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Chapter 120: I can’t beat calling daddy (please subscribe)

The door to the ward was closed, and the wind rolled up the white curtains from the window.

Komori Jun didn't do anything immediately, he got up and went to the window, closed the window, drew the curtains, and returned to the bed.

It was the first time she tried to read through someone's memory. She was a little nervous and needed to do something similar to a ritual to calm down.

This is also Shiraishi’s teaching.

Every night, she, Kiryuin, and Kannagi would gather in the living room, sometimes watching TV, sometimes listening to Shiraishi talk about some spiritual matters.

There are extraordinary experiences, or some problems in their cultivation.

Let her have a clear impression of what her ghost can do.

"Don't be nervous, Shiraishi-kun said, I can definitely do it."

Jun Komori encouraged himself, wrote the words "Come on" on the palm of his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, his heart gradually became calm, and he closed his eyes.

The inner ghost jumped up from the wick, turned into an extremely thin line of fire, drilled into the pores of the woman's forehead on the bed, and invaded all the way.

The sound of the gurgling blood flow sounded like lava, and the thumping sound of the heart beating was as loud as thunder.

She found the hippocampus, where the brain stores memories.

The ghost in the heart took over and began to search for the memory she wanted.

Phew, a picture flooded into Jun Komori's mind. Tall bookshelves were lined up on the side, "I" was sitting there, and the book on the table was Plato's Republic.

Someone said hello next to me and I looked up.

The screen changes immediately.

The sound of running water sounded, and it felt very cool. "I" was taking a shower at home, getting ready to change clothes and go to bed.

Then, the picture changed again, darkness, endless darkness, "I" had no consciousness.

She was wondering if the scenery was caused by sleeping. It was as if the sky and the earth were opening, and a ray of light appeared in the darkness.

In an instant, the light turned into a beautiful scenery, and a European-style castle appeared on the hill.

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the circuitous road led to the gate of the castle. A carriage like a fairy tale was slowly approaching and stopped in front of "me", "Welcome to my castle, miss."

"who are you?"

"I am Count Dracula."

A man who called himself Dracula stepped out of the carriage, wearing a white tall hat, a silver-white mask, a neat white suit, and a rose flower on his chest, "Miss, please get in the car."

Jun Komori suddenly discovered that there was no voice at the scene, and the illusory breeze blowing on his face felt so realistic.

She has been pulled into this dream, "As long as you see it, you will be tricked."

"That's right." Dracula chuckled. This kind of yin and yang technique exists in the world. If you haven't seen it, you'll be fine. Once you see it, you will fall into it. Castle, let’s talk.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scene changed.

The foot of Jun Komori is not a hill, but a balcony extending outward from the second floor of the castle. From here, you can see the bright flowers blooming on the hillside and the white clouds floating in the sky.

Dracula came out with black tea, "This is my dream. If you have ever dreamed, you will understand how real it feels when you don't know it is a dream."

"Want to add sugar?"

he asked politely.

Komori said straight to the point: "What did you do to her?"

"Hey," the man sighed and said, "This was an accident. I invited her to be a guest here as a courtesy.

Unexpectedly, she reacted too strongly and threatened to call the police. A wonderful encounter ended in this outcome.

I had to delete her memory because I used too much force and caused mental trauma to her. She is expected to be fine in five days, so you don’t need to be nervous. "

"Just like that, does she need to call the police?"

Jun Komori asked.

Dracula smiled and said: "No matter how real the dream is, it is still an illusion. Why do you have to worry about it?"

"I'll do it right when I take the order." Jun Komori replied softly.

"You have completed it well. She will wake up in five days and the order will end naturally. Why continue to take risks."

Dracula didn't believe that the other party was willing to risk his life for such a trivial matter.

This was not the first time he had done something similar, nor was it the first time he had been caught.

After all, he had no ill intentions, he just wanted to give them a wonderful erotic dream experience that would not affect reality.

"If you agree, you can leave immediately."

"I don't agree."

Komori Jun's voice was very soft and her attitude was very firm. She decided to get rid of this scum.

Flames began to emerge from the surface of her body, and her appearance was submerged in the fire, turning back into a ghost.

"Then I can only show you how powerful I am."

Dracula stopped persuading.

This is his dream, and he is the master of everything.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, black clouds rolled into the sky, and the castle became a vast sea.

Zizi, the inner ghost is directly in the sea, and the flames shot out are dissipated little by little under the entanglement of the cold sea water.

Dracula waved his hands, and the seawater began to rotate rapidly, squeezing the inner ghost.

The pressure of the deep sea came, but Jun Komori did not panic and let the flames wrap around his body.

She firmly believed that the opponent did not have the strength to easily defeat the defense.

But it is not easy for her to defeat the enemy. The attack just now can prove that blind attacks will be offset.

After all, this is the enemy's dreamland, not our home ground...

Yes, there is also this trick.

Can you do it?

She thought she could give it a try. The flames were no longer purely defensive. They resisted the enemy's attacks and quietly pounced on the ground.

The intentional ghost eats away at the dream and turns this dream into his own.

The man didn't notice it at first, but slowly, he realized something was wrong, and a piece of his dream was missing.

His perspective cannot be zoomed up.

"what have you done?"

This discovery made the man a little shocked and angry.

"There's no need to tell you." Jun Komori said, his thoughts changed, the sea water disappeared, and the flames condensed into a beam and penetrated the man's body forward.

Guagua~ The hole-riddled body turned into a large group of pitch-black crows and scattered, and cracks began to appear in the sky and the earth.

The dream is crumbling and the man wants to escape.

Komori was naturally unwilling, and the inner ghost flame was no longer refined, turning into a large net to wrap around the crows, causing black gas to come out.

"Ah! Are you really going to kill them all?"

A crow burst out of the flames and spoke human words.

Jun Komori didn't want to talk nonsense and kept attacking without giving the enemy a chance to breathe.

He dodged left and right, dived into the crack in the dream, and rushed back.

In the darkness, a little firelight flickered.

He really panicked, if the crow incarnate died, there was basically no possibility of his body opening his eyes.

At this time, he didn't care whether his behavior would be exposed, and shouted urgently: "Father! Save me!"

Komori Chunxin was shocked. He didn't expect that the opponent would call daddy if he couldn't beat him. He wanted to retreat but it was too late.

The shouts attracted attention, and then a big hand covering the sky clapped down, and a loud voice sounded, "Don't even think about leaving."

"What kind of skill is bullying the small by the big?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Jun Komori felt relieved and continued to pounce on the crow.

(End of this chapter)