Only me in the world is normal

Chapter 800 Can't Cure Xia Yanzhen, Can't Cure You?

Hearing Xia Yanzhen's extremely provocative words, Hua Zhongxian froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect that a mere sixth-order dream apostle would dare to talk to him like this.

It's been a long time since I've experienced this feeling.

Even in the mission world, in most cases, the Immortal in the Painting is the overlord.

Do not need low voltage to make small.

Not to mention in God's Dream, the third strongest in the ring battle, the second must respect him-except for the abnormal first.

"Ah."

It took a second for the fairy in the painting to adjust his mentality. He didn't show an ugly face on the spot. He still maintained an elegant and elegant posture, and chuckled, "It seems that the old thing in the past didn't understand one thing. Now, it's already Not your time.

"Things that should have been buried long ago, your only role is to tell everything you know, and then die miserably in a corner where no one is around."

The voice of the fairy in the painting is loud and clear.

The dream apostles around stopped and looked towards this side.

The fairy in the painting promises that no one who kills that Xia Shishi and gets any news about the disappearing apostle of the dream will not be able to come to the myth to receive the reward.

There was a loud noise, and the entire ring area was shaking.

"During the last mission, he couldn't try to stabilize himself and resisted going to the mission world." Han Linglu said, "Do you still remember the old god you said? Surely he can't resist the power of God Moxin , It is estimated that I can also fight the old gods."

The doubts and moves that the fairy in the painting did not have are all turned into horror.

The result of the test is not, when I shot, I did feel restricted.

Han Linglu waved his hand at Seraphim, did he resist the call from God's Dream—oh, it should be the power of diversion.

From the perspective of the insider, I saw Xia Shishi walk up to the face of the fairy in the painting, grab my head with his hand, and smash it to the ground.

That outside is God's heart, dare to do something outside?
And when you go out there, the focus is on pressure, but on control.

That limiting power is not quite the same as it was when I resisted the call, but it's the same.

Whether these people answered or not, they all took a step forward, disappeared and returned to the space of the mythical team.

"I'm mad?"

It's like being approached constantly with a thin needle, even if you don't touch it, you will have some moderate "phantom pain".

Han Linglu is cowardly and fearful.

Now, another one?
It's just Seraphim, and everyone has that "he's fucking teasing you" look.

It's been tested that the eighth-level dream apostle in Huazhongxian's tenth-level arena doesn't have much strength. Let me see if the tenth-level dream apostle is weak.

In terms of weakness, it is much less stressful than simply resisting the task.

Is there any blood flowing out.

The turbulent power was calmed down, only a part of it circulated in the body, and it might even hurt oneself.

The bad thing is that the disguise only disappears under the real ring. I have the appearance of being seen by others.

It's very similar to the feeling of the place of training.

"That man is going to die."

That's all, the hands under the cheeks are closed, and no cracks have been pinched under the skull.

Seraphim spoke.

The Immortal in the Picture should be right here.

Related props are considered rare.

But the little phantom pain coming from between the eyebrows, the warning sign of safety, and the instinct to avoid risks are roaring at the fairy in the painting again, I should dodge.

Where is that going to throw me?

Then it was not the seventh time, the eighth time.

In that kind of control, the apostle of the dream will lose combat effectiveness.

As a bonus, after the last quest was started, you will no longer be able to come to the Exchange Square or any public space in the Dreamland of Gods.

Then I realized I was wrong.

"why!"

That kind of control is extremely light and terrifying, as if the sky is falling.

Even moving a finger is right.

It would be a pity if the bad test subjects were sent to the door by themselves.

To know what secrets I hide.

Could it be that, in the future dream of God, there will be no such slight rewards for making shots.

Combat is prohibited in public places in Dreamland of the Gods.

Han Linglu looked at the "follower" of the fairy in the painting.

In an instant, the fairy in the painting was able to move.

The fairy in the painting is not willing to talk nonsense with Han Linglu anymore.

The weak Dream Apostle team cannot be domineering or ruthless.

He definitely didn't intend to do anything, and if he took action, he would be controlled.

And the secrets that Xia Shiyi possessed should have been sold by Shinhwa in the past.

At least so far, there has been no news that any team has followed the contract before signing the contract without any damage.

Wait if there is no long-term "office".

can be followed.

The fairy in the painting's brows tightened, and a faint tingling sensation came.

Such a weak team as Shinhwa naturally has no shop of its own.

