Alien Executioner

She realized that the woman wanted to tell her something, but she didn't know where to start, so she analyzed it without thinking. Anya felt that the most urgent thing was to find Sister Tang. Stark's Devouring Sorrow was not lost, but the big-breasted and brainless woman was.

"If you want to tell me something, just click it, Ling, you know I hate it."

"Okay, Miss, what I want to say is very simple. Those three guys are subordinates of 'that master'. Of course, they are desperate criminals. How could they be afraid of getting into trouble? The reason why they didn't kill Sister Tang was most likely because of orders."

Anya thought for a moment, "You mean that woman doesn't want Sister Tang to die, which also means that she knows Sister Tang."

"Don't you think that if we speculate on the identity of that woman, the scope of investigation will be smaller?"

"If she has gray authority, she is most likely related to the Countermeasures Bureau, and she doesn't want Sister Tang to die." Anya pondered.

She took a deep breath, and the figure appeared in her mind.

"You think it's impossible?" Ling looked at the second young lady in deep thought, and thought she was struggling.

"No, I suspected Li Fei was the biggest traitor before, because she is Gu Simiao's wife, so all of this makes sense, but she was also the executioner of the family."⑶

Anya said her speculation. In her heart, she had already included Li Fei in the list of suspects, but she just couldn't prove it.

"When my sister told me that she was the executioner of the family, I subconsciously erased this speculation."

"I'll make it clear in advance that I'm not sure, and neither are you." Ling suddenly shrugged, as if it was none of my business. "Whether Li Fei is the adult or not remains to be explored. Although the affairs of the Strategy Bureau have nothing to do with me, the truth is still quite strange. If she is, there are many doubts." Yi

"Yeah."

Anya nodded. She also noticed the suspicious point. That adult wanted to revive Deagaus, and Li Fei had no reason to do so. First of all, her daughter Gu Zhilan had always been an outsider to the incident, and secondly, she was not an alien.

However, she still had reasons to believe that the person was Li Fei. Li Fei used to be the executioner of the family and served the family. Her sister, on behalf of the family, hoped that Deagos would be revived so as to obtain the Heart of Sorrow.

It sounds like it's actually the entire An family that's going to revive Deagaus, and Li Fei is just a white glove.

Anya pursed her lips and expressed her biggest concern.

"Ling, I want to know if my sister's wish to revive Deagus is the family's intention."

Ling was stunned and sighed.

She finally got the question.

The woman's expression had already allowed Anya to guess the truth.

"You want to hear the truth?"

"I hate lies, and I hate even more the truth that makes me uncomfortable."

"The eldest lady actually has conflicts with the family, and the family does not want Shang to revive." Ling closed her eyes.

"So even if Li Fei is really that adult, it has nothing to do with the family."

Anya had many things she didn't understand, but she kept them to herself. She suddenly felt that it was not a wise move to talk about this topic right now. Maybe Sister Tang was struggling somewhere, waiting to be rescued.

She glimpsed the edge of the phone under the couch.

Anya was a little surprised, but still picked it up.

Xu Sinuo's phone screen was not turned off, and it remained on the text message page.

She found that half an hour ago, the mobile phone sent a text message to "污1⑺吓巴澪VII⒍医我".

The text message was blank.

"What's wrong?" Ling came over.

"The octopus once said that this phone connects dreams and reality."

"What nonsense?" Ling said in disbelief, "If Sister Tang disappeared from the room through this phone and entered a dream, then it's really weird."

Ling's words woke Anya up, and she suddenly realized.

……

In the darkness, Sister Tang snorted slightly and leaned her head against the wall.

The corridor has no end, and the oppression in the air is deepening, just like a rain falling outside, the dripping sound seems to have no beginning and no end.

Her clothes were torn in several holes, which were traces left from the fight with the three men. They were stained with thick black blood. Sister Tang roared during the fight and chopped off the heads of the three men one after another, but the three men were not dead yet. In this dream, they seemed to be immortal and stood up again and again.

Sister Tang was exhausted, but it was not her body that was tired, but her heart. In this dream, she also had unlimited physical strength and was able to run wildly in the darkness deep in the corridor, but after an hour, two hours later...

