At the foot of the mountain where the manor is located.

Limousine parked quietly.

The door opened, and Su Hao in a suit walked out slowly, leaning against the door with a cigar in his mouth. After lighting it, he quietly looked at the brightly lit manor on the top of the mountain.

"Father, I'm sorry... The dream disaster broke out. You and sister Xiaoyu were accidentally killed by the dream disaster. My grandson, I'm so sad."

The corner of Su Hao's mouth twitched, trying to squeeze a sad look on his face.

The pattering rain slapped on his face, bringing a little icy cold,

But it was difficult to erase the fiery passion in his heart.

Behind him, a tall man with blond hair and blue eyes in a black trench coat came out, and behind the tall man, there were also several figures of blond hair and blue eyes.

This is the dream-transforming team that Su Hao brought back from a foreign country, a... a team of dream-shifting masters dedicated to serving him.

He gave enough money, and even the taboo, this team will naturally serve him.

"Young Master Su, don't worry, leave this to me. My elder brother is a federal state-level dreamer. Please trust my credibility, so you can wait for my good news."

The tall blond man spread his hands and smiled brightly.

Su Hao looked at this man with a smile on his face.

This is the dream crossing team he hired after he returned from studying abroad in a foreign country, for the purpose of today's plan.

A mysterious taboo weapon, coupled with an exotic dream crossing team, almost spent his entire net worth.

However, Su Hao didn't care,

Because after tonight, he will be able to earn back a thousand times, ten thousand times.

After tonight, he will become the heir of the Su Group.

No one knows that the wealth of the Su Group is huge.

Even Su Hao doesn't know it himself, but it's not a big problem, because he will be completely clear soon.

"Kamon, my grandfather and sister will die in the dream disaster. However, those few dream masters in Jinling City may not be able to. What I want you to do is very simple..."

Su Hao was smoking a cigar, looked at the blonde and blue-eyed Federal Dreamer, raised his hand and wiped his neck.

"In reality, kill them, your ability, what you can do, do it neatly and cleanly."

Su Hao laughed.

Carmon, that is the federal dreamer, tilted his head: "In this country, killing the dreamer... Once it is revealed, the risk is extremely high, not to mention, according to my information, this time involved in the dream disaster. Among the Dumeng Masters, there is also a man named Zhang Changlin who just killed a city-destroying powerhouse."

"To kill this person alone, you have to add 100 million, plus a middle-grade taboo."

Camon Road.

Su Hao was smoking a cigarette, his eyes were slightly gloomy, but after a long time, he smiled casually: "Okay, as long as you get rid of these obstructive dream masters, pretend that they died in a dream... that money is not a problem, Taboo... is not a problem either."

As soon as the old man died, just taking out one of the taboos in his collection would be enough to get rid of this golden retriever.

In fact, Su Hao didn't want to offend the dreamer team from the Federation because of a little money.

As Camon said, his older brother is the federal state-level dreamer.

A national-level dreamer, Su Hao still knows what the concept is.

That is the existence standing at the pinnacle of human beings.

Therefore, Su Hao did not want to offend this team. After all, he had to rely on this team to completely control the Su family.

Looking at Carmon and his teammates who disappeared into the night, smashed the light rain, and ran towards the manor on the mountain.

Su Hao leaned next to the luxury car again,

Inside the car, the high-end audio is resounding with the melodious and cheerful Federal music,

Su Hao was smoking a cigar and stepping on leather shoes,

I can't help but want to dance on the spot with the music.

The dream disaster came too fast, like a gust of wind.

In an instant, the entire manor was shrouded in it, and the blockade was deadly.

A gloomy and cold breath, as well as the singing of "La La La La" that constantly lingered in the ears of everyone in the manor, reverberated endlessly, making the scalp tingle, and the uncontrollable burst of inner fear.

Zhang Changlin and Su Jiuming, who were standing on the corridor, did not move their bodies anymore.

Because the picture in front of them began to change constantly, the corridor originally covered with high-grade carpets began to become extremely dilapidated, like a castle that had been idle for hundreds of years, dilapidated.

The freehand and drawn paintings hanging on the walls have also changed at this moment.

Every painting seems to be bleeding continuously.

Beside Zhang Changlin, Su Jiu Ming disappeared, apparently being forcibly isolated by the strange creature in the dream disaster.

Zhang Changlin suddenly felt a bit of a headache: "The level of the dream disaster that can be forcibly isolated from the dream disaster is definitely not low... It shouldn't be, how can a man-made dream disaster be such a high-level dream disaster?"

Zhang Changlin was a little puzzled.

Could it be that it's really because of his **** luck... so the level of the Dream Calamity has been changed?

He felt that he should have already started the transfer.

Move forward slowly, walk along the corridor,

There, at the end of the hallway, the light of a room escaped through the gap in the portal.

Pushing open the door, the smoke billows,

It is not a familiar restaurant, but a small room,

The room is not big, with a square table,

Beside the table, there were three trembling figures sitting, and a white candle was lit beside each figure.

These three figures, some in waiter costumes, some in maid costumes, and some in chef costumes, are obviously all staff in the manor.

