Chapter 179

But Buwei did not wake up from his dream.

He seemed to have entered another dream.

He saw the dark, endless Demon Abyss, where countless souls were floating. This was the place he was most familiar with.

He grew up here when he was still a baby.

"Strange, I am not a fragile child, how could I suddenly dream of this place..."

Thinking of this, Yuan Buwei grabbed it casually, and large pieces of souls struggled in the shrill screams, but they were sucked in by him without any resistance and swallowed in one bite.

The whole "Demon Abyss" was broken in an instant, like a thin piece of window paper, and infinite light poured in.

The scene in the dream changed all of a sudden, the dark and boundless Demon Abyss disappeared, replaced by a bright and sunny world.

A blazing sun hangs high in the sky. Under the shining glory, a grand festival is going on, which is extremely lively.

In memory, this is the scene that Yuan Buwei saw when he first came to the human world in his true body.

In the crowd of people singing and dancing, he was stuffed with a mask and pulled into the crowd with curiosity. It was as if he saw the sea fish on land for the first time, and participated in a human grand event in a fresh and clumsy way.

"This small country, I vaguely remember it was called Yunguo. Well, it was destroyed more than a hundred years later."

"Interesting, I almost forgot these memories..."

Although he didn't know why he was dreaming, Yuan Buwei was fearless. He pulled a mask and put it on, happily playing in the crowd, and bought two pieces of delicious-looking cakes by the way, and took a light bite.

His eyes curved slightly, and his tone was pleasant.

"Good review! I give this dream a full score! But the variety of pastries is not rich enough, and needs to be improved."

I couldn't help eating two more pieces. Yuan Buwei was not in a hurry to break out of the dream. He thought this dream was quite interesting, so he continued to walk forward slowly.

The surrounding scenes gradually faded as he walked, like a distant view in a movie, and then reorganized in a very short time, turning into another scene.

It was the same festival, but the surrounding scenes had changed greatly, even the style of the buildings was different from before, as if it was another human country.

In the surging and enthusiastic crowd, Yuan Buwei was like a silent spectator, looking up at the person on the high platform.

It was a middle-aged man in black sacrificial clothes. He didn't look old, but his temples were slightly frosted, but his temperament was like an old man.

His eyes were full of vicissitudes, and his aura was peaceful. He did not show any majesty. He had a kind of compassionate demeanor that was almost like a saint. His strength was probably the ultimate in the world.

"High Priest!"

Some people in the crowd cheered, cheering enthusiastically.

They looked at the man on the high platform with reverence. This man stood up when the human world was about to collapse, sacrificed the Son of God to the Demon Abyss, and exchanged for nearly a hundred years of peace.

He was the pillar of the Cang Kingdom that never fell.

The high priest of the Cang Kingdom on the stage was smiling. He presided over the entire ceremony in an orderly manner, praying to the gods to bless the Cang Kingdom, and then walked down the altar amid the cheers of the crowd.

He walked towards a handsome young man who looked to be in his early twenties, as if he had gathered the glory of the Zhoutian. As everyone knows, this is the only son of the high priest, a genius who has been worshipped by an immortal and will ascend to immortality in less than a hundred years. When the father and son stood together, they seemed to be the center of the crowd, and everyone looked at them involuntarily.

"...Dreams have special effects?" Yuan Buwei, who was eating cakes happily, stood quietly in the crowd, and ate the last bite of cakes in one gulp, a little dissatisfied, "This guy who made dreams is really not very sensible, is he deliberately turning my appetite off?"

Before Yuan Buwei could react, the surrounding scenes began to change rapidly again, and the endless light and shadows moved like stars, and finally the same altar appeared.

"...Child, I am sorry for you, but I don't regret my choice back then. If it happens again, I will still do it."

The high priest of Cangguo fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He rolled off the high platform, and countless people who once revered him were cursing him.

They were grateful that he sacrificed the "Son of God" to make the Demon Abyss retreat and bring peace to the world. Now that the "Son of God" has returned from the Demonic Abyss, he has shown the power to change the world and cleanse the demonic energy in the world. He has become a coward who is afraid of death and uses the life of the "Son of God" to exchange for his own safety. He fell into the mud in one day.

Even though so many people misunderstood and cursed him, his expression was even peaceful, with a bit of tolerance.

He looked at the young man standing in front of him with difficulty and explained.

"Child, you are special. Only you can perfectly disguise the Son of God to deceive the Demonic Abyss, and only then can you exchange for a hundred years of peace in the world, and only then can the real Son of God grow... Once the Son of God ascends to heaven and returns to heaven, the world will naturally be blessed by heaven and will no longer be afraid of the invasion of the Demonic Abyss... This is the best choice."

So, the young man in front smiled and tilted his head.

"... Unfortunately, I have killed that Son of God."

There seemed to be an invisible boundary wall around the two of them, blocking others from listening. There were only cheers and curses coming one after another, as if the whole world was in a frenzy.

Everyone only knew that the person standing in front of them at this moment was the Son of God who saved the world, and those who fell on the ground were the minions of the Demonic Abyss who once persecuted the Son of God and now reap the consequences.

What they don't know is that the guy they regard as their savior is the devil who is best at playing with people's hearts.

At this time, the Demon King showed a nasty smile.

"Isn't it true that heaven is going to destroy the human world in a fit of anger?"

