Village Building Order Frenzy

After listening to Zhang Yang’s simple explanation, Mu Shaoan sighed.

　　 "Fatty Zhang, your ability to do things is not inferior in my opinion, but can you please say hello in advance next time you do something? Dream invasion has made my anti-curse system a display."

"I said it was an emergency, and if possible, I really would rather hope that the tree root would not betray." Zhang Yang showed a bitter smile at this moment. He had used the dream tree root before. It went smoothly, the result was amazing.

"Then I understand, the trumpet strategy is not easy to use, haha!" Mu Shaoan smiled knowingly, and then changed the subject and asked, "But is our arrangement really okay at the moment? The opposite is the power of the ancient **** of dreams. what."

"I do not know."

　　 Zhang Yang rarely shows a trace of dignity. The ease he pretended before was actually all for the Ba Se Lingzhi. If he is really confident to confront the ancient dream gods, then that would be a foolish joke.

But seeing a circle of people change their colors in an instant, Zhang Yang hurriedly said: "But at least we are not without the power to fight back. In addition, we are fortunate that what invades us is only the power of the ancient dreams, not the presence of the ancient dreams. In addition, We are also fortunate that we are in the real dimension, which is equivalent to providing us with an extra strong barrier, which can at least weaken the power of the ancient dream **** by 40%."

"Let me go, Fatty Zhang, don't be surprised. What regulations and trump cards are there anyway? You don't know how scary this is." Mu Shaoan quickly said, he is really sad, he is here. In Fatty Zhang's territory, he couldn't do things in accordance with the inherent rhythm.

　　 "No, it's really gone this time, everyone, let's get through the hard times together!"

　　 Zhang Yang yelled, then swished back to the Sword Immortal Hall, it was the safest place now.

　　 Everyone:...

And Zhang Yang, who returned to the Sword Immortal Hall, opened the restriction, sat on the throne, picked up a piece of iced watermelon, and leaned back comfortably. At the same time, there were three hundred and sixty small tiles. It floats automatically in the air, and 3,600 images are projected on them. These images basically cover the ancient castle in the world of swordsman and the sky of green wood and the dream dimension.

　　 Next, just watch the show.

About an hour later, when Zhang Yang ate the fifty-fourth piece of iced watermelon, finally there was movement, and I saw a very remote town in a remote mundane kingdom, by the dark night, A strand of shadow sticks out like a strand of hair, extremely cautiously.

In such a quiet and dim night, the shadow can hardly be found. I saw it observe ghostly from side to side, dodge back and forth, all kinds of fake actions, walking through the street silently, although it has heard it when passing by. A lot of snoring sounds, but out of the best choice, it still went straight to the brothel flower alley in this small town without saying a word.

　　 That's right, this is a recipe that has been tried and tested in countless dimensions!

　　That is-the wine is so wonderful, and the beauty makes people laugh. The heroes turn into pustules every night. It's a good idea to have flies in pustules.

Ok?

　　 That trace of shadow looked like an extraordinary old driver to a familiar place in this small town. That's right, it's here, that kind of rich powdery gas and a certain breath can prove it.

　　 But why is it so dark here, there is no light at all, what about the beauties, what about the benefactors, what about the smiles, it’s not scientific!

　　 The shadows wandered, wandered, wandered around, very unwilling.

Because the men who want to be wild wolves in Huayue, especially those who stay up for days and nights are the best medium for invasion. As long as you plant a nightmare seed, autumn will be-no, just wait patiently For a few days, even a few hours, after all, this is the mighty power of the ancient gods.

　　 However, even the mighty power of the ancient gods cannot penetrate the two dimensions of reality and dreams for no reason.

　　 Everything must have a cause, everything must have a cause and effect.

　　 There is no nightmare seed, and the power of the ancient dream **** is like a headless fly, I don’t know where to go.

　　 "That's fine, there is no super-quality medium. The next medium is okay. After all, this time I am not the only one."

　　 Shadow comforted herself like this, ready to find a guy who has been all night long, after all, this is the time.

The shadow returned to the empty street again. Wrong, it was not that there was no one. On the opposite side came two night watchmen, one carrying a lantern in the front and a gong in the back. Shout.

　　 "The sky is dry and everything is dry, huh!"

　　 "Be careful of the flames, bang!"

　　 "Go to bed early, boom!"

　　 "No jokes, bang!"

　　 "Dare to have a baby, boom!"

　　 "Cut off, bang!"

　　……

　　 "Hold the grass, what kind of ghost?" The shadow in the shadow's heart expanded a bit, and for the first time I felt like I had fallen into some strange world.

Crazy spit out, the shadow resisted the urge to jump out and eat these two watchmen's brains, because according to past experience, such night watchmen are blessed with the unique power of the world, shout and knock. Gong, the ordinary little devil was shocked directly.

　　 Although it is not afraid, but big things matter.

　　 "If you don't believe me, you can't find anyone who stays up late? Although the city is small, there are always 50,000 people. If not, I will eat rice fields by myself!"

　　 The shadow inspired me, but, half an hour later——

　　 The shadow squatted weakly in the corner, speechlessly asked the dark clouds, people in this city, I'm going to stay up, except for the night watchmen, not one of them was staying up late, all of them were sleeping, and it was so sweet.

　　 According to the rules of dreams ~ www.NovelMTL.com~ As long as a person in the real dimension is sleeping, no matter what dream he is doing, he will be guarded by the rules of dreams, because this is the basis of the dream dimension.

　　 Of course, this is not to say that the dream dimension is a good person, it's just limited by the rules.

　　 Believe it or not, as long as you tear a hole, whether you are sleeping or not, you will be torn to pieces by the dream army?

　　 "It seems that the only thing left is the second best thing. There can be no dogs, cats, and mice in this city. As long as you can plant a nightmare seed, everything is easy to say."

　　 The shadows continue to inspire their fighting spirit, after all, the day will be bright again after tossing.

　　 This time, it was not disappointed. An energetic dog was looking left and right, looking up and down, excited as if he had seen something.

　　 "It's you!"

　　 The shadow seemed to see the savior, and a tiger pounced on——

　　 "Stab!"

A ray of fire ignited, and a scream was faintly audible. The fire illuminates the surroundings. Where is there any dog, there is only a vigorous man sitting there, holding a handful of mutton skewers in one hand, eating his mouth full Oily, of course, this is not the point. The point is that the thing wearing mutton skewers turned out to be twelve fairy swords, which are automatically roasted, sprinkled with cumin, and fed automatically when they are cooked.

"It seems that this is going to be the same tonight. I don't know which generation of disciples made the bad idea. It is sad, shocking, and unforgettable to think that I was going through the robbery and Mahayana, and fell into such a small city to watch the night. Ah! I don’t know how to be talented!!!"