But it’s not just gold, colorful gems flow down from the golden mountain like a river.
Under the illumination of the huge pearl in the sky, the whole world shines with dazzling light.
The whole world can be summed up in just four words.
Magnificent.
"A world like this is really... desirable."
Ning Feng thinks he doesn't love money, he has no interest in money at all.
But at this moment, under the temptation of these illusory wealth, he felt that he was shaken.
Even a determined person like Ning Feng was affected by this dream.
"It really fits the dragon's dream."
A creature like a giant dragon.
It's all because of Ariana's misdirection that Ning Feng ignored the most famous feature of the dragon's bloodline.
Greedy for money.
In legends, dragons can kidnap princesses, rob kingdoms, and even rob weaker dragons.
What are they for?
Is it love?
Don't say it, there is really a part of it.
But more than anything, it's for money.
Use the princess and the kingdom in exchange for a lot of money, and get shiny treasures from other dragons' lairs.
This kind of bad character is not immune to even the dragon who prefers kindness in his alignment.
But Ning Feng actually completely ignored this point because of the misguidance of some Dan Mao.
"You actually misled me with your words? You are really guilty of a heinous crime."
Looking at his feet, Ning Feng felt the steady breathing in the shadow, and even faintly heard a chuckle.
"Oh, go to sleep, go to sleep."
The more times he walked in dreams, Ning Feng became more and more familiar with this situation and became more and more accustomed to it.
Arianna didn't need to know, he knew what to do.
He raised his hand, gently pushed on the bridge of his nose, and put on a pair of gold rimless glasses out of thin air.
Create something out of thin air.
This is the world of dreams. Logically speaking, it belongs to the owner of the dream and should not be controlled so easily by him.
But coincidentally, Ning Feng is not only half succubus, but also half the owner of this dream.
What?
You said I only have half a percent, so I can’t hold a controlling stake?
No, I refuse.
I have half, doesn’t it mean I have half the shares?
Do you call this excessive?
Sorry, we call this "aid".
"Well, that's it, put on an outfit that suits you now."
Ning Feng's current image has changed greatly from usual.
The clothes on her body were changed into a dark and gorgeous dress, and the succubus' tail slipped out from under the clothes.
He wore a tall hat to cover his horns, and held a scepter in his gloved hand.
He no longer looks like a soldier of the Watch Club, nor does he look like a sword-wielder in the trial court, but becomes like a nobleman with a rich family background.
"So, Miss Sleeping Beauty, where are you?"
After blinking, Ning Feng took out a pocket watch from his arms, holding the watch chain and hanging it gently.
The pocket watch kept shaking, and finally settled in one direction.
"Is it there?"
After choosing the direction, Ning Feng threw down his pocket watch. He was still melting into the countless treasures, walking slowly with his scepter.
The steps are gentle and not hurried.
The time in the dream world will vary depending on the depth of the dream.
The deeper you sink into the dream world, the slower the flow of time becomes.
According to Ning Feng's current physical sensation, the flow rate is almost one to ten.
Ten days in the dream world are equivalent to one day in the outside world.
Ning Feng was not in a hurry.
Walking along the straight road, a peak appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
Take another path?
No.
Ning Feng did not change his path.
Still just walking silently.
Without avoiding anything, the mountains of gold, silver and gems silently parted in front of him, making way for him.
Among the mountains made of gold and silver, he walked.
It's like walking in his kingdom.
His expression did not change, and Ning Feng seemed not to notice.
He felt somewhat familiar.
I should have walked like this at some point.
"It's this familiar feeling again..."
Savoring this feeling, Ning Feng suppressed the doubts in his heart and continued walking.
The closer he got, the calmer Ning Feng's expression became.
The dream is deepening.
He is walking.
Time passes.
Finally, he saw a different scenery among the endless wealth.
A castle.
An incredibly gorgeous castle made entirely of treasures.
Cross the stone road made of diamonds, cross the trestle made of gold, and walk through the corridors decorated with pure gems.
He crossed the hall, walked through the gorgeous meeting hall, and finally came to the throne room.
Empty.
"Not here?"
It was a bit unexpected, but Ning Feng thought for a moment and continued walking.
The scenery has changed.
The castle is the end of the treasure, and the scene changes after that.
Blood.
Bones.
It was as if the people who were supposed to live in the castle finally had a place to go.
They became the decoration here.
Ning Feng has never been to hell.
But he felt that compared with the scenes in hell, this place might be similar.
Instead of covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, he took a deep breath.
ha……
"Is this really just her dream?"
