Be dragged into the room by the succubus

In a world that is falling apart.

The gorgeously dressed demon covered in blood smiled and nodded to the chained angel in the distance.

Like a close friend.

If his eyes were really smiling like an expression.

Although the angel in front of him was very different from the last time we met, Ning Feng still recognized Cecilia at a glance.

There are no surprises.

Like an old friend reunited, he showed a bright smile.

"Hello, Cecilia."

"I have to say, your outfit is really surprising."

After looking around for a while, he showed an ambiguous smile:

"However, your hobby is... quite good?"

After carefully looking at it, he sincerely praised:

"suitable for you."

他 说:

"Like a sinner."

click.

The huge shard of the world collapsed and fell into the void beneath their feet.

The atmosphere became more solemn, and in the collapsed world, the two stood opposite each other.

Cecilia floated in the air, slightly higher than Ning Feng, looking down.

And Ning Feng's feet are stepping on the top of a mountain of treasure that is on the verge of collapse.

No.

When the world was broken, the treasure also revealed its original appearance.

That is not treasure, but a mountain made of dry and pale bones.

Looking at it coldly, Cecilia did not respond to Ning Feng's offensive words.

As for this situation, Ning Feng was not embarrassed either, he shrugged and spread his hands regretfully.

"Aren't you angry? It's really disappointing. I'm obviously provoking you on purpose."

Angel remained unmoved.

"Ah, that's it."

Looking at the lower half of Cecilia's exposed face, Ning Feng groped his chin and said with a smile:

"I'm used to it, so it seems that someone has said that before?"

When the gap reached the change of air, Ning Feng's smile became brighter and brighter.

"Looks like I guessed right."

click!

Most of the mountain peak under his feet was swallowed up by the crack that spread over, and Ning Feng's foothold became even more precarious.

The eyes under the helmet stared at Ning Feng, Cecilia seemed to see through his essence, and calmly said:

"I know."

Talking high above.

"I know what you want to do."

She calmly declared the powerlessness of mortals.

"But what you want to do is destined to not get results."

Your efforts, your struggles, your madness will all die in the end.

Nothing will turn out the way you expect.

"so smart!"

Eyes widened slightly, Ning Feng tilted his head unexpectedly, and then clapped his hands.

"Even if I don't know what I'm going to do, you already know it."

clap clap clap!

"It's amazing!"

"Then since you can guess so much, you must be able to guess the current development, right?"

Under the shattered sky, Ning Feng playfully spread his hands and stretched his arms, exaggeratingly showing his masterpiece to the bound angel.

The dream that was on the verge of shattering, and her disappearing...work.

"For such a masterpiece, what's your opinion?"

Obviously dressed as a gentleman, but Ning Feng's actions and tone of voice inadvertently showed a kind of madness.

Remain calm amid the madness.

Or fall into madness in calmness.

As for the demon in the performance, Angel's reaction is still indifferent.

"You found me."

He asked his doubts in a sleepy tone.

Logically speaking, Ning Feng's current strength did not discover Cecilia's ability at all.

And once he can't detect it, then he has no way to break the situation.

Should have failed unconsciously, tasted the bitter fruit again and again, and finally exposed his true appearance.

But now it has become like this.

She didn't understand where the omissions had occurred.

How did you do it?

"It's actually a coincidence."

Ning Feng did not hide his secrets, and said frankly:

"Because of some habits, I put down a small foreshadowing before I realized that this dream was not quite right."

As a result of cautious habits, Ning Feng seemingly casually left a small foreshadowing when he set off.

A pocket watch?

No.

It's not that simple, and it's not that beautiful.

That pocket watch was actually an illusory bomb that Ning Feng extracted from the power of the dream world.

An extremely small, dispensable portion, even if it is really lost, it will not have any impact on the dream world.

It can play the role of positioning, and it can also play a small role when necessary.

To be honest, Ning Feng didn't know why he made such a choice, but he still chose to trust his intuition.

After leaving, Ning Feng originally thought that this pocket watch would be useless like thousands of other foreshadowings that were of no use.

But when he returned to the dream world again, Ning Feng made a discovery that surprised him.

The gift I prepared for this world has not disappeared!

on the contrary……

His gifts spread throughout every corner of the dream world!

Ningfeng's special small bombs were found among the mountain peaks where treasures were piled up, even under the throne of the Fortune Castle.

