Su Xiaoyu's pupils were tightening, and her and her grandfather's hands were holding the pen.

And while the pen moved, it finally stopped in front of her.

This made Su Xiaoyu feel chill all over her body, and she felt that death would lock her in the next second.

As a dream maker, Su Xiaoyu knew very well that dying in a dream disaster would be the real death.

She has no chance to come back.

Mr. Su, opposite Su Xiaoyu, had his eyes tightened.

He looked at the white candle in front of Su Xiaoyu and extinguished with a puff.

Su Xiaoyu's face seemed to be swallowed by darkness and gradually disappeared in front of his eyes.

Mr. Su's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Xiaoyu!"

"Let go of my granddaughter, come to me, the old man if you have anything to do!"

Mr. Su seemed to have his potential released at this moment.

It's like a mother who can burst out with amazing potential when her child is crushed under the car and lifts up the heavy car.

Mr. Su also burst out with such potential at this moment.

He saw Su Xiaoyu shrouded in darkness, and there seemed to be a pair of pale hands behind him, slowly stretching out, covering Su Xiaoyu's cheeks. Ten fingers seemed to be sharp blades, which were about to pierce Su Xiaoyu's skin.

Mr. Su roared angrily, his whole body was covered in blood, and he lifted the chair and knocked the table away.

He actually withstood the extremely terrifying pressure and rushed up.

He rushed towards Su Xiaoyu,

All the darkness fades away,

Mr. Su used his hunched body to protect Su Xiaoyu, who was frightened and trembling. His eyes were full of fierceness, like an angry hen, protecting his chicken.

This may be the power of family affection.

Mr. Su's behavior stunned the existence in the dark for a moment, and then, as if he was annoyed.

With a puff.

The candles on Mr. Su's position were also extinguished.

Darkness comes again.

However, the darkness had not yet completely enveloped the grandfather and grandson.

Suddenly stagnated.

This murderous darkness slowly faded away.

...

...

Blood flowed all over the ground.

Her fair barefoot stepped on the blood and followed the ground, and made scarlet footprints one after another.

"Lalalala~"

"Brother-in-law won't die~"

My sister-in-law smiled wildly, holding the pen tip and slid her blood on her face, a chilling smile on her face.

Her body shaking, as if she was dancing, and the white dress was stained with blood.

It looks a bit pitiful.

Du Fang watched his sister-in-law walk back step by step, and something faintly flashed in his eyes.

In that picture, among the endless corpses, a weak girl,

Dragging the scarred body,

Step by step out of it.

Du Fang came to his senses and his sister-in-law had already walked to him.

The face under the black hair was a little smile and a little dependence.

Her black hair was tied up, and the pencil was tied into her hair as a hairpin.

Then, he raised his pretty face and stared at Du Fang.

Du Fang was very uncomfortable when he stared at that look.

On the other side, Su Jiuming felt the yin evil power behind him fading away, and endless soreness surged all over his body.

It was really not a good feeling to walk in front of the gates of hell.

Sister-in-law...Du Fang's sister-in-law?

What the hell is this!

Su Jiuming had a little fear on his face, watching the girl who gradually disappeared and became unable to see clearly in reality...

However, the bodies left all over the ground were real.

Su Jiuming can be sure that the girl just now... was real!

Su Jiuming looked at Du Fang, but found that Du Fang looked around him helplessly, as if he was talking to someone.

Is this Du Fang’s secret?

Su Jiuming raised a smile on his lips. Sure enough, his feelings were correct.

Before, he thought Du Fang was the same person as him.

Now it seems that this is true.

Everyone is a person who hides big secrets.

"Brother Su, this is my family, you don't have to be afraid."

Du Fang looked at Su Jiuming, who seemed to be frightened, and comforted him with a smile.

Su Jiuming got up, smoothed the wrinkles on the sweet green suit, and smiled back.

"Don't worry, I won't be afraid. Your feelings...I understand."

Su Jiuming's eyes were very deep.

"You are the same person as me."

Su Jiu’s life path.

Du Fang was stunned for a moment.

However, soon, a wailing sounded on the ground, and Zhang Changlin's wailing sounded... interrupting the silence between the two.

Zhang Changlin was beaten and thorned in the middle of a dream disaster.

This made Zhang Changlin cry.

Fighting just by fighting...how can you attack your waist?

The head can be broken, blood can flow, and the waist cannot move!

The current tricks are really not about martial ethics!

Zhang Changlin felt that it was getting more and more difficult, so it would be fine if he kept getting beaten up, but now he even had his waist tied up.

What's even more difficult is that Zhang Changlin opened his eyes and found that his body in reality was beaten. He stood up with his waist covering his waist, blood flowing, and the dreams reflected into reality!

Zhang Changlin's black face was covered with tears.

Too bullying!

However, soon, Zhang Changlin was stunned.

Because, he saw corpses all over the ground...

The rich blood filled the air, extremely pungent.

Zhang Changlin's eyes suddenly changed. He saw these corpses wearing dreammaster's windbreaker, but they did not look like dreammasters in China.

"Exotic Dream Cruise?"

"It seems like a hired dream ferryman from the Federation?"

Zhang Changlin was knowledgeable and recognized the identities of the deceased at a glance.

He looked at the ragged Su Jiuming, and then saw Du Fang, who was still so decisive and had no blind spots and was extremely dazzling.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Changlin asked with his waist covering his waist.

Su Jiuming walked to Robin, who was wide open and full of unwillingness to die.
To be continued...