The light of the scalpel just flashed, and it disappeared in Huang Liang's palm.

He can’t really kill the shadow of Old Wolf with a knife. On the one hand, this shadow and Old Wolf have already become one. There is no difference between you and me. If you want to kill the shadow, it will inevitably hurt Old Wolf’s. The body of consciousness, with the current mental state of Old Wolfe, is likely to die.

On the other hand, no matter how much Zhao Pengcheng’s memory is affected by Huang Liang and the assimilation of human emotions, he is still not sure whether he is a real "person". In a sense, the "shadow" belongs to him. Killing the shadow will inevitably expose his own strength and abnormal changes to the organization.

The original intention of the organization to send him to Vancouver was to get close to the Wolf family. Although he went to Los Angeles and made his trip to Vancouver a coincidence, he always felt that someone was arranging it. According to Howard's account, the current person in charge of North America is the second leader, and he is directly under the leadership of the second leader.

Who knows where the second leader is? Maybe it's by William Wolfe's side!

The shadow only twisted on the ground twice, and finally lay down quietly, not knowing whether it was lack of strength or what he was waiting for.

Old Wolf clenched his fists, trembling all over, and took a step forward.

Huang Liang looked at the snow-capped mountain in the distance. The man with the gun drove the sled dogs to surround the white wolf on the top of the mountain, and the gray wolves fled from the other side of the mountain.

With a bang, the entire dream space trembled.

Wolf's mental strength was a little unsupportable, but he gritted his teeth and took another step forward. His steps were heavy, and the snow covered his calves. His eyes turned green, glowing like a wolf.

The white wolf on the opposite side seemed to sense something. He glanced towards this side and suddenly raised his head and let out a long howl.

The howling is endless like an air defense alarm, resounding in the empty snowy world.

Wolf stopped.

The shadow behind him suddenly twisted and climbed up from the ground, standing behind Wolfe, a thin slice, very conspicuous in the snow.

If Wolfe turned around at this time, he would be scared to death. But he didn't realize it, but his body trembled more severely, and the green light in his eyes became more vigorous, as if he had knocked on the medicine, making his last effort to move forward.

Huang Liang could see that the shadow was affecting Wolfe's consciousness, allowing Wolfe to break through the dream barrier and enter the vast ice and snow world in the distance.

From Wolf's subconscious mind, Huang Liang felt his sympathy for the wolves, his anger towards the hunters chasing the wolves, and the awe of the white wolves. This kind of awe made him afraid to take a step beyond the thunder pond, and the shadow consciousness affected him, making his anger surpass reason and awe.

Huang Liang wanted to know why the shadow produced a different consciousness than Wolff. It stands to reason that the shadow has acquired all of Wolf’s consciousness and grows with him. Until it can replace the ontological consciousness, it should not produce other consciousness, unless something is affecting it or parasitizing it. The source consciousness was planted at the very first moment, and its purpose is probably not to replace Wolfe, but to break through Wolfe's mental barrier and enter the snowy field.

Huang Liang was also curious about the snowfield and the white wolf. But he didn't dare to go in now. He was in Wolfe's dream. This was the only way to connect to the mysterious world. If Wolfe quit the dream, he would probably be trapped there and never get out again.

Old Wolfe couldn't even enter. Once in, his current dreams would inevitably collapse, his consciousness would leave his body, he would become a vegetative, or simply die.

Huang Liang's hand showed the scalpel again, and he decided to stop Wolfe before he rushed through the dream barrier. He didn't want this old man to die just a few days after he first came to Vancouver to treat Wolfe.

But at this moment, the scene on the opposite side changed, just like a movie lens, bringing the white wolf picture closer. Huang Liang could clearly see the angry eyes of the white wolf, his nose and upper lip were fluttering, revealing his sharp white teeth.

It stared at Wolf and its shadow, and suddenly roared, and a gust of wind blew up on the snow-capped mountain, passing through the barrier of dreams, and blowing.

Huang Liang was shaken by the wind, but he immediately stabilized his figure. He knew that this was not the real wind, but a kind of mental storm. It was a pressure on consciousness formed by mental power, but people were reduced to wind in consciousness.

The yellow beam can be stabilized, but Wolfe is obviously unable to stabilize it. He fell on his back against the wind, and the shadow behind him was blown up like a kite, but his feet were always attached to Wolf’s, so it was blown long and long, and the color became more and more. The lighter it is, like a plume of cooking smoke floating in the air.

Huang Liang finally knew why Wolf was so weak.

The invading parasitic consciousness didn't want to kill him, but drove him to break through the dream barrier, and the white wolf in the world of untrue and false connected with Old Wolf obviously didn't want him to come in. The White Wolf's spirit penetrated the barrier, hurting the shadow, but it also hurt Wolf's consciousness. So Wolf and his shadow are very weak.

Wolf can no longer support the dream. His dream was about to collapse when the white wolf roared, but Huang Liang subconsciously used his spirit to support it, in order to see what would happen to that shadow under the white wolf's mental impact.

But he suddenly felt another strange mental power, just like him, protecting this dream.

He turned his head suddenly and saw Quay Wolfe standing in the shadow on the edge of the dream.

When entering Old Wolf's dream, Huang Liang hid on the edge of the dream in order not to disturb the space. As long as he does not engage in mental interference, Wolfe will not find him, and it will not be easy to find him if other conscious bodies come in, unless the mental power gap between the two is very large.

He didn't find Hong Kui, and Hong Kui probably didn't find him either. But they used mental power at the same time to try to prevent the collapse of the dream, so they found each other.

Both of them were a little surprised, but they didn't have time to communicate. Because if he didn't quit his dream, Old Wolf couldn't hold on anymore. Although the shadow may dissipate under the mental pressure of White Wolf~lightnovelpub.net~, Wolf will also die with a high probability.

They let go at the same time and withdrew from the dream.

William Wolfe lay straight on the bed again, like a corpse, his eyes more apathetic, but still unwillingly open.

Martha held the master's head, muttering something, praying like a pious nun.

Huang Liang looked at Hong Kui and asked, "Is it always like this?"

Hong Kui said: "Yes, it's basically the same every time."

"Aoki..." Huang Liang originally wanted to ask Aoki if he knew this, but then he thought that Aoki would know it, so he asked, "How did he treat the old man?"

"I'm not very clear. I didn't know how to get into my father's dream at the time. Later, I got the guidance of Mr. Aoki to understand how to control mental power."

Hong Kui kept holding on to Old Wolfe's shoulder, seeing that he had no signs of recurring attacks, straightened up, as if asking casually, "Doctor Huang knows Mr. Aoki?"

"Didn't you tell me that the old man received treatment in Wuzhong..."

"I never said his name."

Huang Liang already knew that he had lost his mouth. He secretly scolded himself for being cautious and confused for a while. Fortunately, he was introduced by Mei Yiqiu, so he used this as a shield to explain, "Oh, I heard Professor Mei mentioned about Mr. Aoki. Longing for it, you said he was treated in Wuzhong, and I guessed it was him."

"Yeah, little Wuzhong, what a hidden dragon and crouching tiger!" Hong Kui said.

Huang Liang's heart beat, chewing Hong Kui's words repeatedly, and carefully recalling his words and deeds, making sure that no flaws were revealed.

"Gentlemen, it's time to eat." Masha next to her respectfully said to the Hong family elder, and then took a look at Huang Liang with interest.

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