I am the successor of one of the Seven Sovereigns of Suzaku, and I am honored as Young Master by countless people.
I have a perfect family, a strong father and a gentle mother.
I am very happy.
In the second dream.
I am the son of an ordinary doctor in a small village.
The village is peaceful and peaceful, and the villagers help each other. Even though I often have conflicts with my father, other people in the village take good care of me.
I could go to Brother Lin's house to help him handle some prey, go to Uncle Wang's house to watch him silently sharpen his knife, or go to the center of the village and listen to Brother Luo playing cheerful tunes while pretending to be blind.
Although I yearned for life outside the village and the stories of heroes in novels, everything in the village made me reluctant to leave directly.
The most I can do is go to the cottage next door to have some fun.
I am not worried about my own danger at all. In fact, I know very well that whether it is Brother Lin, Uncle Wang, or Blind Man Luo who often cheats me of my pocket money, they are all legendary masters.
I have seen them practicing together, which makes me feel even more unwilling.
Because the children in the village, especially the little one who used to play with my little bird, all worked hard with the help of the adults in the village, but I didn’t have a martial arts guide.
This is one of the reasons why my father and I continue to have conflicts.
I tried practicing on my own, and also took some poisons and medicinal materials from my own pharmacy to do research, but the progress was very slow.
The most I can do is bully the minions in the surrounding cottages, and with my ability, becoming a squad leader is the limit.
I admit that I long for a freer and more colorful life in the outside world, but every time I mention it to my father, he will scold me with a serious face. All I can do is quietly sneak to the cottage and experience the unique world of the cottage.
charm.
Unfortunately, any copycat I joined would be eradicated for inexplicable reasons within a month at most. Fortunately, as a place of chaos, the total number of copycats in Xuanyang Territory was enough for me to survive from the age of ten to seventy.
This kind of life is still happy to me.
In the third dream.
I am one of the members of the Wangyou Ghost City, and the backers behind me are all very strong men. Although my strength is average, I still have an extraordinary status in the Ghost City.
During this period I met some immortal people.
They are weird and interesting.
I like chatting with them because some of the things they say accidentally can suddenly make me understand problems that I couldn't figure out in the past.
I also sincerely hope that the ghost market will become stronger and stronger.
The best, the best, is that I can prove to everyone that my special status in the ghost market is due to my own efforts and contributions, not relying on the so-called patronage relationship, but using my own personal power.
This time, I also saw the real world.
Although there are many dark places in intrigues and intrigues, there is also the freedom and colorfulness that I yearn for.
I am very satisfied with this kind of life, and I am extremely convinced that this is the happiness I hope for.
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My name is Zhang Ergou.
My consciousness keeps wandering in these three happy dreams.
I don't want to wake up.
Even though I already know that this is a dream, I am inexplicably afraid of reality, especially now that I am trapped in a beautiful dream. On the one hand, I feel infinite spiritual satisfaction, and on the other hand, I can clearly detect the real pain.
This pain comes from two parts.
Part of it is my body. My sleeping body is like being roasted in a dry land. The close sun is mercilessly burning my whole body with its strong light, from the skin to the tendons, from the tendons to the bones, from the bones.
to the flowing blood.
Including every drop of blood is illuminated by the ubiquitous light.
But even though the pain was so severe, I still didn't want to wake up.
Because I know that after I wake up, I will face another kind of pain hidden in the deepest part of my heart.
I don't know why the pain comes, but when I have a sense of curiosity, cracks will appear in the beautiful dreams I am traveling in, just like a mirror that is about to break, completely shattering my happiness.
I'm afraid.
Afraid to face reality.
And during this time, I heard many voices, and they wanted to wake me up.
I resisted.
But those three dreams became more and more unreal.
until——
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My name is Zhang Ergou.
I am Zhang Ergou in the first dream.
I rejoice in the warm relationship with my father and mother, and I am even more proud to be called young master with my head bowed by countless adults who seem to be great.
I live in a magnificent palace.
Eat delicious food every day and have many interesting toys.
Even if I play pretending games with a group of little puddings, I will definitely be the most amazing one.
