dreams flashed through his mind.

In fear, he felt the red goblin turning his head, and hurriedly covered its eyes again.

If Hong Xiao saw this scene, the little bit of good looks he had managed to retain would probably disappear completely, and he would be so miserable that he would not be able to cry.

He quickly looked away as well.

He couldn't stare for too long, as the mental pollution also took effect on him.

Fortunately, this is in the world of consciousness. Although it is not in his own dream, he can still conjure up some small props, such as an eye mask.

Xiao first put a blindfold on Red Xiao, and told him not to take it off, and then put it on himself. Before his vision was blocked, the last scene he saw was Red Xiao touching the blindfold with a suspicious expression.

Okay then, here comes the problem, he doesn't seem to have any experience fighting without vision.

Looking across the entire wasteland, all the corpses of the "Xiao" began to move.

Hong Xiao naturally heard the noise, and also felt a lot of familiar auras appearing nearby, all of which were releasing disgust towards him. A thought was deeply engraved in his mind, affecting him.

You killed your other self, and he was disappointed. Now, it's time to pay it back, go find him.

Hong Xiao frantically grabbed the hand of the person next to him, as if he was looking for a life-saving straw. Feeling uneasy, he pulled the hand, and only when he heard the concerned "what's wrong" did he feel relieved.

Fortunately.

There is another person who doesn't hate him.

He asked hesitantly, "Are they all fake?"

Xiao took the opportunity to confess: "Well, this is a dream. I saw that you hadn't woken up yet, so I came into your dream to wake you up."

He paused, then added: "If you don't believe me, you can bite yourself. Don't bite me. I shouldn't be here. I can feel pain."

Red Mandrill sneered: "Bite yourself? It's amazing that you can come up with this idea."

Xiao was choked: "You still have the mind to laugh at me."

"Are you expecting me to apologize to you..." Red Xiao asked playfully, "or to scold you for getting yourself into this state?"

"......" Xiao paused.

It's back, the familiar feeling is back.

He felt like his hand was about to be crushed, and tried to pull Hong Xiao's hand off his wrist, but failed. He could only hold Hong Xiao's hand loosely and said, "Loosen up, you're holding too tightly."

"Tsk, when did you become so weak?" Red Xiao withdrew his hand and ordered them to leave. "Don't worry about what happens next. I can handle these counterfeits myself."

Seeing that Xiao didn't move, he asked, "You don't believe me?"

"This dream is not simple." Although Red Xiao has recovered to the state where he can communicate normally, he is still a little worried.

Red Xiao said "Oh" nonchalantly, and summoned a few gun shadows that passed by Xiao: "Didn't my shot hurt you? Don't stay here and get in my way."

Having said that, Xiao had no choice but to leave first, and said that if Red Xiao didn't come out after a quarter of an hour, he would come back.

"A quarter of an hour?" Feeling the breath disappearing beside him, Hong Xiao took off his eye mask. He did not look at the crowd of fakes, but concentrated on tying the eye mask to the tassels on his body. After doing this, he focused on the fakes.

The mental pollution arrived as expected, and the thought imposed on him was instantly magnified, and the huge amount of guilt was about to drown him. He groaned, and the next moment, a red mask appeared on his face.

"No need."

The madness came out of the red goblin again, even more than before. The difference from before was that there was something else in this madness.

It's wild.

The dream exploded.

......

Xiao was a little surprised to see Red Xiao come out so quickly.

"How dare you use dreams to deceive me? If I find out who did it, I will definitely treat him well." Red Xiao naturally pulled his other self, looked around, and asked, "Where is that green guy?"

"We're still in a dream. We've all been tricked." Xiao replied.

"It seems that I am not the worst performer." Red Xiao glanced at the scars on his other self, half-closed his eyes and was silent for a while, then asked, "So, the next step is to rescue him?"

"Correct."