The rupture of love, the breakdown of family affection, the betrayal of friendship, the heaviness of affection!

Deduction one after another, true and false, virtual and real.

Dreams and illusions! Terrible dreams, cruel illusions!

This is a pair of evil hands, which really searched for the most cherished and vulnerable part of Tang Yan, and tore it out in a cruel way, ruthlessly ravaging it.

Every time he performed, Tang Yan was completely sunk and miserable, and every time he changed, he was suddenly and violently surprised, and he hit his heart directly.

It was an extreme brutal, crumbling ordeal.

Love!family!friendship!kindness!

The most cherished thing in Tang Yan's heart is emotion, and laughing and scolding is not a painstaking effort to cover up some weaknesses, but at this moment...... Relentless exposure, complete outburst......

Every time it's lost, every time it's so real.

Tang Yan lost his mind and looked at the ice butterflies blooming in the sky, the brilliant blue and broken body reminded him of the greatest debt in his life.

Is this a dream?

It's a dream!

But it's a fact! It really happened! After fifteen years, the immersive re-experience, the pain, guilt, self-blame, and longing are even more intense, and I want to make Tang Yan collapse.

“...... I'm sorry......" Tang Yan stood in the ruins of the giant elephant city that was watched by thousands of wolves, looking at the sky in distraction, kneeling on the ground tremblingly, tears coming out of his eyes, and under a slight murmur, he slowly lowered his head and knocked deeply on the cold ground: "Sister...... I'm sorry...... Decade...... I'm sorry...... I promised for ten years...... But I wasted fifteen years...... I'm sorry...... Sister...... Sorry ......"

Heart-rending pain, suffocating shame.

I'm sorry one after another, repeating it again and again, what kind of guilt and missing.

Familiar faces, familiar scenes, familiar gorgeous ice butterflies...... This is a dream, yes, a dream! But they really evoke the pain that Tang Yan didn't dare to face, and magnified a lot of weaknesses that he tried his best to bury, the panic that he didn't care about, and even the things he was most afraid of happening, from small corners to his face.

This feeling...... Crueler than any bloody battle.

In front of it, in this dream, Tang Yan was completely defeated, and he was completely defeated!

Love, is it her betrayal, or is it her own disappointment?

Family affection, are they too weak? Or do they not care?

Friendship, is it his reality, or is it his natural naivety?

Fifteen years have passed since the promise was promised. The dusty picture is clearly displayed and experienced, and Elinda's sad curse is still so unforgettable. Is it that you have carried too much, borne too much, or have you been deliberately avoiding it?

At this moment, in the boiling Giant Elephant City, all kinds of cruel scenes are still unfolding along the original trajectory, exactly the same as back then.

Tang Yan felt in a trance that this was a dream...... He no longer paid attention to his surroundings, but was immersed in the bitter water of pain and wept bitterly, unable to extricate himself. It's a dream, but the sadness it brings is real, and it deeply stabs the fragile part of the heart.

Tang Yan was like a child, bang, bang, bang, his head knocked on the ground again and again, tears fell on the dust, and his body curled up helplessly.

He wanted to counteract the pain in his heart with the pain of his body, but ...... Completely useless......

Cold, painful, bitter, panicked!

Suddenly...... Around a qiē...... Silence......

It's a snow-white world, with no sound, no temperature, no scenery, and it's scary. Only Tang Yan curled up on the ground, immersed in pain and sadness, not only did not ease, but became more and more intense, and the scenes really destroyed consciousness.

At the end of the snow-white world, a cold figure appeared, it was Niya.

She walked into Tang Yan and looked at her coldly, her face expressionless, a kind of indifference, a kind of calm that she didn't care.

The scene in front of him changed, and the vision was fixed in a cruel scene, which was the moment when Tang Ying and the others died, with different expressions, stinging the heart.

Du Yang and Elinda stood behind Tang Yan, one was cold and the other was disappointed, the two shook their heads slowly and left one after another.

Tang Yan didn't dare to raise his head, but their eyes and their attitude were like a cruel trial, slashing at themselves one by one, cutting their own flesh and bones one by one.

This is the abyss of dreams, from which there is no escape, only sinking more and more, until it crumbles and dies, in the most painful and sad way.

"Who are you ??!! what do you want to do?"

Tang Yan raised his head tremblingly, straight into the air, his face was pale, his expression was frightened, and tears were all over his face.

"Enough!!Leave me alone!!What do you want?"

"I'll give!!I'll give it to you!!"

He's crying, he's weeping, he's praying.

"If you want to get out of the sea of dreams and suffering, you should give everything. A silent voice emerged from the sky, a giant snow-white human face.

