Moge frowned, put on his coat and looked at his only daughter: "There seems to be a problem underground."

"My feeling is right."

Seeing his father's serious look, Mo Ye's face became panicked.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the underground today."

"Yes, father."

…

At the bronze altar hundreds of meters underground, Qin Feng touched his chin and revealed a mysterious smile.

I always feel like there's something wrong with this thing.

The bronze altar kept flashing with light, the frequency getting faster and faster, as if the wild beast inside was urging itself.

"I changed my mind."

"I don't want to let you out."

Qin Feng reached out and knocked hard on the altar in front of him, his voice was extremely calm.

The light from the altar became more and more intense, as if I wanted to curse someone, but my mouth was blocked by tape.

Seeing this, Qin Feng silently communicated with Gu Long: "Senior Gu Long, can you tell what this is?"

"Um."

"My true body has traveled across the continent for hundreds of years and has seen a lot, even though I am only one-tenth of the split soul..."

"Tell the important point."

"oh."

Gu Long's voice was a little hesitant, and he said with some surprise for a moment: "This seems to be an eighth-level spirit formation that is composed of countless low-level formations."

"After all, people in the Western Continent like to study formations and other things."

“Exceptionally fancy.”

"My body is not interested in this. He is interested in the blonde girl here."

Listening to Gu Long's reliable voice in his head, Qin Feng couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

My father-in-law is quite elegant.

I know how good blond girls are.

On the side, Amakusa Xuanyu silently looked at the shimmering bronze altar in front of him, and a look of surprise appeared in Gubo's calm, crimson eyes.

Don't know why.

I actually have an urge to cut down the altar with my sword, and this urge is getting stronger and stronger.

My brain is going to be broken.

As if he noticed something unusual about Amakusa Xuanyu, Qin Feng silently handed him a glass of iced sour plum soup.

He took it and quickly sipped the iced sour plum soup.

The temptation in my mind disappeared, it was refreshing and cool, and I felt extremely comfortable.

Turning his head and looking at Qin Feng, Amakusa Xuanyu fell into deep thought. After drinking this, he seemed much smarter?

Bang bang bang…

A low knocking sound sounded.

The light on the altar became brighter and brighter, and soon a drop of golden liquid seeped out from it.

It's like opening the valve of a faucet with no water supply and barely squeezing out a drop.

Qin Feng, who was silently paying attention to all this, stepped forward and filled up the golden liquid to look at it.

The liquid is very strange and has a faint fragrance. Just smelling it makes all the cells in your body seem to be active.

The light on the altar gradually gathered into a line of small words: "Let me out, and I will give you three drops of essence blood that can improve your physical condition and enhance your realm."

"Thank you for your gift."

Putting away the drop of golden essence blood, Qin Feng curled up the corner of his mouth and turned around to signal the stunned Amakusa Xuanyu to leave.

"Come back quickly!!!"

"Let me out!!"

A clear roar came from the altar.

"Let you come out and occupy my body?"

"nightmare?"

Qin Feng stopped, frowned, and turned to look at the strange bronze altar behind him.

The low growl stopped shouting like a duck whose throat was strangled.

"How do you know I'm a nightmare?"

The crisp voice gradually disappeared, replaced by a thick male voice, and the voice was full of disbelief.

"I wasn't sure before, but I'm sure now."

"You're deceiving me!"

"Aren't you deceiving me too? In the dream, you told me that it was some kind of pure nine-tailed spirit fox that came out to repay a favor."

"Damn it, aren't you kidding me too?"

The look of disgust on Qin Feng's face almost solidified, as if he was meeting in private with someone online.

Beautiful body and soft lolita sound.

As a result, when we met, he turned out to be a foot-picking man, and he also wanted his body.

Nightmare, a parasitic ghost-type wild beast, whose initial bloodline is unknown. No one knows how this bloodthirsty and terrifying existence was born.

It is good at creating various dreams to erode the souls of various creatures, thereby occupying the body and achieving perfect fusion.

A high-level nightmare can corrode tens of thousands of lives in a single thought, annihilating them, nourishing themselves with their souls, and becoming their empty shells and bodies.

The desolate beast manual given by eunuch Wang once recorded the deeds of this ancient desolate beast massacring a city.

Unexpectedly, I actually let myself guess it. After all, the only ones that can invade and edit dreams are those wild beasts.

After regional investigation, nightmare is the most likely possibility.

I couldn't help but yawned, feeling sleepy, my eyelids were trembling, and a sense of crisis suddenly emerged in my mind.

Blinking his eyes, the scene in front of him disappeared, replaced by the bedroom on the second floor of the restaurant.

He pinched his body subconsciously, it hurt, and Qin Feng couldn't help but frown.

Have you been pulled into a dream by a nightmare? It seems to be somewhat real, and you can actually touch it.

Click!

Close the door and open it slowly.

Countless Jiangs with bare white feet and little tiger teeth slowly walked in.

Qin Feng's face turned pale, and he subconsciously squeezed the wooden couch tightly.

Ten rivers!

"Qin Feng! It's time to sleep..."

"Take off your clothes yourself."

"I'll be gentler."

“…”

Looking at a group of Jiang Liu who were undressing and undressing, Qin Feng did not hesitate, stretched out his hand and squeezed his neck hard.

This dream can touch the body! Only high-level parasitic ghost-type wild beast nightmares can create such a real dream!

His vision dimmed and brightened, and when he saw the surrounding scene, Qin Feng subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Nima.

It's so terrifying, ten Jiangliu masters! They are indeed good at weaving dreams and making people fall into nightmares.

"Impossible! Impossible! Impossible!!!"

"You pervert!"

"I weaved a special dream of beauty and weakness for you, how could you break away so quickly?" The nightmare's disbelieving intermittent voice came from the bronze altar.

"Who told you that I, Qin, am a pervert?" Qin Feng sneered.

Qin Feng is a man with an iron will.

Beauty cannot dazzle me, and the appearance of being seductive is just a pretense.
To be continued...