Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

"You are the first one!" Chutian looked at the blue-sounding flash of the soul field, very satisfied smile.

In the blue mist, the screams of Chuan's triumphant voice continued to come, and the voice of his screaming insults continued to come, and the cry of crying and the screaming of desperation continued.

Chuan’s mood is extremely fluctuating. The more intense his mood swings in his dreams, the stronger the communication between his soul and the spirit of the heavens and the earth. The soul of the heavens and earth absorbed by his soul in unit time becomes more and more intense.

A large expanse of small cyan light rain descended from the sky and continued to fall on the small shoots in the soul field.

In just a few breaths, the third shoot was born among the two small shoots, and the roots in the soul field grew a little.

Chu Tian hand waved, the blue mist around the violent shock, and the dream of just disintegrating re-aggregated in front of him. In the small study room, between the two rows of bookshelves, the strong body of 'Zu'an pressed against the petite little babies, and was mad as a cow.

"Hey, call it louder, let Ange be cool, and Angel will give you the benefit tomorrow!" Chuan '嘎嘎' grotesquely smiled, staring at the faint misty little face that was close at hand. .

"Hey, you know that I am the confidant of Mrs. Eight, a word of effort, you can let you go to the lady around 8! Don't you be more happy than cleaning the study all day?" Chu Anzhi was full of strenuous exercise, panting Said: "When you have asked Mrs. Eight's favor, let your brothers and sisters come to Chujiabao to do things, isn't it a matter of words?"

Chu Tian stood at the window and looked at Chu An quietly.

Here is the dream of Chuan. Everything is composed of the thoughts of Chuan. It is reasonable to say that Chuan is the master of this place. Everything is sensationalized by his countless tumbling thoughts.

Chutian seems to be a **** above the red dust, and the master of the dream of Chuan knows nothing about his existence.

"It's a beautiful dream! Just, you guys, this dream is too cheap for you!" Chu Tian squinted and smiled and said: "The more emotional changes in the dream, the soul is the soul of the world." The higher the efficiency, the more emotional power the soul field gets. So, try this!"

With both hands gently waving, Chutian began to read the memory of Chuan from birth.

In the daytime, everyone's mind is shackled by self-consciousness. Some things they don't think about, some things they won't say, they instinctively set a line of defense in their own hearts.

But in a dream, the mood of ordinary people is undefended.

Even if there are such people, there is still some vigilance in the dream, which is of no use to Chutian.

Chu Tian quickly read through the memory of Chu An, from the birth of his life until now, all the things that Chu An himself has forgotten, at this moment, exposed to Chutian.

"Well? Up to the five generations, are the family members of Chu, so they have won trust? Eighteen years ago, Chu An was responsible for the small management of a silkworm manor outside the Chu family. After 18 years, he suddenly transferred back to the Chu’s headquarters. Be a manager?"

"Well, I transferred it back 18 years ago."

While reading the memory of Chuan, Chutian wrote down some information that might be useful.

In the end, Chu Tian found the most fearful thing in Chuan's life. At that time, when Chu An was young, he followed the sanglin who visited the Chu family from his parents. In the mountains, he suddenly saw a body that was slain by the beast and ate most of the Chu’s slaves.

The blood was dripping, and it was rotten and stinky. There were also various worms drilled into the body, which made Chuan have a nightmare for half a year.

It took a long time for Chuan to block the terrible memory and forgotten this memory. In the past few years, as his status has risen, he has been accustomed to enjoyment. This young memory has been thrown away by him.

"You can't forget this, even if you are in a high position, you must always remember the pain of youth!" Chu Tian smiled and looked at Chu An: "So, 'Little Xiaoer' this little girl, don't be in the future You have appeared in your dreams. It is this corpse that will accompany you in your dreams!"

The most ridiculous place in the "Dream of Dreams" is the ability to forcibly manipulate the dreams of others, and to set various conditions for the dreams of others, the passage of various things, various characters, and so on.

In particular, "Dream of the Dream" can make a dream repeat for years, decades, hundreds of years or even longer!

Like a skeleton, you can't find a way to disperse!

Chutian ‘hehe’ smirked, and his hands were lightly touched, and he threw out the horror picture in the depths and memories of Chu’an.

In the two rows of bookshelves, Chu An, who was struggling to rush, suddenly shuddered, and the soft scent of Xiao Yu, who was pressed under his body, suddenly turned into a half-blooded, fuzzy face. Describe the extremely terrible body.

"Anye, I love the slaves!" The half-dead corpse ‘嘎嘎’ smiled, and the two fleshy eyes shook and threw a wink at Chu’an. Two arms that had been smashed by the beasts suddenly moved, and they slammed the body of Chuan.

"My! Oh!" In the dream, Chuan suddenly screamed and screamed!

In reality, Chuan’s body suddenly spewed a lot of thick and cold sweat. His chest was violently undulating. The fluctuation of the soul was increased by a hundred times than the daytime. The spirit of the heavens and the earth that ordinary people could not perceive was like the tide. His body quickly filled his soul, and his fingers turned into millions of thoughts circling in his mind.

The dreams are uncontrollable. In the twinkling of an eye, the millions of thoughts that have been born in Chuan are strange and messy. Some of the thoughts are incredible, and they are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The emotions of the seven emotions and six desires swayed like a tsunami in the mind of Chu An. His soul field was no longer a little bit of blue light rain, but a blue waterfall screamed and fell down, and fell heavily on three young dreams. Kind of sprouts.

The three dream buds are like a bottomless pit. The blue waterfalls of the diameter are screaming and swallowing, and they are swallowed by their pressureless ones.

Seeing the growth of the buds '啪啪啪', the buds grow up to a foot high in the blink of an eye, and seven or eight delicate branches are taken out, and hundreds of young leaves are grown. More than a dozen pieces of thumb-sized gold-red two-color mist are intertwined with small saplings. In the mist, there is a faint phoenix-tailed purple scorpion, which is fascinating and exudes a magical charm.

The rotten corpse is still dying of Chu An.

Chu An was still crying and shouting, screaming in horror.

Changed to ordinary people, at this moment they have long been awakened from the nightmare because of the frightened. However, Chu Tian used a little bit of tricks to make the attraction of the dream a little bigger. It probably took a tea time, and Chuan could break away from this terrible dream.

"Let's enjoy it!" Chu Tian smiled and took a hand. The hundreds of blades on the dream saplings flew lightly and quickly blended into his body.

Chu Tian broke away from the dream of Chu An and quickly invaded the dream of the next goal.

One, one, one more.

In just one hour, Chutian invaded the dreams of the hundreds of Chus, and suddenly he smiled happily.

"Catch the big fish!"