Higher Human Advancement Regulations

Wen Renxiao walked out of the fog slowly.

His hair seemed to grow a little longer, covering most of his forehead, his eyes were still clear and watery, gentle and not aggressive.

It's just that the man is holding a scimitar in his right hand, and he just killed a ghost not long ago. The murderous aura spread out all over his body, adding a bit of magnificence for no reason under the night.

The rest of the ghosts, stunned by Wen Renxiao's knife, hesitated for a while, then turned around and hid in the mist.

Shengkai raised her head, and met Wen Renxiao's eyes frankly.

After a while, Wen Renxiao took the lead to look away.

Blooming slightly bent the corners of her mouth.

In his eyes, this person's current behavior is a cover-up.

He lowered his gaze slightly, and landed on a necklace on Wen Renxiao's neck.

In the last secret room, there was no such necklace.

Shenghua glanced at it from a distance, and felt that it looked familiar.

At this time, Yan Sichao suddenly said to Wen Renxiao:

"Alyssa, you're back!"

Wen Renxiao didn't respond, he lowered his head and retracted the scimitar into the blue light on his wrist.

Only then did Shengkai have the time to turn her attention to Wen Renxiao's clothes.

I don't know if Tianmu has some evil intentions. The people participating in the review in this secret room should be all men, but they need to pretend to be women to meet the setting.

Judging from the current situation, Shengkai guessed that the entire secret room might be full of big men dressed in women's clothing.

But there is one thing to say, Wen Renxiao's outfit is really pretty.

He was wearing a one-piece black long skirt, the loose skirt fluttered in the wind, and the moonlight was behind him, but the shadow fell gently in front of him.

Blooming couldn't help but take a second look.

Wen Renxiao naturally noticed his gaze, so he turned his head too, his green eyes moved up and down slightly, seeing the blooming clearly.

As if surprised that she was also wearing a fitted lace dress, the cheeky bloomer silently stepped back a few steps, allowing Nie Zheng to stand in front of her.

Nie Zheng was pushed out inexplicably, with a suspicious expression on his face, his eyes turned back and forth between the two.

Wen Renxiao nodded politely at him, stretched out his hand and said:

"Hello, No. C0001 Wen Renxiao."

Nie Zheng shook his hand quickly, and after reporting his family name, he asked:

"You came here before us?"

Wen Renxiao smiled:

"Well, I tried to find Andrew just now, but I couldn't find it."

Nie Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and said in confusion:

"Looking for Andrew?"

Wen Renxiao said lightly:

"I want to see if I can get rid of him first."

Nie Zheng:

"..."

What kind of monster is this again?

As soon as he came up, he raised his knife and went to the boss.

Standing behind Nie Zheng, Shengkai asked abruptly:

"What did you mean by that sentence?"

Nie Zheng didn't react for a while:

"what?"

But Wen Renxiao had a slight smile on his face, and that smile was obviously much more sincere than when he was facing Nie Zheng before.

他 说:

"This is Yan Sichao's dream."

dreamland.

By the way, before entering the secret room, the theme that Shengkai got was a dream.

He thought of this when he first found out that Yan Sichao didn't remember who he was.

Dream scenes are often bizarre and illogical.

Then, as the person weaving the dream, it seems understandable that he forgot his name and whether he was in reality or an illusion.

It turned out that they were trapped together in Yan Sichao's dream.

But how did Wen Renxiao know Yan Sichao's name?

Yan Sichao, who was at the center of the topic, did not participate. At this time, she was lying on the stone beside the wishing pool, laying out the long map in her hand.

The map made of cowhide was about as long as the height of an adult male, and it was arranged in a circle end to end, enclosing Yan Sichao in the middle.

Blooming slowly walked over and asked:

"What should we do now?"

"This is the Forest of Thorns."

Yan Sichao frowned, pointed to a certain place on the map, and said:

"Swan Lake Manor is isolated from the world, and Andrew was able to secretly use the girl's body to make perfume because of this reason."

This means that if you want to escape, you must go through this thorny forest.

But Yan Sichao stood up abruptly, with a dead leaf sandwiched between her blond hair. Under the moonlight, her eye sockets were reddish. When she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids, so beautiful that she was not aggressive.

But in Sheng Kai's eyes, it looks more like a young girl clumsily exuding her own charm in order to lure those with evil intentions.

Yan Sichao said:

"I want to take you out, but I want other innocent girls not to fall into the hands of this demon."

Nie Zheng's heart skipped a beat:

"You want to destroy the Thorn Forest?"

However, at this time, Blooming is no longer considerate and easy-going when she was in Paradise Lost. She just glanced at her lightly and said:

"Let's go, let's go to the Thorn Forest first."

Yan Sichao looks like an enemy or a friend, and his identity is confusing, but what is certain is that if they are really in her dream at this moment, then as long as Yan Sichao wakes up, they will be able to get out of this illusory secret room.

But the question is, how to wake up a person immersed in a dream?

Legend has it that to wake up a person who is deep in a dream, one only needs to let the owner of the dream feel a real sense of weightlessness, such as letting him fall from a height.

Shengkai followed behind Yan Sichao, thinking silently.

Wen Renxiao who was walking by the side seemed to see through what was in bloom's mind, and said softly:

"It didn't work, I tried."

Bloom raised an eyebrow.

Wen Renxiao casually glanced at Yan Sichao's direction, and said:

"I threw her down from that room."

bloom:

"..."

Does this person not know how to write the words Lianxiangxiyu?

But in fact, in a dream, a person can create whatever he wants. In a sense, he is the creator of his own dream.

Before you realize that you are dreaming, it is really difficult to wake up from the interference of others.