This doubt disappeared quickly after it appeared.
He didn't want to think about it anymore.
It would be too late to quit now.
He was curious, what else was at the end of the killing?
So he chose to continue walking.
His attire has not changed, he still looks like an aristocrat, but it fits the surrounding scene surprisingly well.
He walked on the river of blood, but the soles of his feet were not stained with any blood.
Pale and bloody flowers bloomed behind him, forming his footprints.
Wails and roars filled the ears, forming the echo of the cold world.
die.
All he could see was death.
The more he walked, the brighter the smile on Ning Feng's face became.
He somewhat understood.
But he is still walking.
Until the end of death.
After taking the last step, the scene in front of me changed instantly.
The dark red disappeared, and everything in front of me turned into a world filled with pink.
The air is filled with a throat-drying aroma, stimulating the deepest defenses of the soul and constantly teasing the deepest desires.
Greed for wealth will eventually lead to killing, and the end of killing is more primitive desire.
The eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses lit up, burning with scarlet blood.
The originally reserved smile on Ning Feng's face completely blossomed.
He really got it.
It's not that Margaret is resisting this dream, nor is she unwilling to wake up.
She was trapped in this dream.
"Now that you understand, there is no need to continue diluting."
The scepter in his hand was waved gently in front of him, and a deep crack appeared in front of Ning Feng's eyes.
And behind the crack, he can see the Sleeping Beauty he is looking for.
With her red hair disheveled and her limbs bound by ferocious iron chains with barbs, Margaret was fixed to the wall in a painful posture.
His hands were hung up, almost like a tortured prisoner.
Stepping into the empty secret room, Ning Feng looked around.
There was nothing on the ground except Margaret's own coagulated blood.
Although her body was wearing a revealing leather jacket that was gradually stained with blood, there were no other external injuries.
"It seems that none of those things happened."
"I can only say it's miserable, but not that miserable."
Snapped.
With a snap of her fingers, the chains that trapped her disappeared instantly.
Without the support of the chain, Margaret fell from mid-air and slowly stopped as she approached the ground.
Without reaching out to pick it up, Ning Feng stood half a meter away, looking at the Red Dragon Awakener on the ground with pity.
Unexpected disaster?
Not really. Without Ning Feng's help, she wouldn't have a chance to recover.
But with this opportunity, she also suffered such painful torture.
Trapped in a dreamland where desires are infinitely magnified, all you can do is endure.
Ning Feng thought he was unwilling to accept such torture.
"But luckily it's just a dream..."
This is a dream.
As soon as you wake up, this long experience will disappear as you wake up from the dream.
Ning Feng sighed, and Margaret's body on the ground moved.
A painful groan came from her throat, and Margaret slowly opened her eyes.
Before she could figure out the situation, she heard a gentle voice in front of her:
"Good evening, Miss Margaret."
!!!
A gentleman in a dark dress stood in front of her and spoke warmly:
"I'm here to save you... No."
Sorry, I came too late.
I am the culprit that caused all this, and I am not qualified to save you.
"I'm here to help you."
Passing the scepter to his left hand, Ning Feng took off his gloves, bent down and handed his right hand to the princess trapped in the dream.
"Leave this world with me."
Forget all this and return to the world where you belong.
However, when Margaret regained consciousness, her expression became somewhat confusing to Ning Feng.
Hesitation flashed in her eyes, and she stared at Ning Feng for a long time, and finally turned into determination.
"You showed up again..."
"What's the trick again this time?"
A hoarse voice sounded, with some sarcasm and inexplicable meaning in her voice.
"What are you going to promise again?"
Ning Feng's expression froze, and he tilted his head strangely.
What did she just say?
Looking at Ning Feng sarcastically, Margaret asked:
"A king with endless wealth? A master who controls killing? Or... huh."
"Everything is just a dream."
Realizing that something was wrong with the situation, Ning Feng opened his mouth to explain:
"Well, I'm not the hallucination you saw, I'm real..."
The explanation was interrupted by a feeble sneer, and Margaret whispered indifferently:
"Who knows? That's what everyone says anyway."
"No matter if you mean it or not, no matter what you continue to promise, but..."
The chains blocking the limbs emerged and slowly tightened.
Wow…
Amidst the sound of the iron chain rubbing against the ground, Margaret, who was slumped on the ground, pushed Ning Feng's hand away with difficulty but firmness.
she says:
"I reject."
Margaret slowly raised her head.
Sweat was pouring from his body, his body was shaking involuntarily, and his limbs were constantly being lifted up.