The Great Dream God

In the deep and mysterious Wolongyuan, which is as mysterious as an endless abyss, there is a creepy atmosphere, as if it is the gloomy chill from hell, which permeates every inch of space. Here, the darkness seems to be unable to be dispelled forever, like a huge black curtain, covering everything. Shangguan Ying and Qingniao, these two are like enemies in fate. The contradiction between them is like a raging fire, and they have always been incompatible. However, at this moment, because of a common goal, the thread of fate tightly entangles them together-that is to completely wipe out Mengjin from this world to vent their long-accumulated resentment in their hearts.

This hatred, like the surging river water, or the blazing flames, raged wildly in their hearts, never stopping. This strong hatred, like an invisible whip, lashed their souls fiercely, driving them to embark on this journey full of difficulties and obstacles without hesitation, even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, they would never retreat.

On the eve of the expedition, the night was like thick ink, pressing down heavily, as if a huge black mountain had collapsed, shrouding the entire camp in an extremely depressing atmosphere. The darkness was so thick that it was almost impossible to breathe, and it seemed to completely swallow up all hope and light.

Qingniao's face was as gloomy as a violent volcano about to erupt. His face seemed to be covered with a thick haze, which made people shudder. His eyes were burning with rage, and the flames were hot and violent, as if they were going to burn everything in the world to ashes. He clenched his fists, and his joints turned pale due to excessive force. The tense muscles seemed to tell of his inner anger and unwillingness. He slowly told Shangguan Ying about the past entanglement between him and Meng Jin. His voice was low and hoarse, like a desperate wail from the depths of hell, full of endless pain and resentment.

"Shangguan Ying, do you know how deep the hatred between Meng Jin and I is?" Qingniao's voice seemed particularly eerie in the silent night, as if it was a curse from the netherworld. His eyes revealed a deep despair and anger, a kind of pain after being betrayed, an unspeakable sorrow.

Shangguan Ying raised his eyebrows slightly, with a barely perceptible indifference in his eyes, which was like ice that had not melted for a thousand years, making people feel a chill. He said lightly, "I'd like to hear more about it." His voice was calm and cold, as if he was already accustomed to all this.

Qingniao took a deep breath, and the breath seemed to carry all the pain and resentment in his heart. He said slowly: "That Meng Jin is a despicable and shameless villain with no moral bottom line! Back then, I went to the rivers and lakes with him. At that time, I naively thought that we were like-minded brothers and that we could make a world of our own in this world. But who knew that in order to satisfy his endless selfish desires, he betrayed me without hesitation! He carefully designed one conspiracy trap after another, pushing me step by step into despair. My reputation and dignity were completely trampled under his conspiracy. The humiliation, betrayal and harm I suffered were all caused by him!" At this point, Qingniao's body trembled slightly, and the trembling seemed to be the external expression of his inner pain. The anger in his eyes became more and more intense, as if he wanted to burn the whole world to ashes.

What he said may be just what he thinks is the reality. People are always good at deceiving themselves and are always willing to believe what they want to believe, even if it is a lie, even if it is an illusory bubble. They would rather lie with their eyes open than face the cruel truth.

Shangguan Ying listened quietly, his face still expressionless, as if all this had nothing to do with him. However, deep in his heart, he was thinking secretly. He remained calm on the surface, but in his heart he was thinking: "This blue bird is indeed pitiful, but his hatred for Meng Jin can be used to my advantage. If I can use his hatred to achieve my own goals, wouldn't that be a good thing?"

"I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge!" Bluebird said with gritted teeth. The sound of his teeth rubbing against each other was like the roar of evil spirits in hell, full of endless resentment and despair. "I will make Meng Jin pay a heavy price for what he did, even if it means sacrificing my life!" His eyes revealed a resolute determination, a kind of desperate madness.

Shangguan Ying looked at Qingniao, his lips slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile. There seemed to be some deep meaning hidden in that smile. He said: "Qingniao, I understand your hatred. Meng Jin is indeed a hateful person, and I have an irreconcilable hatred with him. This time we will join forces to completely eradicate him and make him disappear from this world forever!" His voice was full of firmness and determination, as if it was an unshakable oath.

Qingniao looked at Shangguan Ying, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He didn't understand why Shangguan Ying also had such a deep hatred for Meng Jin. He asked: "Shangguan Ying, what hatred do you have with Meng Jin?"

Shangguan Ying's eyes flashed with pain, and the pain flashed through his eyes like lightning, but he quickly hid it. He said slowly: "Meng Jin, that guy, brutally killed my brother, Qingfeng. That is a pain that will never be erased from my heart, and a hatred that I will never let go of in my life. I will make him pay this blood debt with blood!" His voice was full of grief and determination, which was a persistence in hatred and pursuit of justice.

After hearing this, Qingniao's hostility towards Shangguan Ying eased a little. He realized that they had a common enemy and a common goal. He said, "In that case, let's work together to deal with Mengjin!" His eyes revealed a firm determination, a desire for revenge, and a pursuit of justice.

Shangguan Ying nodded and said, "Okay, then let's discuss the specific action plan." They began to carefully discuss every detail and every step, striving to be foolproof.

At this time, a soldier came forward to report: "Generals, it is getting late. Should we let the soldiers rest early so that they can have more energy to fight tomorrow?"

Shangguan Ying looked at the bluebird and said, "Okay, let the soldiers rest early and recharge their batteries." The soldiers took the order and left. The camp gradually became quiet. Only the slight breathing sounds and the occasional chirping of insects broke the deathly silence.