Dreams are the human body's instinctive self-protection, there is no need to consciously wake up.

Wen Renxiao still looked calm and relaxed, as if he regarded this gloomy manor as his back garden.

Blossom asked:

"Are you also here to destroy this secret room this time?"

Wen Renxiao paused, and gave an inaudible "hmm".

Blossom said:

"That won't work. I want to clear the customs. I can't be deceived by you every time."

In the last secret room, although Shengkai didn't know what Wen Renxiao did, the result was obvious, he failed.

When Tianmu settled the rewards, Shengkai remembered that Wen Renxiao's life points were zero.

Shengkai turned her head slightly, the moonlight cast a layer of frost on Wen Renxiao's side face.

Suddenly, he thought of one thing.

"Last time, you gave me your life points?"

Wen Renxiao said with a smile:

"It's compensation for deceiving you."

With his smile, Shenghua felt a little itchy again.

He is not a person who is obsessed with sensuality, and the contacts he has had with others in his memory are all superficial.

Only Wen Renxiao, every time he sees him, the vacant part in Sheng's heart will be filled.

So much so that there was a small voice in his heart, and every time he parted, he would shout loudly:

I am very much looking forward to the next reunion.

just like……

They have been separated for many years.

After a while, Shengkai reluctantly withdrew his divergent thoughts, and once again turned his gaze to Yan Sichao who was walking in the forefront.

He thought that in the dense fog outside the thorn forest, there were definitely fangs bared ghosts lurking, but no, they passed through the fog without encountering anything.

The Thorn Forest is just as its name suggests, with either swamps or long thorns on both sides of the road, making it difficult for people to get off.

The three of them followed Yan Sichao slowly, but did not let down their vigilance.

After Shengkai knew that this place was Yan Sichao's dream, she felt vaguely cheated.

From that room, to the wishing pool, to the thorn forest, the dangers they encountered seemed to be related to Yan Sichao.

Shengkai paused and shouted softly:

"Brother Xiao."

Wen Renxiao turned sideways and said:

"how?"

"Tell me, will there be no Andrew?"

The name Andrew has always been heard but not seen. Even Wen Renxiao, who went to look for him, has never seen the shadow of this person.

From the beginning to the end, the only NPC who communicated with them was Yan Sichao, and it was a suspected one.

Wen Renxiao pondered for a moment, put his hand on Shenghua's shoulder, led him to continue walking, and said:

"This possibility is not ruled out, but so far, we can only follow him first."

Shengkai lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on Wen Renxiao's long and slender fingers, unexpectedly she didn't make a sound, nor did she look away.

Nie Zheng, who walked at the end and watched the whole process:

"..."

Judging from the number of boxes containing people in the initial room, besides the three of them, there should be four other people participating in the review in this secret room, but so far, no one else has shown up.

Shenghua thought, they probably died in the perfume making room.

But this secret room has just been opened, and the people behind the scenes don't have time to get rid of them one by one, so these people are most likely gathered and wiped out.

From this point of view, Yan Sichao let them meet at the wishing pool, and his heart would be punished.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and both saw the same thought in each other's eyes.

Along the way, Yan Sichao didn't speak until Shengkai heard a crisp sound.

He was very familiar with this sound, it was the sound of glass bottles colliding at the very beginning.

At the same time, Yan Sichao stopped.

The surrounding area was very quiet, except for the occasional unidentified bird that called twice perfunctorily, only the strange jingling sound remained.

Yan Sichao turned around, with that lovely and pitiful expression on his slapped face, but the words he said were very permeating.

she says:

"You guys are here."

Not us, but you.

Nie Zheng's eyes widened instantly.

Because the moment her voice fell, a more piercing ringing suddenly erupted in the foggy forest, like countless glass bottles being shattered by external force, clanging and falling to the ground.

Along with the ringing of the bell, there was also the ghost that had been hidden in the wishing pool just now.

The sound of jingling bells was like a gunshot giving orders, and in an instant, more ghost figures than before rushed towards the crowd from all directions.

Nie Zheng was the last, but he could see the most clearly. A ghost who came up first had opened his mouth, and his shriveled head was almost in front of his eyes.

All of a sudden, a blue saber light flashed across the sky, instantly dispelling the ghost image.

Nie Zheng was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. Looking back, Sheng Kai and Wen Renxiao were back to back, cutting vegetables with each knife, like ghosts.

Nie Zheng recalled a bit:

"...

Are you ready to follow her here? "

Following Wen Renxiao's example, Shengkai injected the blue light from his wrist into Tang Dao, and indeed he was able to touch these ghosts.

While waving the Tang knife, he still had time to look in Nie Zheng's direction, showing a surprised expression:

"Yo, have you recovered?"

Nie Zheng:

"..."

Since this is Yan Sichao's dream, then these outsiders belong to the uncontrollable part of his dream.

As an intruder, even if Yan Sichao, as the host, does not know that this is a dream, he will subconsciously try his best to expel them.

This expulsion cannot help them leave the dreamland, but can only kill them here.

However, the Creator in the dream can control everything, and Shengkai is not sure that he can escape from Yan Sichao's suppression.

But Wen Renxiao can.

The two tacitly dealt with the flying ghosts, but there were still more and more coming from the depths of the mist.

In dreams, these things are endless.

Blooming backhanded a ghost that climbed onto his shoulders, and looked sideways.

Wen Renxiao raised his head slightly and shouted loudly:

"Yan Sichao."

Yan Sichao tilted his head and responded sweetly:

"Alyssa, what are you talking about?"

Wen Renxiao said:

"Are you addicted to pretending to be a woman?"