Great Creator

Latest website: Dream life has a dream core. When the dream core explodes, the driving force generated surpasses all physical rules. With the special rules of the dream, all the spiritual powder present is blasted out.

Originally, Huang Si had the idea of ​​killing Zhan Tong first and then collecting and restoring the crushed iceberry.

But now, her shattered ego has been blown away!

Huang Si first confirmed Zhan Tong's complete death, and then expanded his mental strength field.

In the world of the soul, the extension of the spiritual field depends only on the strength of the soul, not the radius of the soul.

Huang Si's consciousness swept through all the dream bubbles in an instant.

He quickly locked a dozen bubbles with weak reactions.

"Self split into more than a dozen pieces? It's a bit troublesome...Let's look for it in the dream first."

Huang thought about it and began to look for it.

New dreams.

This dreamland is a magnificent hall as soon as it enters. There are many luxuriously dressed people coming and going in the hall. It seems to be a banquet here.

Huang Si looked for it and found Bing Berry, who was about 24 years old, sitting on the edge of the hall.

Holding a glass of wine in her hand, she sits gracefully, watching people coming and going, with a little boredom in her eyes.

"Hello, is this Miss Bingberry? My name is Huang Si, and I think, maybe I'm honored to sit next to you."

Huang Si, dressed in the same costume as the nobles in the hall, leaned slightly and asked.

A splendor flashed in BingBerry's eyes.

In her opinion, the man's body revealed inexplicable majesty and nobleness, as if high above, but close at hand. This sense of gap gave him an extremely mysterious charm.

"sure."

Bing Berry said with a smile.

She put the wine glass on the side table and asked gracefully, "Then what does Mr. Huang want to say to me?"

"Do you remember your grandfather's blood sword? He asked me to take you back."

Huang Si's politeness just now was just pretending, and as soon as he sat down, he spoke straightforwardly.

"Grandpa..."

BingBerry seemed a little confused.

"You have amnesia. If you want to find your memory, follow me."

Huang Si stretched out his hand.

"I want to say that your method of hitting up a conversation is so old-fashioned."

Bingberry suddenly laughed, and the long skirt on her body was shaking with laughter.

"It's okay to say I'm hitting up a conversation, anyway, I must take you away today, do you have the courage to leave with me?"

Huang Si insisted on asking.

Bing Berry looked at the people coming and going around, and suddenly felt tired of the upper life brought about by her status. So, leave? It seems to be OK.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Bing Berry stood up, Huang Si grabbed her hand.

The energy of the mind flashes.

Bing Berry let out an exclamation and was dragged out of the dream by Huang Si.

As soon as she came out of the dream, her figure turned into a small shiny piece.

Huang Si collected her fragments of self and went to the next dream.

One dream after another, some are a little like reality, and some are simply strange fantasy worlds.

Huang Si pinpointed the characteristics of BingBerry's face control, and quickly explored each dream.

Until the last amusement park-like world shattered, the last piece of self fragment was finally assembled.

Huang Si put the thirteen pieces of iceberry in the palm of his hand and whispered:

"Bingberry, remember what you promised the teacher?"

"Even if you are hurt to pieces and lose yourself, you will still trust the teacher and treat the teacher as your friend."

"Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

The energy of the mind was poured into the fragments, and the thirteen fragments were glued together.

"The teacher hopes that you can come back, leave the dream, and return to reality with the teacher, okay?"

Huang Si is not absolutely sure to wake up the iceberry.

It depends on whether BingBerry can get rid of the shackles of more than a hundred years and recall who he is.

After a while, all the fragments trembled slightly, showing signs of connection and anastomosis.

The energy of the mind is like needlework, seizing the opportunity to stitch all the pieces together.

The fragments absorbed the spiritual energy, slowly gathered together, and then elongated and deformed.

Finally, the seventeen-year-old Bingberry wearing school clothes appeared in the dark subconscious space.

This is the first time she has truly left her dream in so many years.

Bing Berry was a little uncomfortable with such an environment. She looked around in the dark world and looked at Huang Si again.

"Teacher, I did it, I'm back! You got me back!"

A big smile appeared on Bing Berry's face.

"Okay, then, the teacher will ask you one last question."

"Ok!"

"If the teacher is a god, and you want you to believe in the teacher forever and become the teacher's family, would you like it? The price is the freedom of your soul."

"...Well, how does it feel that the soul is not free?"

"Like a good student, he will listen to the class well during class, and do whatever you want when get out of class is over. The teacher will not care about you. But the teacher will take care to protect you from danger, otherwise the teacher will not only be dismissed by the school if you have an accident. Will be invited to have tea by the Education Bureau..."

Huang Si didn't know how to explain it, so he said something roughly.

"I do!"

Bing Berry raised his hand and shouted.

"I would like to listen to the teacher and be a good student!"

"Then, this is for you."

A golden dot appeared in Huang Si's hand, and he handed the soul particles to BingBerry.

Bingberry looked down at the soul particles, and then raised his head and said: "Teacher, I understand. It turns out that this is a believer of the teacher. No wonder the teacher wants me to agree. If I don't agree, the teacher can't force me. Then, Let me tell the teacher, I am happy to do it!"

Her smile was as brilliant as a flower, and with her permission, her soul was stained with golden light.

The knowledge and memory of the Immortal Emperor are connected to the entire world system.

But Huang Si doesn't have time to watch right now, so he has to take the iceberry out first.

By transforming Bing Berry into a dependent family, Huang Si can heal her body at will, and the external toxins are not important.

He looked at BingBerry's soul state, and it was already quite weak. Perhaps it was precisely because of the erosion of toxins on the body and the long-term wear and tear of dream life that caused her to become like this.

She couldn't get out of the dream on her own.

Huang Si grabbed her hand.

"By the way, when you wake up in reality, you will forget everything that happened here, including my real name. I just remember that you are already my believer." Huang Si said with a soul command~www.wuxiamtl.com ~ Bingberry's face changed drastically.

"No! Teacher! I don't want to forget everything here! I don't want to forget that you were my teacher!"

"All right, you can keep the title teacher...but you can only call it privately."

After Huang Si finished speaking, he took Bing Berry's hand and walked outside without any explanation.

He took the iceberry and left this dark world in an instant.

After placing BingBerry's soul, Huang Si stepped back first, and said to the guardian Immortal Emperor Blood Sword in a cold voice like a god:

"I have awakened your granddaughter, but her soul is still very weak and her body is dying. I will strengthen her a little bit, you can see clearly."

Said this sentence mainly to appease the blood sword.

It saves him that he can't help being rough.