"Bang bang bang!"

On both sides of a luxurious round table, Ji Li caught a glimpse of an illusory shadow, sat opposite him in a strange posture, looking at himself with an seemingly non-existent look.

He hadn't opened his eyes yet, as if he had never had eyes before.

But he can still see things, and his vision is clearer than opening his eyes, as if all the traces and details in the world can be captured seamlessly.

With black lines and fantasy scenes outlined, he saw himself sitting at a round table, sitting opposite something unknown.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The uneasy sounds sound deep in the soul, sometimes far away and sometimes very close.

Ji Li saw the two hands placed on the table. The black lines quickly stacked with the movement of his eyes, allowing him to see a pair of old and dry bone palms.

They were like old tree bark, dryly attached to the slender hand bones, but they were sticky to the golden round table.

These hands are placed on the round table for many years, as if they have become branches growing on this table, but have long since died.

"Is this me..."

In his throat, which made no sound, was filled with dust deposited by years, and he saw himself like a corpse that had resurrected from his grave.

Everything has been silent in the ruthless and cruel years.

No……

Another one is still growing, which is its long, thick and dark hair.

They are the only organization that does not emit the smell of death, as if they are not one with Ji Li and have some kind of independent life.

These long hairs have been very long, and they are covered from the top of their heads and sprinkled behind them, round tables, chairs, and the soles of the feet of this "corpse".

Ji Li felt that she was dead.

He didn't dare to open his eyes, nor did he dare to look directly at the other party on the round table.

Whether it was himself or the opposite, both of them actually made him feel a sense of fear that could not be seen directly.

On this table, there are some things he shouldn't see at this moment.

They are ten black cards – from 1 to 10.

There are also seven air-dried human skulls.

But the fifth of the seven skulls had completely broken into two halves, leaving only the second one, and was looking at it tightly with the dark and mysterious skeleton...

"It's too late! Hurry..."

The uneasy voices were getting closer and closer, but they were immediately driven far away.

"You...lose..."

A sound that was about to break the scene, with a sound that made people's soul tremble, was overwhelming.

The voice is neither a man nor a woman, neither an old nor a young man, and is almost impossible to call it a human voice, but it is a word that humans can recognize, carrying the terrible power to crush everything.

The entire sky could hardly bear the three words, and the dead object of the round table was shaking, especially the ten cards on the table and the only two remaining complete skulls.

Ji Li heard it clearly. The sound from all directions was actually the Void on the opposite side!

"Ji Li! Ji Li! Ji Li!!!"

The uneasy voice was still chattering into his ears in the cracks, and everything was about to collapse at this moment, including this dead body.

But the unprecedented vibration made the body that was dead on the chair tremble. At first glance, it didn't seem to be destroyed, and it can even be interpreted as "resurrection"!

All kinds of fragments and visions came one after another in the attack of the three words.

The Yu Lao Street hanging upside down and standing upright, the strange and shining red patterns, the silent 101, the dangerous 201, the dreamlike 6002, the missing 1001 and 1002...

The disappearing big-eyed doll, the disappearing plum sound, the disappearing Tongguan, Chang Nian, Lan Yu...

Ji Li saw the past, present and future at this round table, all stacked together, as if he wanted to squeeze everything he could tell into his mind in an instant.

While... he is still awake...

Haruyama Miyasu was saying to him: "If you kill me, I won't blame you."

Mo Zai said to him: "Don't worry about me, I'll leave."

Ouyang Zai said to him: "You are the disaster star that killed everyone!"

Tong'en, Ajing said to him: "You deceived us and betrayed us, why don't you die?"

"Ji Li, are you in 6002?"

"You...lose......"

From the depths of the soul, from opposite the round table, two different beings heard completely different calls at the same time.

This nightmare finally collapsed.

The round table was shattered into pieces and rolled into the sky, ten black cards were shattered from 1 to 10, five cracked skulls and two complete skulls were all shattered...

They turned into fragments and slowly took off at an extremely slow speed, floating in front of Ji Li's eyes, slowly fading...

This dream is like a smashed egg. The egg shell has been broken, and the egg yolk and egg white inside will be destroyed.

The general trend is in short supply.

But Ji Li stood up from the chair and raised his hands, which had been dead on the table, and he just didn't move, but he was not dead.

Just when Ji Li wanted to see what he was going to do, a light suddenly appeared outside the "egg shell" cracked in the sky.

This light is hot and dazzling, and does not belong to either Ji Li or that person, but is a light that should not appear here at all.

But it still appeared at that most critical moment.

And this light illuminates the darkness...

The light was strange and warm, shining the dry Ji Li. He walked out of the light and stood in front of Ji Li, blocking the broken round table and the broken world.

He slapped seven brand new, unbreakable skulls on the round table and pulled back from the edge of hell!

It seems that he took over Ji Li over the long years and controlled this round table game!

"Gu Xingjian!"

In the 6002 bedroom, Ji Li suddenly woke up from her dream. She endured the pressure of opening her eyes, leaned on the bed in sweat, and shouted this name.

A face that suddenly appeared in his dreams of past, present, and future.

The black lines were quickly reorganized, instantly building a spatial framework and every detail, allowing him to have a supernatural vision without opening his eyes.

Pang Guijuan's head was pressing against the foot of the bed, like a head with life, looking at Ji Li with a sinister look, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Ji Li? Are you in 6002?"

Clyde's voice sounded from outside the door, this time no longer far away, and the urgent voice heralded the arrival of some major events.

A nightmare that comes from multiple forces and is integrated and refined - Ji Li, gray soul, dream ghost.

In his dream, he even saw the intervention of the ghost boy and the influence of the evil spirit...

The ghosts who had bet on him were not exposed but were deeply sensed by him.

So, he created a nightmare for him to look back at the past, look at the present, and peek into the future.

While the information explosion was happening, the intervention of Meng Gui also allowed him to obtain many traces of Yu Laojie missions that he had never known before.

Among them, the most important one...

Gu Xingjian suddenly took over as a third party in that roundtable match.

But it is definitely not just the round table, because the dream ghost also includes the Yu Laojie mission.

Ji Li grabbed Pang Guijuan's head, shook her long hair away in her ears, and went straight to Clyde outside the door, with a gloomy and excited momentum.
Chapter completed!