She didn't remember how much time had passed, she only knew that she was numbly repeating the same action, which was to kill the three people who kept appearing, like an invisible nightmare. Her heart gradually stiffened, as if she could no longer hear her own heartbeat.

"Hold your breath, and take a break if you get tired."

Xu Yameier, who was lying on Sister Tang's head, spoke in a very soft voice. He sensed the woman's numb emotions. Even if anyone had passion and goals, they would always be worn out after wandering for a few hours.

"I'm not tired, I just want to know how to kill them once and for all."

Sister Tang looked at her arm soaked in black blood and shook her head.

"I don't know if you are tired or not?" Xiu Yamei said anxiously, "Hold your breath quickly."

Sister Tang was amused by what the octopus said, "Why are you holding your breath? Could it be that they are zombies that absorb yang energy? If you don't breathe, you won't be able to see me?"

"I don't know, but I have to try." Xiu Yamei stared at the darkness vigilantly to prevent the three people from rushing over at any time.

So far, according to its detailed statistics, Sister Tang has encountered the trio forty-six times in total, thirty of which were head-on fights. Each time, she killed them and turned them into black water. Sixteen times, she ran away when she met them.

This corridor keeps looping, just like a ghost wall, with no end in any direction. Sister Tang used the Centipede Girl to carve many marks on the wall, but no matter what she did, she would always return to the original place.

She was trapped in this dream prison, and the three people who kept resurrecting became an obstacle that harassed her mind.

In a dream, the body may never feel tired, but what about the spirit?

Sister Tang sighed, and stood up holding the centipede girl in her hand. The sound of rustling footsteps echoed from the depths of the darkness, and the trio came again.

Three headless corpses were wandering towards them. Sister Tang kept the lighter in her hand lit, and the joyful flames illuminated the three people's horrific bodies.

In Xiu Yamei's words, this lighter is a regular nuclear lighter in the game, with no restrictions and will not break down, so there is no need to worry about running out of fuel at any time. Sister Tang was shocked at the time and asked Xiu Yamei if the dream was a game? Could it be that she had traveled to the game world?

The octopus shook his head and said, since this is just a dream, it’s normal to add some game memes.

The light from the lighter in her hand became Sister Tang's only spiritual comfort.

"Damn, it's not over, right?"

Sister Tang stumbled towards the trio, slashing at the Centipede Woman. Her movements were clearly powerful, but her eyes and vision were so tired that she could hardly open them.

The trio did not dodge, nor did they need to dodge. From the moment they lost their heads, they had become part of this dream.

The three of them roared sharply together and used their bodies to meet the attack of Swallowing Wu. They still retained some of their sanity and knew that Sister Tang was only one step away from collapse.

Sister Tang thought that she might as well chop you into meat paste and stuff you into her body like Naya did, so that you won’t be resurrected again.

"Sister Tang."

Suddenly, a voice pulled her back from her fantasies, and the centipede girl in her hand loosened and fell to the ground.

Sister Tang turned around in disbelief and saw something warmer than the flame of a lighter.

That familiar crimson blood light.

"Second Miss, you are finally here! I missed you so much!" Sister Tang ignored the trio and slid to her knees in front of Anya.

She hugged the girl's thighs tightly, crying with joy, and kept saying that we should live together for the rest of our lives, and that you should share happiness and I should share difficulties, and that you couldn't come so late...

Anya frowned slightly, wondering how this big-breasted, brainless woman was still alive. It was really disappointing.

Chapter 503: The Gate of Foolish Dreams (Thirteen)

The black and red tentacles shuttled quickly in the darkness. The headless trio turned and ran. They were like ghosts, blending into the dream, but they could not help the fear in their hearts. Facing the terrible tentacle queen, they could only run away.

To Sister Tang's surprise, Anya's tentacles engulfed the trio, satisfying them with just such a simple meal.

For a long time, the trio did not revive.

"They don't belong to this dream." Xiu Yamei answered her confusion.

"This dream is very strange. If you die here, you will really die and become a part of the dream completely."

"But I ate them," Anya said flatly.

She walked in front to lead the way. With the girl by her side as a support, Sister Tang felt a lot more at ease.

