Chapter 678

"Welcome to the nightmare world Zhao Hai fell to the ground like that and fell asleep peacefully. Smoke strange way: "Miss, you just let him die in a dream, will it be too cheap for him?" Even if it is a nightmare, there is no real pain to come... This idea has not been turned over, smoke is shocked to stare big eyes. Zhao Hai, lying on the ground, began to grow old with the speed visible to the naked eye. His hair was gray, his face was wrinkled, and his teeth fell off one by one. In the end, his hair fell off, his nails fell off one by one, his body bent, and his bones would break at any touch. And the look on his face was always frightened and desperate, as if he wanted to die at once“ This... What's going on? " Mu Yan said with a faint smile: "the evil dream of floating life like a dream is a dream, but it's not just a dream. It's like Taixu, a dreamland. When he wakes up, his soul has gone through all kinds of reincarnation. "“ What he experiences in his dream is a purgatory that ordinary people can't imagine. He can't die or escape in it. He can only experience it over and over again until he wakes up in a quarter of an hour. " Zhao Hai suddenly opened his eyes, trembling to speak, but found that he could only make a hoarse voice. He was too old to hear any sound or say a complete word. He thought that he broke away from the dream, but in fact, it is back to the reality of the nightmare. His soul is trapped in the old body, every breath is painful, gently lift the arm can feel the pain of fracture. And he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide. Listen to Mu Yan's narration, such as smoke and Ming Yan army's public is simply dumbfounded. Then the sound of his usual training heard of [floating life like a dream], Qi Qi shivered. The thought of falling into such a terrible dream is more terrible than dying a hundred times. Muyan looked down at the salivating old Zhao Hai and said with a sneer, "you have sullied so many girls, just to keep your youth forever? Since you are so afraid of old age, you can enjoy the coming of death in old age===“ Haotian, Haotian Wind Begonia suddenly jumped from the bed, into the purpose is familiar with the room furnishings, and... "Miss, i... I'm saved?" She felt her chest with her hands in a daze. There was no sticky blood or sword. The pain on her body had disappeared without a trace. Feng Haitang looked at the beautiful girl sitting by the bed, her eyes a little moist, "Miss, did you save me again? What about Haotian? How is he Mu Yan smile: "don't worry, he's OK, just like you. Now I'm probably dealing with something. " Wind Begonia smell speech is a joy. Then subconsciously looking around, the joy in the eyes, a little bit replaced by disappointment and sadness. Yan Haotian is OK, but she is not willing to stay by her side. So, is he still unwilling to accept himself? Even if he really loves himself, even if he can die for himself, but... But between them, there is an insurmountable gap. After all, it can only be predestined? Why? Why can't even death stop them, but they still can't be together?