This face is very strange, there is a feeling of familiarity and strangeness, I will look at it for a while, it is a collection of people in Tang Yan, Niya, Du Yang, Tang Ying, Elinda and so on!

Looking at this face, it is strange and weird, but it is like seeing everything, and everyone's eyes are different, and it also reawakens painful memories.

Give somebody the creeps.

"I'll give. Tang Yan's consciousness was torn apart by endless pain, exhaustion, weakness, and despair were the only three types of feelings he had left, and there was nothing else.

"As you wish!" the face of the person in the sky responded indifferently, and the snow-white scene around him shattered in an instant, spilling like shards of glass.

The surrounding scenery changed dramatically, and finally returned to the original mountain forest. As soon as the dreams disappeared, Tang Yan fell limply and disappeared? But the pain they caused continued to torment him like maggots attached to his bones.

Elinda's curse, Du Yang's betrayal, and the death of relatives all seem to be real, and the real experience almost subverts the cognition of the current life trajectory.

I know that those are all dreams, but the emotions brought are real!

But......

Is the Niya thing real? What the hell is this place?

The truth and falsehood made it difficult for Tang Yan to distinguish between the true and the false, and the more he thought about it, the stronger the feeling of panic became, eating away at his nerves and reason, and torturing him mercilessly.

It's still quiet and quirky.

Tang Yan lay on the ground, sometimes in a trance, sometimes in tears, sometimes muttering to himself, sometimes curling up with remorse, Xu Jiu for a long time, still failed to recover from the devastation brought by the illusion.

The scenes still continue to flash in my mind, although they are no longer as immersive as before, but they still bring a strong impact, so that I can't distinguish between dreams and reality.

Love, family affection, friendship, kindness, four types of emotions, each of which is impacted is like tearing Tang Yan's hidden scars, drenched in blood.

But......

After lying on his stomach for a long time, Tang Yan suddenly woke up, sat straight in place, his eyes were straight at first, and then began to shake, as if something particularly terrifying had happened, so that his whole body was cold, and it was difficult to suppress himself!

Where's the ghost fire?!

What about the demon bloodline?!

What about the Buddha's mind?!

What about the ancient war knife?!

Tang Yan stretched out his hands tremblingly, feeling the condition of his body incredibly, what was going on......? Nothing left...... All of them, one qiē one qiē...... Even the realm seems to have plummeted to the most basic martial artist realm!

Tang Yan tugged at the corners of his mouth, feeling it over and over again, but the more he repeated, the more frightened he became, how could it be?

Is this an illusion? Or is it an illusion?

"If you want to get out of the sea of dreams and suffering, you should give everything. ”

"I'll give!"

At this moment, recalling the voice I heard and the response I made when I was in a trance before, a touch of horror rushed straight to my brain.

Giving left and right? Nothing?

Tang Yan suddenly roared like a beast, surging his spiritual power wildly, reaching out to summon the ancient war knife, and also to stimulate the ghost Qinghuo, wanting to break through this illusion in the most brutal way.

But......

The whole world was very quiet! I didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, and there was no response from the ancient battle knife, as for the green fire, it was as if there was no zài at all, and even the golden lock was disconnected, or it was simply gone.

"No!!" Tang Yan went crazy and slammed into the mountain in front of him.

The body shook violently, and the powerful shockwave knocked the wolf bèi down, the head, shoulder blades, sternum, and large fractures, and the muscles collapsed, gurgling and oozing blood. The mountain is unharmed, only the fluffy dust.

Once a rage can collapse a mountain, once a punch can break a big river, once proudly in the sky, overlooking the heroes, once ...... Once......

But at this moment, Tang Yan was completely an ordinary person, and this collision caused a large number of fractures in his body, and his flesh and blood were misplaced.

"No, no, no, it's impossible! It's an illusion!" Tang Yan struggled to get up, his face turned pale from the intense pain, and rushed towards the mountain again, smashing his fists unkemptly.

But...... All he felt was pain, only a strong sense of powerlessness!

Each punch was brutal, but apart from the click of finger bones and the dripping of blood, the mountain remained unmoved, and nothing changed.

It's like a beggar who has worked hard, paid too much, and finally became a rich man step by step, but he had nothing overnight, like Nan Ke's dream, too cruel!

"Who are you? Who are you? How can you take what belongs to me!Give it back to me!!Give it back to me!!ah!!" Tang Yan was covered in blood, his fists were bloody and flesh blurred, and he roared hoarsely, this was a kind of anger that was terrified to the extreme, a hysteria under pathos.