Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 130

Liang De didn't care whether Oldman woke up or not, the martial arts master left the body of the brown-haired youth, and instantly merged with the main body released from Haina's illusion.

With his left hand, Liang De tightly held Oldman's spirit body that had been kneaded into the size of a curry fish ball. Dozens of gray-black primordial tentacles stretched out from his palm and tightly wrapped around the dark yellow spirit body fish ball. , making it impossible to escape.

With his other hand, he used his natural divine power, and the inner energy fully infused with authenticity showed a blackcurrant amber-like luster on the palm.

The natural power of black currant amber vibrates at a high speed at the frequency of the golden snake's rigidity and softness, manipulating the air to lock the body of the brown-haired young man on the ground and lift him up.

"Oldman pill, a single-ball spirit body, possessed and fit together!"

While roaring, Liang De roughly pressed the fish ball spirit body and the brown-haired youth's body together, making their body and spirit become one.

Oldman woke up soon after his soul returned to his body. The blue eyes of this brown-haired young man were full of panic, and he didn't know what to say to the visitor from another world in front of him.

Liang De didn't bother to explain too much, he pressed Oldman's head and gave him a pair of demonized eagle eyes, then took out a pair of mechanical bat wings from Heiner's phantom, picked up Oldman who was screaming with pain in his eyes Man flew up to a thousand-meter altitude.

"Open your eyes and look around!"

Liang De used the golden snake to control Oldman's bones and muscles, causing him to open his demonic eagle eyes and twist his neck to see the surrounding scene through the telescope in Liang De's hand.

Gobi, Gobi, Gobi.

In all directions is the desolate Gobi Desert.

Thousands of kilometers away, the end of the Gobi is neither an oasis nor a town, but a dream barrier of illusion and blur.

There is no trace of the frontier scene of the empire in Oldman's memory.

Where is my empire?

What about an empire as big as mine?

Liang De flapped his mechanical bat wings to hover in the air, and when Oldman recovered from the shock, he led him back to the ground.

He made two sofas and a square table with the mysterious energy of the sea of ​​fantasy, sat on each side with Oldman, and picked up the small blue camera hanging around his neck to take a few headshots of Oldman with rubbish composition.

"Brother, you saw it in the sky just now.

This is a dream world, nothing but the Gobi Desert.

You are a character in a dream.

Your empire is fake, the earldom is fake, and the whole family and enemies who were wiped out are also fake, never existed.

There is no blood feud, no desperate journey, these things you remember are completely fake, they are false memories filled in by the dream world when creating souls.

Your body is directly constructed from the earth, water, wind and fire in the dream world. You are born and raised. You are an orphan without a mother, but it’s not the mother you remember. You didn’t have a mother in the first place, do you understand what I mean? "

Liang De consciously sent a message and explained the current situation to Oldman in a very friendly manner.

"Am I a figure in a dream?"

Oldman scratched the arm of the sofa unconsciously, his voice dry.

"Not only you, but they too."

Liang De dragged a "soul from another world" down from the sky, rubbed an ordinary human body and stuffed him into it.

I saw that the "soul from another world" was dazed for a while after getting the body, and then reached out to hold the non-existing copper bottle on his chest, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he shouted in standard Handan dialect: "System! "

Liang De pulled out the "Soul of the Other World" and stuffed it in again. After a few seconds, the "Soul of the Other World" with a Handan accent repeated the previous action.

"See, it's fake. The repeater is not a complete soul. It has no self-awareness. It's just a simple tool soul put together."

Liang De broke apart the "Souls from Other Worlds" in front of Oldman and crushed the display parts, so that he could see what these "Souls from Other Worlds" were.

"What about me? Am I also a tool soul?"

At this time, Oldman's face had no trace of blood, and his voice was low.

"You are not the same as them. You are a complete soul, but filled with many false memories."

"Why, why did our creators do this?"

There was a gleam in Oldman's eyes, and he asked with trembling lips.

"Why? There's no reason for dreaming, it's just a dream.

You probably have false memories of dreaming too.

Brother, there is no big conspiracy. It is just that there is a powerful existence named "Spasm Pain" whose dream was reflected by Kukai, and such a dream world was created on the other side. Objectively speaking, this is a natural phenomenon. Not to the dreamer.

As for why Mr. "Spasm and Severe Pain" dreamed of such a plot, it may be that he has had some views on system stream works for a long time, and he thinks about it day by day and dreams about it at night. "

Liang De crossed his legs, put his notebook on his lap, placed a recording pen on the table, and set up a fixed video camera with a tripod beside the table, looking like a professional reporter.

"Brother, the current situation has been explained to you, can you talk about your current feelings in depth."

"My feeling... who are you?"

"Me? I'm just a Jieyuan walker who passed by, and I came here specially to pick up the wind."

Seeing that Oldman didn't understand, Liang De slapped the brown-haired young man's forehead with Mr. Liang's essence language package, and also included some basic common sense of the essence of the dream world.

After Oldman digested the knowledge transmitted by Liang De through the two-phase communication method, he slumped on the sofa like a crumpled plastic bag.

what's the situation?

I just passed on the language pack, and it didn't include my personal philosophy of life!

Liang De quickly shook Oldman who had turned into a salted fish, and said with concern while shaking:

"Brother, what's the matter with you?"

"This world will be destroyed in at most 20 days, and I will be destroyed together with this world..."

Oldman muttered to himself in Chinese, unconsciously carrying the feeling of an aria outside the customs.

"God, what is the meaning of my false and short life?"

Liang De was overjoyed, yes, that's it, what he wants is the feeling that King Wen is restrained and plays Zhou Yi, and Zhong Ni'e plays Spring and Autumn.

As the saying goes, the article hates life, brother Oldman, you have experienced ups and downs in life, and on an ordinary day you found that everything in the past was just a lie, and this false world is about to be destroyed, leaving no time for you Find meaning in life.

In the face of such enormous impermanence, your literary and artistic soul should burn blazingly, burst out the strongest voice that hits the soul directly, and leave an immortal chapter on the other side of the empty sea.

I, Liang De, are so fortunate to be able to witness the birth of a masterpiece in the Real Essence Dream World, and this trip is really worthwhile.

Liang De picked up the pen and paper, and stared intently at Oldman who had entered a state of deep thought.

This is the tranquility before the storm, once he turns the emotions and thoughts in his heart into words as sharp as a sword and spews out, that is when serious literary masterpieces are born!

Liang De watched Oldman staggeringly stand up from the sofa, only to see the white-skinned, blue-eyed, brown-haired young man with grief and indignation on his face, roaring to the sky:

"It's from your second uncle! What will happen if you explain it!"

Your second uncle!What about serious literature!

(End of this chapter)