The rupture of love! The destruction of family ties! The betrayal of friendship! The weight of kindness!
Deductions one after another, true and false, false and true.
Dreams and illusions! Horrible dreams, cruel illusions!
These were a pair of evil hands that truly searched for the most cherished and vulnerable parts of Tang Yan, tore them out in a cruel way, and ravaged them mercilessly.
Every performance made Tang Yan completely depressed and miserable; every change was sudden and swift, catching him off guard and hitting his heart.
This is an extremely cruel and devastating torture.
Love! Family! Friendship! Kindness!
The most cherished thing in Tang Yan's heart was emotion. He was trying hard to cover up certain weaknesses by laughing and scolding, but at this moment... he was ruthlessly exposed and completely exploded...
Every time I am lost, every time it is so real.
Tang Yan stared blankly at the ice butterflies blooming in the sky. The gorgeous blue color and broken body reminded him of the biggest debt in his life.
Is this a dream?
This is a dream!
But it is a fact! It really happened! Fifteen years later, experiencing it again immersively, the pain, guilt, self-blame, and longing became even more intense, almost making Tang Yan collapse.
"...I'm sorry..." Tang Yan stood in the ruins of the Giant Elephant City, where thousands of people were watching, staring blankly at the sky, kneeling on the ground tremblingly, tears bursting from his eyes, and slowly lowered his head under a slight murmur,
Knocking deeply on the cold ground: "Sister... I'm sorry... ten years... I'm sorry... I promised ten years... but I wasted fifteen years... I'm sorry... sister... I'm sorry..."
Heartbreaking pain, suffocating guilt.
Saying sorry again and again, what a feeling of guilt and longing.
Familiar faces, familiar scenes, familiar gorgeous ice butterflies... This is a dream, yes, it is a dream! But they really evoked the pain that Tang Yan did not dare to face, and buried many of the pain that Tang Yan did not dare to face.
Weaknesses, fears that I never cared about, and even the things that I was most afraid of happening, were infinitely magnified from small corners to the front of me.
This feeling... is more cruel than any bloody battle.
In front of it, in this dream, Tang Yan was completely defeated, completely defeated!
Is love her betrayal? Or is it my own betrayal?
Family affection, are they too weak? Or do you not care about it?
Is friendship his reality? Or is it his natural innocence?
Favor? The promised ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. The dust-covered picture clearly shows, and through personal experience, Alinda’s sad curse is still so unforgettable. Is it because I have shouldered too much, endured too much, or has been deliberately avoiding it?
?
At this moment, in the boiling giant elephant city, various cruel scenes are still unfolding along the original trajectory, exactly the same as before.
Tang Yan felt in a trance that this was a dream... He no longer paid attention to his surroundings, but he was immersed in the painful water and cried bitterly, unable to extricate himself. This was a dream, but the sadness it brought was real and deeply painful.
It hurts the fragile parts of my heart.
Tang Yan was like a child, bang, bang, bang, his head hitting the ground again and again, tears falling on the dust, and his body curled up helplessly.
He wanted to use physical pain to offset the pain in his heart, but... it had no effect at all...
Cold! Pain! Bitter! Panic!
Suddenly...everything around...became quiet...
This is a snow-white world with no sound, no temperature, and no scenery. It is so empty that it is terrifying. Only Tang Yan is curled up on the ground, immersed in pain and sorrow. Instead of relaxing, it becomes more and more intense. Scene after scene
The sight truly devastates consciousness.
At the end of the snow-white world, a cold figure appeared, it was Niya.
She walked into Tang Yan and looked at him coldly, her face expressionless, a kind of indifference, a kind of calmness that didn't care.
The scene in front changed, and the vision was fixed on a cruel scene. It was the moment when Tang Ying and others died. The various expressions stung their hearts.
Du Yang and Alinda stood behind Tang Yan. One was cold and the other was disappointed. They shook their heads slowly and left one after another.
Tang Yan did not dare to raise his head, but their eyes and attitudes seemed to be a cruel trial, slashing at him one by one, cutting into his flesh and bones.
This is the abyss of a dream. If you cannot escape, you will only sink deeper and deeper until you collapse and die, in the most painful and tragic way.
"Who are you??!! What do you want to do??"
Tang Yan raised his head tremblingly, pointing straight up into the sky. His face was pale and frightened, and his face was covered with tears.
"That's enough!! Let me go!! What do you want?"
"I give it!! I give it to you!!"
He was shouting, he was weeping, and he was praying.
"If you want to escape the misery of the dream, you have to give everything." A silent voice appeared from the sky, it was a giant snow-white face.
