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Once the Blood Sword Immortal Emperor saw hope, his attitude immediately became better.

The huge translucent glowing body stretched out its hand downward.

Blood Sword almost held his breath and looked at it nervously.

The translucent giant hand gently pressed on the young woman's forehead on the bed.

With this action, Huang Si's soul took a golden soul particle and pressed it on Bing Berry's head.

He couldn't see Bing Berry's soul, which might have something to do with her high realm. After all, although she was unconscious and unconscious, she was still an immortal emperor.

However, the boundary of the soul should still overlap with the boundary of the body.

Huang Si perceives it carefully, and finally, through the soul particles, he touches the soul of Bing Berry.

This soul is extremely powerful, but there is hardly any spiritual fluctuations.

Huang Si tried to light it with soul particles, and sent out a consciousness: "Are you there? Tell me?"

Bingberry did not respond.

Huang thought for a while, forget it, since there is no reaction, then you can't resist, it is better to start assimilation directly!

The golden light infiltrated her soul from the soul particles.

As the assimilation progressed, BingBerry's soul shook slightly.

Suddenly, a powerful wave of consciousness engulfed Huang Si's consciousness.

"Huh? Is this a dream world?"

Huang Si looked at the world he was in, the blue sky, the green grass, the mountains and trees in the distance, the scenery was pretty good, and then he looked at himself, um, the human form is probably the manifestation of self-consciousness in the dream.

He stepped back and immediately escaped from this world.

Just kidding, delusional to use the dream world to shut down the creator, Huang Si thought. The strength of his soul is far better than that of Iceberry, and he only separates part of the soul touch, the dream can at most drag part of his consciousness into it, it is impossible to completely imprison him.

After exiting this dream, Huang Si found himself in a dark place. In the darkness, there was a huge soap bubble-like sphere. The sphere exuded a faint halo, reflecting on the surface of the sphere. The scenery he saw just now.

Looking around, there are several large soap bubbles like this at a distance and farther away, all glowing with different patterns on them.

Huang Si understood at a glance that each soap bubble corresponds to a dream, and the place where he is should be in the subconscious mind of BingBerry.

As the creator of the mind's law reaching close to 400%, Huang Si has no lack of understanding of the branch of the mind-dreams.

Bing Berry's current situation should be completely consciously asleep, but her subconscious mind is very active, and many dreams have been derived. Her ego is hovering in these dreams and cannot wake up.

So, just find her ego first.

Huang Si's approach is extremely simple and rude, and his soul is strong enough to run wild in the consciousness of others. What else is he afraid of?

He came to another bubble, and some tall and magnificent buildings appeared on the bubble. Huang Si stretched out his hand and the bubble did not burst, but a pulling force sucked him into the dream.

As soon as I entered the dream state, I heard a loud noise.

Below row upon row of tall buildings, there is a group of young people running and laughing.

Huang Si discerned their words a bit.

"School? Probably the place where this woman went to school."

The consciousness swept through the dream, and there was nothing strange. It seemed that it was just an ordinary reminiscence dream, and it did not seem to have the self-consciousness of the dream owner.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the behavior of these characters in the dream is played in a loop.

Every once in a while, they will repeat what they have done before.

Huang Si jumped slightly and jumped out of his dream.

He looked at a few more bubbles and went in too. There is no one in those bubbles, only one scene after another. Judging from the content, it seems to be the life BingBerry has experienced, with some elements of exaggeration and fantasy.

He moved to the side of another bubble. The surface of the bubble was extremely dark, and there seemed to be dark red blood flowing inside.

Huang Si reached in without hesitation and was sucked into the dream again.

As soon as he entered this dream, he felt a little strange.

The black sky, the tall castle, the strange-looking trees stretched out to the sky like giant hands, and the air was full of blood.

None of this can make him react.

"This world seems to be alive. Um... self-consciousness seems to be in it."

Huang Si looked at the castle, the castle gate was closed tightly, and it seemed that visitors were not welcome.

Suddenly, there was a fluttering sound in the air.

A group of black birds rushed straight in from the air, their eyes were blood red.

Huang Si looked at them indifferently, his mind moved, and the storm of his soul soared into the sky in the world of dreams.

Dreams are just subordinates to the laws of the mind!

Soul storm, destroy the world!

The black strange bird was torn apart by the storm, and the gate of the castle was also directly rolled up by the storm and thrown into the distance.

Huang Si raised his foot and walked into the castle in a few steps.

He stepped on the thick fallen leaves under his feet, felt the traps below, and then stepped over the traps without hesitation.

All traps are destroyed.

The wooden door of the old castle is close in front of you. Not only is it tightly closed, it even has a large lock on the doorknob, and several metal chains are added to it to lock it.

Huang Si stretched out his hand and pushed it imaginarily, all the lock rings broke, and the wooden door opened by itself.

"Really an autistic child."

Huang Si said to himself.

Inside this castle is a long corridor with a two-story structure on both sides. He is walking in the castle. Where he passes by, whether it is upstairs or downstairs, all the doors suddenly open by themselves.

Halfway through, Huang Si showed a smile, "I found you, Bingberry."

He turned around ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ figure suddenly appeared outside a room on the second floor, and opened the door.

Inside the door, there was a dilapidated scene, with many clutter piled up on the floor, Huang Si stepped over from above relentlessly and walked into the house.

In the corner, there was indeed a young girl sitting, with long brown-black slightly curly hair and wearing an antique black dress, she looked only sixteen years old.

When someone came in, the girl raised her head, showing hostile eyes.

The girl did not speak, but the whole world suddenly changed.

The room trembled, the roof cracked, debris fell, and the floor sank. Suddenly many dark hands stretched out from the cracks in the floor, twisting them, trying to grab Huang Si's ankle.

"You're not young anymore, BingBerry, you should learn not to be haunted."

With the sound of Huang Si's voice, an endless psychic storm blew up in the castle, the masonry buildings were torn apart by the terrible storm, and things like Black Hands also howled and annihilated in the storm.