The palms that were pressed against Zhou Fan's cheeks were cold and rough, and he smelled the fishy smell in the air.

His blood also seemed to have layers of chilling with the deep chill from his palms. He seemed to be frozen and unable to move.

The rotten hands began to forcefully twist his head.

A burst of severe pain from his neck forced him to move his feet and turn around. During this period, he kept trying to raise his hand several times, but he couldn't lift it up.

He was turned around.

In the darkness, he saw two pairs of bright yellow pupils.

The glass oil lamp he had been holding in his hand suddenly lit up again for some reason.

The light dispelled the darkness, which made him see clearly the master of the rotten hands in front of him.

Its thick neck had two split human heads, one was Xiaolian and the other was Ayao. Their faces were black and purple, with raised yellow pustules, and their bright yellow pupils were staring at him.

His eyes were stinged by the bright yellow pupils, and his whole body began to get hot.

The two people's heads opened their mouths, and their mouths were full of wriggling maggots. They were talking in unison: "Didn't you remember it?"

What did he remembered? He was trembling all over, and he felt vaguely that he seemed to have forgotten something very important.

Ayao and Xiaolian were grinning, and they were laughing. The more they smiled, the bigger they were, the bigger they were, as big as a ball, and fine and sharp teeth grew on both jaws. They were almost singing: "If you really can't remember, then we'll eat you, that's what you said."

What did you remember? The blue veins appeared on his forehead and he thought anxiously.

The two big mouths were getting closer and closer to him, as if they were about to swallow him. He sniffed the rotten breath and suddenly remembered.

He is the owner of this room.

They caught the people hanging in the house together.

His eyes also turned bright yellow.

A Yao and Xiao Lian stopped, they knew he was back.

But he didn't stop. His mouth was opened like a bloody pot, swallowing A Yao's extremely disgusting head in one mouthful.

Xiao Lianliang's yellow pupils contracted slightly, and she let out an incomprehensible scream and opened her mouth to bite Zhou Fan.

But Zhou Fan's mouth was bigger than hers, like a sharp door cracked and serrated, swallowing her whole body and chewing it on a big mouth.

It's like eating the most wonderful food in the world.

After swallowing it, Zhou Fan knelt on the ground and started to retching. He did this because while he remembered that he was the owner of the room, he also remembered his true identity.

This is a dream. He wanted to escape from the dream, so he could only kill this two-headed man.

But he still felt terrifying and disgusting. He forgot how many dumplings he had eaten in his dream. He almost fell into eternity in this dream.

"How could this happen? Didn't it mean that it wasn't very dangerous?" He thought strangely while retching.

At that time, the Black Dragon's description of the Phantom Spirit Fruit was said in a trading state, and there was no reason to deceive him.

But this dream seems to be even more dangerous to Zhou Fan than the dream of Mengou and the angry ghost.

The dark room began to shatter, and the hanging blood people, wooden tables, and gray wooden boxes all turned into gray spots of light slowly dissipating.

"But fortunately, it's all over." Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

But when everything collapsed, he did not break free from the illusion as before. The light and shadow continued to change, and he appeared in a black rock valley.

The grass in the valley withered, filled with the breath of withered and silent death.

"Has I entered a new dream?" Zhou Fan's face changed slightly, but soon he shook his head, "This is not right, I still maintain a clear consciousness."

Just as Zhou Fan raised his foot and walked a few steps forward to see what was going on here, the Black Rock Valley started to tremble.

The earth shook, like an earthquake. The vibration stopped for a short while and the valley returned to silence.

Zhou Fan looked around, and soon his eyes narrowed.

In the top of the mountain surrounded by white mist in front of him, a huge shadow appeared faintly from the white mist. Its human form was as high as a hundred feet tall. Its head scattered into a strange black line, and countless black lines slowly swayed.

Zhou Fan's whole body froze, his pupils contracted and stared at the huge shadow standing in the white mist.

He had seen it before.

When he first stepped out of Sanqiu Village, he saw three different monsters through the sacred elephant. It was one of them, but there were several such huge shadows at that time, but now there were only one.

The head was a swaying black line with monsters without any eyes, but Zhou Fan felt that it was staring at him.

Huge malicious oppression attacked Zhou Fan, and his body's membrane cracked and bloody mouths flowed down from the mouth.

Zhou Fan's back was slightly bent by the huge malice, and his face showed a look of pain and hideousness.

This monster just showed malice to him, which made his body collapse.

Such a weird thing is probably not much different even if it is not level unknowable.

"Why? Why did it appear in the dream caused by the Phantom Spirit Fruit?" Zhou Fan was very puzzled. His mind was rotating rapidly, hoping to find a way to get out of this valley.

He guessed that this valley should be an illusion, but he didn't know whether the monster was an illusion.

But the most important thing now is to get out of place.

Just how to get out of it?

Zhou Fan didn't know that the blood on his body was flowing more and more, and his consciousness began to become a little blurred.

At this time, gray mist rose up under his feet, and a red and black human-shaped puppet blocked his body. The puppet had only empty eye sockets, and circles of twisted patterns appeared on his body.

Zhou Fan was slightly stunned by this. This is a dream guy!

A large amount of gray fog appeared on Mengou's body, and the gray fog swept towards Zhou Fan, and Zhou Fan's figure dissipated in the valley.

After doing all this, Mengou began to collapse into pieces of wood chips.

The valley returned to silence.

A huge shadow of a hundred feet stood between the sky and the earth for a while, and the figure began to fade away. It disappeared, and the Black Rock Valley gradually collapsed.

The moment Zhou Fan opened his eyes, he looked around vigilantly, and found that he was in the inn room, and Xiao Kun was right in front of him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

But thinking about the valley just now, his back immediately burst into cold sweat and his face turned slightly pale. If Mengyu hadn't appeared suddenly, he might have been dead.

What's going on with that weird thing?

"Master, you're awake. Xiao Kun was so scared that he was just now. After you closed your eyes, a strange black and red light suddenly rushed in from the window and ran into your body..." Xiao Kun said with a relaxed smile.

Zhou Fan's face immediately became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "You said a black and red light ran into my body, so tell me more details."

Xiao Kun was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained in detail what happened after Zhou Fan entered the dream.

In fact, it is not much different from what she just described, it is just adding some small details.

After hearing this, Zhou Fan's face became gloomy and unstable.
Chapter completed!