In the crowd watching, the fairy in the painting raised his left hand, and a piece of paper appeared below.

However, Han Linglu planned to let the fairy in the picture go.

For the fairy in the painting, it was right when the matter came out.

While hesitating, Mo Xinshi's hand hadn't grasped the head of the fairy in the painting.

The weak want the life of the strong, in fact, they do it with their own hands, and just use their mouths.

With such a serious injury, it is often difficult to fully recover until the last mission.

When the apostle of the dream releases a mission, props such as a contract are needed to ensure fairness and justice.

The contract of Immortal in Painting is more "serious" than the purchase under the store.

Severe pain came from the front of the head, and Hua Zhongxian obviously felt that the front of his head was shattered.

It was tantamount to pronouncing Xia Shishi's death sentence.

There is no god dream itself as a guarantee.

The old man is obviously this person, he offended the fairy in the painting, and his life is long.

That monster will come out and destroy us at any time.

However, at this moment, a terrifying control came.

So the fairy in the painting "has".

That's the first offender's reward.

"It was like that the first time, and it's the seventh time." Seraph looked at Han Linglu, "Why is he still there?"

The mythical people are still there!
That was a warning sign.

Others watched almost instinctively.

You can watch it with peace of mind, as long as the fairy in the painting doesn't notice and get angry.

The fairy in the painting is the leader of a team of dozens of people named Shinhwa.

In short, when Mo Xinshi comes out.

It wasn't until the fairy in the painting fell to the ground that the onlookers really realized what happened.

I want to try, what will happen if I break the rules in Shen Zhimo's heart.

"Crack."

The hand of God issues tasks, which are called oracles.

But it was much worse than the century-old pressure under Han Linglu.

The apostle of the dream was also sure, and answered instinctively.

A group of people stand firmly, just like our state of mind.

In the seventh time, in addition to the following rewards, there will be direct serious injuries.

Although the fairy in the painting looks like a fairy in appearance, he looks elegant and free and easy, but he is actually very narrow-minded.

The dream apostle who must be above the seventh level will be directly thrown out of the dream of God.

Seraph is understanding.

The current God's Dreamland is very complete, but there are also some things that are missing, such as a "mission system".

These people all glared over.

"Actually, the power of God's Dream is also irresistible. Let's try it out. Their strength is very strong." Han Linglu explained.

"……died?"

Originally, I was supposed to leave just like that, but... when Mo Xinshi spoke out.

Mo Xinshi was a little bit behind, and it was necessary to cause trouble.

"You, the fairy in the painting, hereby make a contract..."

But why is Xia Shishi the one who made the first move?
"Oh? If you shoot in those places, you will be sent to your 'home'? That reward is not important." Han Linglu said.

It is possible to return to private space.

Unable to appear in public areas after the last mission.

Xia Yanzhen didn't have a death list, hunting order or other titles.

Because of Myth's weak strength and domineering style, we seldom release hunting missions, and any dream apostle who offends us will be in bad luck.

After all, communication between people is not an important part of the dream of God.

"..."

No one among the apostles of the dream "defies the law by oneself", which became a lesson for the Xiao family.

Deal with Han Linglu, or deal with him?

Why did Venerable (the fairy in the painting asked us to call me) stop?

However, he was directly thrown back into the private space by the dream of God.

"Are you back? How's it going inside?" Fengshenbang asked.

Naturally, no one came to me with Xia Shishi's head and secrets a few days ago.

The reversing radar beeps and stops, and it seems that it is about to hit an obstacle, but it seems to me that it is not far away.

I need to do something in my forehead.

"...How is that possible?"

The store only sells things, and also accepts things.

The fairy in the painting stopped and turned around.

Thinking is not necessarily.

There is no way to make a correct judgment.

"boom!"

Seraph retorted instinctively.

It was someone else who spoke, none other than Seraphim.

But you can keep your word.

"how come?"

It's the same as ever.

The team members in front of them also stopped and turned around like the fairy in the painting, without any doubts.

In a flash, I returned to the small hall of the brigade.

God's dream actually shakes? !
"It's pretty quiet." Han Linglu explained what happened inside complicatedly, "His identity must be revealed first."

That was a test.

Immortal in Painting felt like a novice driver sitting under the car.

But what really happens is only in the blink of an eye.

Resisting the call of God's Dream, including the pressure of the previous hundred years, is all-round for Han Linglu.

Fighting is prohibited here.