I have a family that loves me the most, elders who dote on me the most, and a group of younger brothers and sisters who worship me as the boss. Nothing in the world seems to bother me.
But this dream is about to be shattered.
There were more and more cracks in front of me. I thought this dream would be completely ruined, but what I saw was a group of robbers who broke into my dream!
They killed and robbed wantonly.
The miserable sounds and wails turned into despairing joy and sorrow, echoing in my ears.
I saw my friends die at the hands of robbers, I saw my mother being stabbed by a robber while trying to save me, and I even saw those monsters laughing and burning down the palace where I lived.
Everything is ruined.
When I was fleeing into the distance under the protection of my father, I looked back and saw a face. It was not ugly, it could even be said to be handsome. He was staring at me, and his cold eyes seemed to seep out.
Countless malicious hands tried to capture me into the sea of fire.
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My name is Zhang Ergou.
I am Zhang Ergou in the second dream.
Today is the nineteenth time that the cottage I stayed in was inexplicably wiped out.
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In fact, I have a little secret in my heart. I have always known that my father secretly followed me, and it was he who destroyed the cottage, and it was he who secretly helped me when I was in danger.
I know it all.
But I still ran away from home willfully for the twentieth time.
Because only in this way can my father's eyes stay on me more, instead of looking at my mother's portrait every day and showing the kind of expression that makes me feel worried.
I didn't understand what that expression meant at first, but after joining each village and noticing the slaves who had all their property robbed, including their wives and daughters killed, they would also show an almost similar expression.
What is missing is probably despair, the difference lies in the numbness that has been baptized by time, and the similarity is the desire to die deep in the eyes.
die.
What a terrible word, it touched my heart inexplicably.
I don't want to face this word. I just hope that there will be more cottages in Xuanyang Domain, which will not only satisfy my yearning for the outside world, but also prevent my father from being idle and staring at the portraits.
As long as I continue to live my current life, I will be satisfied.
It's just that the dream is about to be broken.
More and more cracks appeared in the air, and there was a crisp sound. The scene in front of me did not change at all, but I knew that everything had changed.
The next moment, the tide of beasts coming from all directions blocked my twentieth journey away from home.
An endless stream of ferocious beasts launched a surprise attack on the village.
I tried to use the poison technique that I was not proficient in to block it, but even those little tricks couldn't penetrate the tough skin of the beast.
I can't do anything.
I could only watch all this blankly until my father came to the rescue.
He carried me on his back and fought his way through the herd. The difference from the last dream was that this time only my father and son were left.
I also saw the face hidden among the beasts again.
Those cold eyes stared at me.
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My name is Zhang Ergou.
I am Zhang Ergou in the third dream.
I know the dream here is about to be shattered.
I am even more aware that everything in front of me will be destroyed. Even though the ghost market is extremely powerful, the voice coming from the bottom of my heart is constantly knocking on my nerves.
"No matter what you did, you couldn't stop it from happening."
Looking at the group of immortal people still laughing and joking with me around me, I felt that I needed to do something.
I told them my worries and told them that the ghost market was about to face a disaster, but I got some perfunctory answers.
I have tried to report it to the senior management of the ghost market, and even directly risked my own life to ensure the authenticity of what I said.
But no one believed me.
I found my father.
I want to persuade him to leave together, although I know that he may be like everyone else, but he just thinks that I am too delusional. After all, the ghost market where I am is extremely powerful. Ten years have passed since the time of operation in the dream, and the ghost market has become the entire world.
The sole ruler of the world.
No enemy would dare to provoke the ghost market, and it is even less likely that anyone could threaten the ghost market.
And the moment I saw my father, I couldn't say a word.
Because my father's body was covered with ominous cracks.
At this moment, I finally understood what this dream shattered, or the real fear deep in my heart was finally coming in this dream.
"Leave." My father took the initiative and said.
"Leave? I want you to come with me!"
The father smiled and did not answer.
"Please, come with me!" The great fear that emerged in my heart swallowed up my reason. Even if I knew it was a dream, I didn't want...I didn't want to wake up like this.
"I'm sorry," my father said suddenly.