The high priest on the ground showed a shocked look. He could no longer maintain his previous calmness and showed great fear.

"No, you can't-" He still had a lot to say, but he was involuntarily pulled away by a group of people who rushed forward, getting further and further away from the "Son of God" who should be regarded as his biological son by blood.

In this way, he was completely exiled with great fear.

For the rest of his life, he passed day and night, worrying about the destruction of the world every moment, and his soul was flooded with endless regret.

"What's going on in this dream..."

Yuan Buwei looked at the familiar scene with a confused face, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Without hesitation, he flattened all the pictures and the high priest in the picture with one palm. His head was full of question marks and his expression was boring.

"...Do you think I am also a child who lacks father's love?"

hateful! He was very angry when he thought that he could have tasted more pastries with different flavors in his memory, but now he had lost his appetite.

Yuan woke up without anger, the moonlight slowly shone on his face.

His eyes moved slightly, and he grabbed it out, and the black air suddenly dissipated in mid-air.

At the same time, on the other side, Xie Huaying listened to the strange voice in her ear with a strange expression: "You have very good qualifications. As a new member benefit for you to join us, we have prepared a small surprise for you..."

Before he finished speaking, the voice suddenly paused and became a little angry: "What's going on? Shouldn't that be an ordinary person..."

Chapter 153 Kuo Shao 7

Xie Huaying felt very incredible about her sudden adventure.

From the glamorous eldest daughter of the Xie family to a criminal about to face prison, she was abandoned by the person she had been in love with for many years. When she was in a desperate situation, her fate took an unexpected turn. Everything is so unreal‌.

She almost thought that she was dreaming, that she had hallucinations when she was most desperate, to deceive herself and others.

It all started when Yuan Buwei left the police station.

As Yuan Buwei analyzed, Xie Huaying does have huge psychological flaws. ~Si~Rabbit~Net~

Her attachment to "Shang Han" has lasted for nearly ten years, and it can almost be called an obsession. Xie Huaying was greatly stimulated by the news of the dissolution of the engagement and hearing the heartless and cold words of her sweetheart. The love she thought was the most precious in her heart was abandoned like a piece of shit.

At that moment, looking at the man's retreating back, Xie Huaying, who was left alone, had tears on her face. The love in her heart was suddenly distorted, unwilling, resentful, wronged, angry, and all kinds of emotions filled her instantly. In my heart, I filled the huge hole in my soul.

Her strongly twisted mind seemed to exude invisible fluctuations of thoughts, touching some unknown secret.

The next moment, the world in front of Xie Huaying was covered with a layer of dust. The ceiling, walls, and even the surrounding tables and chairs, all objects had lost their previous color, and instead seemed to have a thick layer of dust.

With Xie Huaying as the center, large tracts of dust spread to the surroundings, like a layer of dirt.

The entire police station seemed gloomy, dilapidated, decayed, dark, and full of dirt and dust. It's like an abandoned room, without any bright colors.

However, other people in the police station showed no reaction and looked as normal, as if they had not seen anything.

Where the wall used to be, Xie Huaying vaguely saw an open door amid the thick dust.

Her eyes were dazed and she instinctively walked over.

Just when she was about to approach the door, the door suddenly disappeared, and the strange scene around her gradually faded. The gray on the ceiling, walls, and even the tables and chairs quickly receded, heading in the direction of Xie Huaying.

It was like dust from all directions was blown up by the wind, and large swaths of floating dust surged towards her.

In less than ten seconds, the world in Xie Huaying's eyes returned to normal, as if everything just now was just an illusion, but there was a handful of "dust" in her palm.

Xie Huaying stood there blankly, confused about everything that happened before. She didn't understand what happened, but she intuitively believed that this handful of "dust" was important.

She subconsciously put it quietly into her pocket.

For some reason, the emotions in her heart became heavier.

In the next few days, Xie Huaying has been stuck in that twisted hatred, sinking deeper every moment.

And she would see the previous scene from time to time. Whenever she wanted to approach the door, the surrounding images would slowly disappear, leaving her with only a handful of "dust".

This kind of vision happened several times, until one night, the moonlight filtered in through the cracks in the window. Xie Huaying woke up from a half-sleep and saw her pocket glowing.

It seemed as if there was fog around, and a door was looming in the fog. The "dust" in her pocket seemed to be blown by the wind, and a little bit of it floated out quietly. Grains of glowing dust spread on the ground, extending towards the door in the fog, like a road covered with moonlight.

Xie Huaying was so surprised that she couldn't help but walk along this road, and this time she finally got close to the door.

She stretched out her hand curiously, only to find that the door was extremely heavy. It took a lot of effort to finally open a gap.

Huh——

A cold fog suddenly blew out from the crack of the door, mixed with countless whispers.

In Xie Huaying's horrified sight, something squeezed over from the other end of the door, suddenly hit the door, and made a violent collision sound at the other end of the door.

Bang bang bang bang!

The crack gradually became bigger and bigger, and a shadow with no clear face squeezed out through the crack. Madness, despair, jealousy, hatred... It was like sewage mixed with infinite malice slowly flowing out. Affected by the escaping breath, countless negative emotions suddenly surged in Xie Huaying's mind, the most of which was the twisted hatred and obsession towards that person.

Her face gradually showed a twisted expression.