After awakening, I actually became the ceiling of force value

Chapter 85 Nightmare?

At this time, Feng Jingmo's breathing suddenly became rapid in the room.

He was lying on the bed, his body was sweating constantly, and his whole body looked like a dying fish.

In a trance, he felt that he had come to a place full of fog and darkness.

It felt very familiar to him here.

Feng Jingmo walked forward along the only road that appeared.

Because he was not familiar with the surrounding environment, although he did not feel panic in his heart, Feng Jingmo walked very slowly out of caution.

It was so slow that the person who manipulated the dream behind this scene seemed a little impatient, and directly changed his position.

He speculated that it was because he was suddenly transferred from a narrow path to a very luxurious palace.

This palace is very tall, and the buildings are all black. It has a very antique charm. If it is placed in a tourist attraction, it will definitely attract many tourists to visit.

Feng Jingmo was well-informed, but found that he had never seen a palace of this shape before.

He felt a little strange, he didn't understand where this place was, and why he appeared here.

He reached out and touched a pillar of the palace. A cold feeling spread along his fingertips towards his entire body. However, he did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he felt as if he had returned to his hometown.

He remembered that he was still sleeping just now. Is this a dream or reality? Why does everything seem so real?
Feng Jingmo was very confused.

Driven by an inexplicable force, he walked towards the inner hall of the palace.

He didn't even know what was in the inner hall of the palace, but he instinctively resisted and walked towards the inner hall.

But the force pushing him behind him didn't give him any chance to resist. Instead, he drove him towards the inner hall with more force, as if he wouldn't stop until he went in.

Feng Jingmo was already weak, and when faced with this force, he had no ability to resist at all.

In order to save himself from suffering, he had no choice but to follow this force and walk towards the inner hall.

As soon as he entered the inner hall, he saw a very huge roulette wheel. The content engraved on it was a bit blurry, and he couldn't see clearly at this time.

There is a huge crack on the roulette, and black gas is spreading out from the crack, and the entire inner hall is filled with this black gas.

Fengjing Moguang stayed in this place, and felt uncomfortable all over for a while, even feeling like being soaked in an ice cellar.

His breathing became short, and looking at the picture in front of him, he had an inexplicable premonition in his heart, feeling that the black gas should not spread outward, otherwise something very bad would happen.

An idea came to his mind.

Although I don't know where this method came from, whether it was deliberately stuffed in my mind by the people behind the scenes, but the situation in front of me didn't have much time for Feng Jingmo to hesitate.

He didn't know when he was holding a knife in his hand. According to the method that appeared in his mind, he waved the knife directly and cut along his wrist without any hesitation.

The pain spread from the wrist to the entire body. The bright red blood with a hint of gold flowed towards the ground, and was pulled by an inexplicable force towards the roulette wheel.

Where the blood walked, the black mist began to recede, as if it had encountered a natural enemy and dared not fight against it.

The blood soon came to the vicinity of the roulette, as if it had a self-awareness, it rushed directly to the crack of the roulette.

The blood, which was obviously liquid, seemed to slowly begin to solidify the moment it came into contact with the roulette wheel.

The blood followed the position of the crack and blocked the crack, and soon the black gas spreading outward was much less, but perhaps because the amount of blood was not enough, the crack was not completely blocked.

And the wound on Feng Jingmo's wrist had healed at some point. He looked at the inner pad with some thin black gas in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and cut another wound on his wrist.

This time the wound was much smaller than the previous one, and the bright red with golden blood spread towards the few cracks.

Soon, the cracks were covered tightly, and the black smoke from the store before was reduced by the blood, and there was no new black smoke to make up for it. It seemed that the situation was much better. .

But Feng Jingmo felt a sense of weakness spreading around his body.

It was as if something was gnawing at his soul.

He began to struggle for breath and became short of breath.

Chu Nanxing, who was outside the house, sensed that something was wrong with Feng Jingmo's breathing, and she didn't care about Xu Guang's affairs, so she hurriedly pushed Feng Jingmo's room away and rushed in.

As soon as the door was opened, Chu Nanxing felt that the room was very cold, like an ice cellar.

She took a look at the air conditioner in the room and the temperature was maintained at 26 degrees Celsius, but the temperature in the room didn't look like 26 degrees Celsius at all.

But rather than researching why the temperature in the room is abnormal, Chu Nanxing is still more concerned about what happened to Feng Jingmo.

She quickly walked to Feng Jingmo's bedside, stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and found that Feng Jingmo's body temperature was a bit scary, as if there was no trace of life left in him.

When this idea spread in his mind, Chu Nanxing couldn't help showing a look of panic on his face.

She didn't understand why Brother Jingmo just fell asleep, and so many abnormal things happened suddenly.

But now there is no extra time left for her to struggle.

Chu Nanxing stretched out his hand and shook Feng Jingmo vigorously, trying to wake up Feng Jingmo from his deep sleep.

But it didn't seem to have any effect, Feng Jingmo still closed his eyes tightly, his expression was a little pale, his whole body looked wet with sweat, the broken hair on his forehead was wet and stuck to his face, he looked inexplicable Embarrassment.

Chu Nanxing felt a little distressed, but still increased his strength and began to push Feng Jingmo, hoping to wake up Feng Jingmo as soon as possible.

At this time, Feng Jingmo, who was still trapped in the dream, suddenly felt the earthquake in the dream, and he couldn't even stabilize his body, so he fell to the ground with a plop.

But along with the ground shaking, the feeling in Feng Jingmo's body that had been gnawing at the soul disappeared.

He didn't understand what happened, but after the feeling of being bitten disappeared, he felt lighter and more comfortable.

Consciousness began to return, and the body began to slowly warm up.

Chu Nanxing didn't know how long he called, but Feng Jingmo finally had a little reaction, so that Chu Nanxing would not feel that something happened to Feng Jingmo.

(End of this chapter)