Along the way, he explained to Anya what he had experienced, including how much time had passed. She had the habit of taking out her mobile phone when dealing with the trio, and the time on her mobile phone was always fixed at a certain point. However, the executive was very sensitive to time and was confident that at least five hours had passed.

"It only took me one hour from the time I left to the time I came back." Anya denied Sister Tang directly.

"It can't be only one hour." Sister Tang shook her head. She rarely refuted Boss An, but this time she was very confident.

The woman pointed at Xiu Yameier.

"It can prove that I am sure it took more than an hour."

"You mean the passage of time is different?"

"This is actually the best news, which means we have plenty of time to rescue Xu Sinuo."

Sister Tang thought this was a good opportunity. If the passage of time in reality and dreams was different, there would be more room.

But I didn't expect Anya's cold reply:

"Why should I save Xu Sinuo?"

An'erya's expression showed no emotion, but she kept walking. She was a careless devil, and a monster with a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Sister Tang just smiled, knowing that this was not her original intention, but the girl was used to suppressing herself with this tone.

The dark corridor finally came to an end. With the death of the trio, in Sister Tang's eyes, this endless corridor finally underwent obvious changes.

A huge stone door appeared on the wall at the end, like a carefully carved mural.

Anya looked up at the door, observing the patterns on it, trying to see something from it.

Time slipped away silently. Sister Tang was a little anxious, but she had no choice but to keep it in her heart. For her, one second every night meant that Xu Sinuo's condition would worsen, but the initiative was in the hands of the girl, and she had no choice.

"Um... Boss, how did you enter this dream?"

Sister Tang couldn't help but speak, wanting to kill this boring time.

Anya did not answer. She used the flame of the lighter in Sister Tang's hand to observe the patterns on the stone door. She stood on tiptoe, trying to see the patterns more clearly.

Sister Tang's head buzzed, and she walked behind the girl as if possessed by a ghost, and lifted her up to provide a closer view.

Anya was stunned. She didn't expect Sister Tang to become more and more bold. She struggled down and turned around to scold:

"What are you doing!"

"I thought you couldn't see clearly, so I wanted to help."

After saying this, Sister Tang decisively pulled Xiu Yameier off her head and held it in front of her face to block her view.

"If I really need you, can I still use you?"

Anya was angry and amused, but she finally calmed down, turned around and looked at the door again. ⑵

"Haha, you are really something." Xiu Yameier looked interested.

Sister Tang rolled her eyes at Octopus.

"I entered that string of numbers into Xu Sinuo's phone and came here."

Anya spoke calmly and answered Sister Tang's initial question.

"I saw you when I came to this place, but I'm curious about what's going on here, Xiuji, do you know?"

"You call me Xiuji too?" Xiu Yameier's golden pupils widened.

"A name is just a nickname. The first impression is the most important, but also the most crude." Anya reached out and touched the cold stone door.

"The fact that you can bring her here shows that you are very familiar with this dream. This dream is not as simple as Xu Sinuo's dream, because a person's dream happens to be the weakest part of the heart, and one can see the hidden weaknesses. But here there is only darkness and corridors. Rather than calling it a dream, it is better to call it the 'periphery of a dream'."彡

"The periphery of the dream." Sister Tang muttered.

After hearing what Anya said, she suddenly realized something was wrong. Although this was a dream, the constructed dream was not complete.

The deep corridor and the endless darkness do give people a thrilling and strange dream illusion. Everything is not real, but it is precisely this unreality that becomes a loophole.

Deiagus is a Shang who is gradually regaining his strength. As a Shang who wants to devour people's sanity and invade their dreams where their spirit is weakest, the entire dream must appear more real than reality.

When answering Anya's question, Xiu Yamei was silent for a long time:

"This is indeed a dream. Your ideas are actually correct, but they won't work here."

"What's wrong?" asked Sister Tang.

"This is indeed Xu Sinuo's dream, but it used to be. It has been eroded by my blood relative for so long that it has been swallowed up. You can think of this corridor as the only remnants of the swallowed dream."

Xu Yameier's metaphor is easy to understand, and its explanation is very simple. The dream here is not just a local corridor. The original dream is very large, it is a whole world, but everywhere except the corridor has been swallowed up.