The three of them sat around the table, looking at Zhang Changlin in horror.

"Three missing one?" Zhang Changlin twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered.

Square table, three people...

Isn't this the classic three missing one?

Zhang Changlin looked at the table, but unfortunately, he didn't see Mahjong...

He only saw a pen lying quietly on the table.

"Pen?"

Zhang Changlin frowned slightly.

His dream spirit began to be released quietly, trying to find out the location of the strange thing in the dream disaster.

However, as soon as his dream spirit was released, it felt as if it was bitten off by a force.

This kind of feeling made Zhang Changlin immediately withdraw his dream vision.

His face was solemn, this time the dream disaster... very dangerous!

If you choose to attack,

He felt that he might not be able to defeat the strange creature in this dream disaster.

However, Zhang Changlin was in a hurry again...

After all, the location where this dream disaster broke out was the manor,

In the manor, there are not a lot of ordinary people, and there are even the richest man in Jinling like Mr. Su!

If it is not in time, it is fine, but the Wildfire Team is in this dream disaster, and it is their responsibility to attack the dream disaster with the fastest speed.

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"Have to find a way to break the dream disaster quickly..."

Zhang Changlin murmured, stepped out, and sat on the chair.

If you want to conquer this strange dream disaster, then choose to immerse yourself in this dream disaster first!

And Zhang Changlin, who was just sitting in the chair, found that in front of him, a white candle was automatically lit, and the long candle flame seemed to reflect Zhang Changlin's face.

Zhang Changlin suddenly felt that his body was starting to get out of control...

The three figures beside the square table also trembled and stretched out their hands uncontrollably...

Zhang Changlin also stretched out his hand uncontrollably.

The four palms, folded together, held the pen on the table.

The tip of the pen faces the table,

The four arms crossed over the table to form a "cross".

crunch, crunch...

Zhang Changlin felt that the pen moved involuntarily...

The flames of the candles seemed to start beating up and down,

The tip of the pen has been drawing circles on the desktop, moving slowly with a harsh and creepy sound.

Zhang Changlin stared at the tip of the pen,

In that pen, there seems to be an unparalleled horror...

Zhang Changlin's eyes narrowed,

He seems to understand!

This dream disaster, big murder!

It is destined to die. As long as the tip of this pen stops in front of whomever, the white candle will be extinguished, and the surroundings will be plunged into darkness.

Creatures will emerge from the darkness and take their lives!

Zhang Changlin took a deep breath,

Who did the monster choose...

Isn't it all about luck?

There are no rules to follow!

Suddenly!

The crunching, screeching sound of the nib rubbing stopped.

But they saw that the pens held by the four of them stopped in front of Zhang Changlin.

The white candles flickered slightly,

The dark face of Zhang Changlin that was reflected...

Zhang Changlin: (?_?)

Sure enough, this kind of life depends on luck...

Not for him!

The white candle in front of Zhang Changlin went out instantly.

Blue smoke rises from the white candle!

Zhang Changlin's scalp felt numb in an instant,

I only felt that on the sides of my cheeks, there seemed to be pale and cold fingers, slowly reaching out, from the back to the front... Grabbing his face.

In my ears, the sound of la la la la was still resounding.

According to what Luoluo said, this was the voice of my sister-in-law.

The dream disaster swept over, pulling everyone into the dreamland,

Du Fang felt that the force pulling him into the dream was not very strong.

However, Du Fang still slammed into it.

After all, he had to find his sister-in-law.

The picture in front of me began to change, like ripples spreading.

Du Fang opened his eyes and looked around.

He found himself in a studio,

The air is filled with the smell of paint, as well as the smell of various plaster statues.

Sunlight is projected from the floor-to-ceiling windows~lightnovelpub.net~ The breeze is gentle, the curtains are gently floating, and there is a gentle song lingering in the studio.

The picture is very warm.

It's like the scene where the male and female protagonists are about to meet in the kind of small fresh youth film,

There seems to be a smell of hormones in the air...

Du Fang frowned, feeling that something was not right.

How could it be the smell of hormones...

He came to look for his sister-in-law, for pure affection,

Wouldn't this love be deteriorating?

Stacked tall easels with unfinished paintings hanging on them,

suddenly,

Du Fang stopped,

He found that at the end, there was an easel, and before a woman with black hair falling like a waterfall sat on the easel,

On the easel is an unfinished sketch.

The sketch is of a man...the profile is extremely familiar,

Du Fang looked at the painting and was slightly stunned,

Isn't that the one who drew him?

The girl in front of the easel, raised her tender hand, holding a pen,

The tip of the pen landed on the scroll and rubbed lightly,

The rustling resounded.

la la la la

A soft and melodious singing voice came from the mouth of the painting girl.

suddenly,

Du Fang was shocked and came back to his senses.

but found,

I don't know when, I have walked to the easel, standing behind the girl with black hair like a waterfall,

Slowly bending down,

The body clings to the girl's body,

He stretched out his hand and held the girl's tender hand holding the pen,

Grind on drawing paper.

Du Fang: "??!"

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