I tightened my grip on his sleeves and looked at the increasingly dense cracks on his body, my eyes a little dazed.
I don't understand why he said that.
"The artificial destiny body plan is because I was too wishful thinking and never considered your thoughts." My father touched my head and said seriously, "You are just Zhang Ergou, but you are not Zhang Wuji. I wholeheartedly want to make you become
Stronger, thereby ignoring whether this forcibly arranged life is what you want.
Don’t mention the name Zhang Wuji again in the future, you are just Zhang Ergou and you will always be Zhang Ergou.”
I looked at my father blankly.
Watching the cracks on the other person's body become clearer and clearer, watching the bright light that is about to burst out of the cracks, watching this dream being destroyed with the disappearance of his father's figure.
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When all three dreams disappeared, Zhang Ergou found himself in a place of chaos. The pain from the outside world made him feel more deeply, but the pain in his heart overwhelmed it all.
He was always awake.
I just don't want to face it.
But now...
"Is he really my father..." Zhang Ergou rubbed a ring that appeared on his finger.
"A ray of thought that I intercepted before." The voice came from the ring.
It's Du Lao.
It was Qin Fan who took the initiative to play the role of his grandfather in the plan of arranging the destiny body. After a script, the grandfather turned into a spiritual body. As Qin Fan became stronger and stronger, this
The group's spiritual body can be condensed into the incarnation of ideas.
He couldn't resist Murong Fu who was in Dharma state, but he was able to take advantage of Zhang Guyen's poisonous explosion to intercept a strand of his thoughts and put them in this ring for cultivation.
Qin Fan originally tried to use the Nirvana Golden Flame to resurrect him, but he still couldn't fully revive him with only a ray of thought. Therefore, after communicating with him, Zhang Guyen thought it was necessary to have a few words with Zhang Ergou.
This thought could only support him to this step.
"What he wanted to convey has been conveyed. You can continue to build a beautiful dream and fall into it. No one forces you to face reality. The reason why this dream is broken is because your consciousness is resisting."
"Why should I resist all this that I desire?"
Zhang Ergou asked in a low voice.
Qin Fan sighed and replied.
"Probably, you still have some unfinished business."
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My name is Zhang Wuji.
Wuji without any scruples.
I do have one important thing that I haven't finished yet.
And now it's time to end it all.
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Inside the Underworld Buddha City.
Looking at Zhang Wuji standing in mid-air, Murong Fu immediately activated all his skills and once again used his best move. He saw jet-black rules flowing around him, and sword auras burst out together!
In the next moment, thousands of sword energy formed into a ferocious tyrannosaurus, attacking with great force!
Zhang Wuji looked expressionless as the evil dragon condensed with sword intent engulfed him. He silently raised his right palm, and the boundless light burned out with a captivating golden-red flame. After being extremely compressed, it converged into a giant spiritual force.
bomb!
Nine Suns Big Thunderbolt!
After he waved it casually, the evil dragon was instantly destroyed!
At the same time, golden-red light emerged from all directions and enveloped Murong Fu's lower body. After Zhang Wuji snapped his fingers, the holy flames burst out and began to burn his body, causing Murong Fu to howl miserably.
It hurts! It hurts so much!
Another extreme pain for a man. Compared to the last time when Fang Yunhua cut off three of his limbs, this kind of holy inflammation invaded his cortex and destroyed every cell!
He could clearly feel that his body was being burned into dregs bit by bit.
Even if he activated the Yi Jin Jing with all his strength, the newly emerged black Buddha power was completely suppressed by the increasingly dazzling light all around!
Murong Fu looked at Zhang Wuji with anger and fear. In addition to feeling the extreme burning pain in his lower body, he could no longer move. The only way he could grasp the chance of survival at this moment was to secretly pinch his sword finger and take advantage of the opponent's relaxation to strike in time.
Launch a raid!
However, the next second, Zhang Wuji fired two hot sword energy, aiming directly at Murong Fu's arms!
The rapidly spreading golden-red holy flames had covered his entire body, leaving only the face that appeared in his dreams many times, roaring and screaming in frustration!