C7 Capturing the Eating Nightmare

As the saying goes, "Once reborn, once reborn, once reborn." Hee Zheng wasn't on good terms with his little lady, he would usually avoid meeting each other whenever he could. The number of times they had met today, was more than the number of times that they had met during the past twenty odd years.

The dream started from the plane again. Hee Zheng didn't know if it was because that whatever nightmare beast had already been hurt by the man, but its ability to shape dreams was a little weak. The cabin looked like it was made of paper.

"Cooperate with it." A male voice suddenly resounded in his mind, "Otherwise, the dream will collapse."

Hee Zheng still remembered how he was knocked out, so he pretended not to hear anything.

I ignored everything that was meant to be done with you.

"Right now, you are in the Nightmare Beast's dream. The dream has collapsed, and your soul must stay here." The man's voice was calm and collected, not revealing any emotion because Hee Zheng was indifferent in the slightest.

Hee Zheng, "..."

You are ruthless.

Hee Zheng clenched his teeth, trying his best to look a little angry as he roared at "Qiao Peiyu": "What are you trying to do! Give it back to me. "

Qiao Peiyu laughed sinisterly, she raised her head and looked at Hee Zheng: "I don't want to do anything, even if I want to, after this woman dies, I won't be able to rest peacefully either."

Hee Zheng's eyes widened, only to see Qiao Peiyu raising up the bone ash altar, smashing it fiercely onto the ground.

"No!" Hee Zheng let out a heart-wrenching howl, his voice even breaking the sound barrier.

"Cry." The man's voice remained calm.

Hee Zheng gritted his teeth fiercely: "Don't push your luck."

The man was silent.

Now that his life was in someone else's hands, Hee Zheng did not dare to be arrogant. Fortunately, his tears had not completely dried, so Hee Zheng could only force himself to squeeze out two drops of tears and kneel on the ground while hugging his ashes and howling in pain.

"Hate?"

The tempting voice rang out from the bottom of his heart once again.

It was at this moment that the voice rang out, and Hee Zheng heard the man's chuckle. "We've got you."

That laughter was accompanied by a faint sense of joy, and as he strummed his heartstrings, it actually made Hee Zheng feel that it was a little … It was a bit touching?

Following that, a tragic howl that was completely not something a human could let out exploded beside Hee Zheng's ears. In that moment, Hee Zheng felt as if his head was going to be split apart, the surrounding scene slowly distorted, and everything in front of Hee Zheng's eyes started to become blurry. Finally, it turned into a ball of black mist, and the paper-like cabin disappeared from's vision.

Hee Zheng opened his eyes and noticed that the man was holding something in his hand.

It was a black mist-like object. A faint shadow gradually took shape in his hand, struggling non-stop. The other party had a huge body with only a slender neck and a beast's head attached to it.

At this moment, the huge body had countless branches, which were inserted into the head of every sleeping passenger. At this moment, the huge body had countless branches, which were inserted into the head of every sleeping passenger.

The Dream Swollowing Demon was not afraid even when it was strangled by him. Instead, it struggled and roared in the man's hands.

"This disgusting tube was stuck in my head?" Hee Zheng stared in disgust at the nightmare in the man's hands, and touched his bright and clean forehead.

The man smirked at his actions, but his voice was still the same, "You didn't get stuck in the pipe."

Hee Zheng heaved a long sigh of relief.

Man: "He just opened his mouth and swallowed your head."

Hee Zheng, "..."

The color of Hee Zheng's face sauce turned into a dish, this kind of change in appearance made the man feel even better. So it turns out that the whole Gu is a very interesting thing.

"Boss, this Dream Swollowing Demon is a little strange." The black-armed Zu Zhichong held a yellow talisman in his hand and had been carefully observing the Nightmare Beast the entire time.

The man squinted his calm eyes, looked at Hee Zheng who looked like he was about to vomit lightly, and said: "Un, stained with Demonic Qi."

"Weird, a small Nightmare Beast can actually be infected with Demonic Qi." Zu Zhichong was a little doubtful, the movements of his hands were not the least bit slurred, both of his hands formed a seal, and he started chanting the incantation very quickly.

"The four great elites, the heaven and earth as a rule, the Myriad Gods Court Rites, and the Apostles of Thunder. The ghosts were scared, and the monsters forgot themselves. The Howling Wind Whip is a lightning that can use its intelligence to subdue all demon spirits. With a thunderclap, the heaven and earth shook, and it can turn the world upside down and shock the spirits and spirits! "

Zu Zhichong looked to be extremely unskilled, but who would have thought that after he chanted the chant, the struggling Nightmare Beast would suddenly tremble, the center of Zu Zhichong's palm released a bright light, and the lightning appeared to flash, causing Hee Zheng to be unable to open his eyes, and he turned his head away.

The Dream Swollowing Demon suddenly let out a mournful and unwilling howl, and after that, it was split into a puff of green smoke by the palm lightning, and disappeared without a trace.

By the time Hee Zheng felt that the lightning had gone past and opened his eyes, everything had returned to normal. It was unknown when the man had returned to his seat, but Zu Zhichong, who was sitting right next to him, was listening to the song with his earphones on.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you? Now that the plane is about to land, it is not safe for you to stand like this. " The air stewardess came over with a sweet smile.

Hee Zheng was startled, he realized that the surrounding people had all woken up, and the red-faced man in front was still complaining about how the plane was shaking so badly.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the man who was reading the magazine and then looked at Zu Zhichong who was playing the game. Both of their movements were normal.

"Sir, please return to your seat and fasten your seat belt."

Hee Zheng felt as though he was in a dream. He moved, and the pain on his neck was extremely intense.

As if he could feel's gaze, Zu Zhichong lifted his head from the game and tilted his head: "What's wrong handsome brother, what's the matter?"

Hee Zheng stared at his smooth neck. The pinky mark he pinched off Zu Zhichong's fair neck disappeared without a trace.

Hee Zheng pursed his lips into a straight line, as doubt filled his heart.

"Did something happen?"

"I just slept. Did something happen?" Zu Zhichong seriously replied him, using the corner of his eye to look at his boss.

Hee Zheng frowned, the flame in his heart was raging, he was about to explode, suddenly he thought that Zu Zhichong would call the man beside him boss. Hee Zheng turned his head and looked at the man.

"Hello." Was he dreaming? Hee Zheng's heart was filled with suspicions.

The man put down the magazine in his hand and tilted his head to look at him. He seemed to be asking if there was something on his mind.

When Hee Zheng saw the man's face, he remembered that Yue Yang had just said that his entire head was swallowed by that damned Dream Swollowing Demon. He felt disgusted, and after holding in for a long time, he turned his head back.

He didn't notice that when he turned his head away, a faint smile appeared on the handsome man's face.

Zu Zhichong saw that his entire body was covered in goosebumps. Good boy, this boss really has a perverted bad taste.

The plane seemed as calm as if nothing had really happened.