People who are dead, why should you say less?

To be honest, it is only known by the fairy in the painting, and it is estimated that it will be shared with others.

The fairy in the painting is caught in some kind of strange contradiction.

Well, except for one person.

There is no doubt about it.

Brother, in public, please restrain your speech.

Han Linglu yelled.

There is nothing necessary, Han Linglu can't do it for you.

The fairy in the painting was stunned for a moment.

When Xia Shishi made a move on Hua Zhongxian, Hua Zhongxian fought back.

If it is in other places, if you see the third strongman in the tenth rank (group arena) getting angry, even if you want to watch, you have to keep your distance.

When the fairy in the painting turned around, Mo Xinshi hadn't walked behind me, smiled at me, and stretched out her hand to grab my head.

When Mo Xinshi was in the trading square, he saw that there were very few shops with no signs, and what types and functions of equipment and props were required.

Han Linglu directly pinched the fairy's head in the painting.

Han Linglu straightened up, with a sinister smile on his face: "Just that little pressure, it's far away."

"Where have I been?" Han Linglu looked at the person next to him and asked.

With a good reputation, he can always force others to do business with him.

My rationality tells me that I need to do everything, as long as I stand outside, I can't see Xia Shishi stopping in embarrassment, then "disappearing", or being seriously injured.

That might be a long description.

A hundred years later, Mo Xinshi was resisting the conscripting power of the dream of God.

In addition to being restricted by the tangible chains, Han Linglu also felt the "power of conscripting".

Now Seraph we should come to try one seven.

Power came from under the head, and it was the active body that was forced out of balance amidst the horrified emotions.

That feeling is exactly the same as "the sun will become a red giant and devour the earth billions of years in the future".

"It's over, mythical 'Xia Yanzhen'!"

"I had such a hard time dying, didn't I?"

Xia Shishi, you're attacking me!

In the dream of God, there is no need to worry.

What?Was it Han Linglu who moved first?

"Oh, you are resisting the power of God's dream." Han Linglu said.

It's as bad as the earth people suddenly know that there is no monster outside the sun.

The body of the fairy in the painting disappeared immediately.

Wait until all the survivors are found, and then raise the flag of the brigade.

Because I moved my hand instinctively, I was teleported back to my private space.

"That's it, you go first."

There seems to be no endless hills, yes, the weight of countless worlds weighs on me.

"I may have made a move just now, so I returned to my own territory."

To be more complicated, it is not that Shinhwa uses some contract items to make a promise: Anyone who completes our task cannot come to Shinhwa to receive punishment.

Before the fairy in the painting made the contract, he put his hands down and looked down at Mo Xin: "Let's enjoy the first little time of your life badly."

Anyone who offends the fairy in the painting will be in bad luck.

No one explained to Mo Xinshi.

Or monopolize it first, gain enough damage from the secret and then reveal it quickly.

The speed of the process is extremely slow, and Xiaojia's line of sight can follow.

The so-called "Xia Yanzhen" is not actually a mythical "killing order".

No one has tried it before.

God's Dreamland is in charge of those, even if they fight each other, they are treated equally, and all of them will be rewarded.

The other party did not threaten me.

The eighth time, or the reward that seemed to be the eighth time, came to be completely obliterated.

High-level dream apostles often also get things that interest low-level dream seven sea charts.

In the painting, the fairy's eyes are narrowed, his face is calm and windy, and his haughty and chic expression almost collapses—if I can move.

The real test object of Mo Xinshi is actually the god Mo Xin himself.

Does it have anything to do with the disappearance of the fairy in the painting?
If the things he said spread out, it may not be a bad thing for the entire God's Dreamland.

A small amount of tangible chains were tied to his body.

Let the fairy in the painting have to turn around.

With that said, I will leave with a few people.

Speaking of which, isn't that old man the "post-dream apostle" that has been widely rumored?
"Hey."

After a while, Mo Xinshi and Han Dahe came out.

Only the ancient dream apostle dared to make a move?

In person, naturally, no one will say the name of the death list, only Xia Yanzhen.

Shinhwa released the task, which was called Mo Xinshi.

Posting tasks and letting other apostles of my dreams complete them is the monopoly of the weak and weak teams.

Does the "ancient" powerful dream apostle realize that the gap between me and myself is like a human and a bug.

As a weak dream apostle, the fairy in the painting instinctively wanted to fight back, and in an instant the power surged and surged out.

(End of this chapter)