This face is very strange, with a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling. If you look at it for a while, it turns out to be Tang Yan, Niya, Du Yang, Tang Ying, Alinda and so on, all the people in the dream together!
Looking at this face, it's strange and strange, but it's like seeing everything. Everyone's eyes are different, and it also reawakens painful memories.
Creepy.
"I give." Tang Yan's consciousness was torn apart by endless pain. Fatigue, weakness, and despair were the only three types of feelings he had left. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
"As you wish!" The face in the sky responded indifferently, and the surrounding white scene instantly shattered, scattering like glass shards.
The surrounding scenery changed like crazy, and finally returned to the original mountain forest. All dreams disappeared, and Tang Yan fell limply. He disappeared? Came back? But the pain they caused continued to torture him like maggots attached to his bones.
Aelinda's curse, Du Yang's betrayal, and the deaths of relatives all seemed like real occurrences and real experiences, almost subverting the understanding of the current trajectory of life.
I know clearly that those are all dreams, but the emotions they bring are real!
but……
Is what happened in Niya true? Where exactly is this place?
It was difficult for Tang Yan to distinguish between true and false, and the feeling of panic became stronger and stronger as he thought about it, eating away at his nerves and reason, torturing him mercilessly.
The surroundings were still strangely quiet.
Tang Yan was lying on the ground, sometimes in a trance, sometimes in tears, sometimes mumbling to himself, sometimes curled up with regret. After a long time, Xu Jiu still could not recover from the devastation caused by the illusion.
Scenes of scenes continued to flash through my mind. Although it was no longer as immersive and real as before, it still brought such a strong impact that I couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality.
Love, family, friendship, kindness, the four types of emotions, each impact is like tearing Tang Yan's hidden scars, dripping with blood.
but……
After lying down for a long time, Tang Yan suddenly woke up and sat upright on the spot. His eyes were straightened at first, and then began to shake, as if something particularly terrifying had happened, so that he felt a chill all over his body and could not control himself!
Where is the ghost green fire?!
Where is the demon spirit bloodline?!
Where is the Buddha’s heart?!
Where is the ancient war knife?!
Tang Yan stretched out his hands tremblingly, feeling the condition of his body unbelievably. What happened? Surprisingly... nothing was gone... Everything, everything... Even the level of a martial artist seemed to have dropped to the most basic level.
realm!
Ha?! Tang Yan twitched the corners of his mouth and felt it over and over again, but the more he repeated it, the more frightened he became. How could it be possible?
Is this an illusion? Or are you immersed in an illusion?
"If you want to escape from the misery of dreams, you should give everything you have."
"I give!"
At this moment, when I recalled the sounds I heard when I was in a trance and my response, a sense of horror rushed directly to my forehead.
Giving to the left and right? Having nothing?
No, no, no, no! Tang Yan suddenly roared like a wild beast, surging spiritual power crazily, reaching out to summon the ancient sword, and also igniting the ghost green fire, trying to break this illusion in the most brutal way.
but……
Quiet! The whole world is very quiet! I didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, and there was no response from the ancient sword. As for the green fire and so on, it was as if they never existed at all. Even the golden lock was disconnected or simply disappeared.
"No!!" Tang Yan went crazy and hit the mountain in front crazily.
Bang! The body shook violently, and the powerful shock wave knocked him down in a panic. His head, shoulder blades, sternum, and large fractures were broken. The muscles collapsed and blood oozed. The mountain was safe and sound, with only fluffy dust flying.
Once he could collapse mountains with his anger, once he could break rivers with one punch, he once stood proudly in the sky, overlooking the heroes, once... once...
But at this moment, Tang Yan was completely an ordinary person. This collision left large parts of his body broken and his flesh and blood dislocated.
"No, no, no, it's impossible! This is an illusion!" Tang Yan struggled to get up, his face turned pale from the severe pain, and he rushed towards the mountain again, pounding it with his fists.
But... all he felt was pain and a deep sense of powerlessness!
Every punch was brutal, but apart from the crackling of finger bones and the dripping of blood, the mountain remained motionless without any change.
It's like a beggar who worked hard and paid too much, and finally became a rich man step by step, but lost everything overnight. It's like a dream, so cruel!
"Who are you? Who are you? How could you take what belongs to me! Give it back to me! Give it back to me!! Ah!!" Tang Yan was covered in blood, his fists were bloody, and he roared hoarsely,
This is a kind of anger that reaches the extreme level of fear, a kind of hysteria under tragedy.