They have different shapes, they may be pocket watches, sword hilts, light balls, necklaces...

But they all have one thing in common—weakness.

It is so weak that it cannot be detected, as long as it is not deliberately checked, it will not be detected as a problem.

And these works are undoubtedly from Ning Feng's own handwriting.

So what does this mean?

With a peaceful smile, there was a touch of emotion in his eyes.

"I discovered one thing..."

Ning Feng thought back to the words Margaret said when she saw him:

"At the beginning, I thought she just regarded me as an illusion in a dream, that I was an illusion."

In this regard, Ning Feng sighed endlessly, and sighed:

"Later, I suddenly realized a problem. Margaret was not as powerless in this dream world as I thought."

Occupying half of the sovereignty of the dream, the owner of the dream who can control himself, can't even tell whether the person in front of him is a dream?

At the beginning, Ning Feng didn't notice it and thought it was normal.

But after thinking it over clearly... Ning Feng didn't believe it.

Combined with his own discoveries, he finally found out suddenly.

"Those who fall into the depths of a dream..."

Those people who appeared in front of Margaret, led her to different endings again and again, left foreshadowing again and again, and repeated themselves.

"It turned out to be me."

It was he who put on Margaret the crown symbolizing the pinnacle of wealth, and it was he who led her to endless death in the river of blood.

It was he, too, who gave her a moment before lust erupted.

But this time, Ning Feng didn't notice anything, just appeared in front of Margaret again and again.

Trying to save her in different ways.

After numerous failures, Margaret chose to give up.

She chose to sacrifice herself, accepted the voice in her heart, and drove Ning Feng out.

"If it weren't for Margaret's actions, I might really be locked in a dream over and over again as she said."

"How pitiful."

Ning Feng's tone was flat and relaxed, with a little self-mockery and dissatisfaction with the situation.

"So, I'm going to make a big fuss, and I'm going to ruin your plan."

Can it collapse only by a small foreshadowing left by him?

Is the dream world so fragile?

No.

The explosion that looked like a pocket watch actually detonated much more than that at the same instant!

The same frequency, the same wavelength, spread in different corners...

Then, boom.

The dream world that was forcibly brought to the same frequency was shattered.

Ning Feng achieved his goal.

So is it easy for him to do this?

If you just look at the results, of course it is.

But if you add up his repetitions again and again, it will be even more difficult to achieve where he is today.

Countless preparations, finally ushered in the moment of breaking the game.

Then why, after successfully rescuing Margaret, Ning Feng didn't leave?

Isn't this obvious?

Being teased like this, would someone really leave without saying anything, with their tails between their legs?

"Then the question is, who is the person who affects me?"

Has the ability to shield Ning Feng's perception, making him repeat such dreams again and again.

Moreover, he doesn't know many people who would "take care" of Ning Feng like this.

Looking at the angel's indifferent expression, Ning Feng shrugged:

"First of all, the biggest suspect in this case is a lady who... er, feels a headache"

"If she did all this, I wouldn't doubt it at all."

In terms of making people mentality, Ariana is definitely a real master.

In other words, she is obviously in a deep sleep, but why does it feel like she is everywhere?

Why is there her shadow everywhere?

After speaking, Ning Feng said directly:

"However, her suspicion was ruled out."

Puzzled flashed in the golden eyes, Cecilia didn't understand why Ning Feng came to such a conclusion.

Ok?

"The reason is very simple, because she said she would go to sleep and leave everything to me...and I chose to believe her."

The crumbs are crumbs, but so far, she hasn't really lied to me.

"She believes in me, so I choose to believe in her too. Is this reasonable?"

Smiling lightly, Ning Feng raised his head and looked back at the other party.

"And the existence with strength similar to her, at least approximately at the same level, is you."

Having said that, Ning Feng tilted his head inexplicably, facing the angel's helmet hiding his face, he asked seriously:

"I don't know where I offended you and made you choose to treat me like this? Can you tell me the reason?"

You have to give me a reason for what you do to me, right?

dont you agree?

silence.

After a long silence, Cecilia finally withdrew her gaze from looking at Ning Feng's feet.

She really didn't wake up.

The one who did all of this was really an extremely weak man at the moment.

Finally, she spoke slowly:

"This is a..."

"Training."

Eyes gradually brightened, Cecilia stared at Ning Feng.

"It's a training for you."