The Great Dream God

Princess Ziyang walked slowly and gracefully, like a fairy on the water. Her graceful figure seemed to be lifted up by the breeze, floating out of the world, just like Chang'e in the moon descending to the mortal world. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining a charming smile, her red lips slightly parted, and a sweet voice like the cry of an oriole came out: "If I go to two or three more houses, I can achieve my goal!" The voice was crisp and melodious, like the gurgling of a clear spring in the mountains, but it contained an unshakable determination, as if it was as unshakable as a rock.

After saying that, she continued to walk forward gracefully. However, she did not realize that she had unknowingly fallen into a heavy siege on this bustling and noisy street. Meng Jin and Zhang Tianlong quietly hid in a shop, their cold eyes, like a sharp blade, stared at Princess Ziyang who was walking slowly on the street.

Meng Jin took a deep breath, and his muscles tensed up instantly, like a volcano about to erupt, the power in his body surged, ready to burst out at any time. His eyes revealed a resolute look, as if he was about to rush out of the store like a tiger out of a cage and launch a fatal attack on Princess Ziyang. However, just as he was about to take action, Zhang Tianlong quickly reached out and tightly grasped Meng Jin's shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "Wait, someone can't hold back anymore and wants to take action first!"

When Zhang Tianlong said this, he stared at Meng Jin without blinking, with a warning and deep meaning in his eyes. Meng Jin was startled, looked around in great confusion, and asked in a low voice: "You mean, besides us, there are others who are trying to launch a sneak attack on Princess Ziyang?"

Zhang Tianlong nodded slightly, with a determined light flashing in his eyes, and said slowly: "Moreover, those people are far more anxious than us!" His voice was low and powerful, echoing in his ears like thunder, as if telling an unchangeable fact.

Just as Zhang Tianlong finished speaking, a breeze gently blew across Princess Ziyang's delicate face. The silky touch made her subconsciously raise her head and look forward. At the end of the street, two people were standing. One was tall, the other was short, one was fat, the other was thin, forming a very sharp contrast, like a strange painting. They wore dark sunglasses on their faces, which were like a bottomless black hole, making it impossible to see their eyes clearly, adding a bit of mystery and weirdness. Behind them, they were carrying two strange objects. Looking closely, they were actually two ancient zithers!

The two guqins were suspended in the air, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if calling from ancient times. The wood grain on the guqin body was looming, like the traces of time. Under the sunlight, the strings flickered with a faint light, as bright as stars. The two people slowly stretched out their hands, which were slender and white. Their fingers gently plucked the strings, and their movements were elegant and smooth. Suddenly, waves of sound surged out like a tide. The sound waves contained powerful power and rushed forward, rushing straight towards Princess Ziyang.

Seeing this, Princess Ziyang moved quickly like a ghost, her figure was as light and agile as a dancing butterfly, trying to avoid the fierce sound wave attack. However, despite her extremely agile body, the attack range of the sound wave was too wide, like an invisible net, covering her. Inevitably, a few shallow marks were left on her body, the marks were as fine as hair, but they were particularly dazzling on her white jade skin.

Princess Ziyang's eyes flashed with anger, and that anger was like a burning flame, instantly igniting the anger in her heart. She leaped forward like a flash of lightning, shouting angrily: "You are just a trifle, how dare you show off in front of me?" Her voice was full of majesty and domineering, as if the whole world was under her control. The voice was as loud as a bell, echoing throughout the street, shocking everyone.

When the two heard the angry roar of Princess Ziyang, they were not afraid at all, but plucked the strings even harder. Their fingers jumped on the strings quickly, like agile spirits, releasing powerful shock waves. Those shock waves seemed to turn into golden swords and iron horses, roaring and rushing towards Princess Ziyang with endless murderous aura. Each shock wave contained a powerful force, as if it was going to destroy everything.

Princess Ziyang was not afraid of the shock wave that was coming like a tide. She clenched her fists, and a dazzling light flashed on her fists. The light was as bright as the sun, illuminating the entire street. She punched out fiercely, and the powerful force instantly shattered the shock wave in front of her. The power was as turbulent as a tidal wave, which was daunting. Then, she rushed towards the two people in front of her like lightning. In a flash, she was in front of the two people.

At this moment, Princess Ziyang was like the god of death who judged the world. Her eyes were cold and ruthless, exuding a chilling aura. Her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate everything, leaving people nowhere to escape. She looked down at the two people in front of her and said coldly: "Today is the day you die!" Her voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, icy and chilling, making people shudder.

The two men felt the powerful pressure from Princess Ziyang, and a trace of fear rose in their hearts. However, they knew that there was no way out at this time, and they could only fight to the death, perhaps there was a glimmer of hope. So, they plucked the strings again, trying to launch a final counterattack. The strings rang out in waves of mournful cries as they plucked, as if telling of their unwillingness and despair.

Princess Ziyang snorted coldly, her figure flashed, and she swung her fist again. This punch contained her endless anger and power, as if she wanted to destroy the whole world. Wherever the fist passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound. Seeing this, the two men hurriedly exerted their full strength to resist. However, Princess Ziyang's power was too strong, and their defense was broken in an instant. The defense was like a fragile eggshell, which was vulnerable to the powerful power of Princess Ziyang.

There was only a loud bang, the sound was like thunder exploding in the ears, making people dizzy and tinnitus. The two men flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground. Blood spurted out of their mouths, and the blood drew a beautiful arc in the air, as beautiful as a blooming flower. Their eyes were full of despair and unwillingness, and that look seemed to tell of their regret and helplessness.

Princess Ziyang slowly retracted her fist and looked at the two people on the ground with cold eyes, as if she was looking at two insignificant ants. There was no mercy in her eyes, only endless indifference.

At this time, the whole street fell into a dead silence. Everyone was shocked by the powerful strength of Princess Ziyang, and no one dared to make a sound. The air seemed to freeze, and time seemed to stop flowing. Princess Ziyang glanced around, her eyes were as sharp as a sword, and people dared not look at her. Then she turned around and continued to move towards her goal. Her figure appeared taller and more majestic under the sunlight, like an insurmountable mountain that people could only look up to but could not surpass.

Her skirt fluttered in the wind, like a blooming flower, beautiful and noble. Her steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to step on people's hearts, making people feel her determination and courage. The sunlight sprinkled on her, covering her with a layer of golden glory, making her look more sacred and inviolable.