Chapter 194 I am your ancestor

Ye Qinghan had many dreams, but in fact, he had been dreaming after entering this ghost place.

At first, when he was sucked in by the white fog black hole in Luoshen Mountain, his body was seriously injured, which almost caused him to die directly. Fortunately, the magical airflow from the bronze ring on his left ring finger was constantly sucking his life and constantly treating his injuries. However, his body was extremely weak in those days, so he often fell asleep and often dreamed.

His injuries have healed a lot these days. He can basically sit up and move a few steps by chance. But he is still dreaming.

These dreams are sweet, sad, angry, and fearful... All kinds of dreams are constantly enveloped him and are constantly circling in his mind.

He dreamed that his sister was rescued, and Ye Qingyu's soft and weak figure appeared in front of him, calling "Brother" affectionately.

He dreamed that he and Yue Qingcheng had a bridal chamber, and Yue Qingcheng's graceful waist kept swaying and swaying on him.

He dreamed that Xue Wuhen had already dreamed of, and Xue Wuhen told him with a smile that he was living a good life now, and that he would definitely make himself not live well.

He dreamed of Ye Tianlong, and Ye Tianlong told him that his father did not die in an accident, but was killed by someone.

Various dreams filled his mind. At first, it became illusory, and then it gradually became real, and everything seemed to be real.

The sweet dream made him intoxicated and refused to wake up. The sad dream made him heartbroken and inexplicably developed a mentality of not wanting to live alone. The angry dream filled his heart with endless murderous intent, and he wanted to tear everything in front of him. The feared dream made him dare not open his eyes and dare not believe that this is true. He would rather stay in his dream forever and never wake up again...

Many times, he almost intoxicated in his dream, committed suicide in his dream, almost lost his mind, and almost never woke up again. But every time at the most dangerous time, the bronze ring would release a cool airflow in time, which made him wake up immediately, sweating and shocked.

He knew that this was not a dream, it was the psychedelic realm of Luoshen Mountain. The first level of Luoshen Mountain, the psychedelic realm, which could make people die unconsciously and madly.

However, this kind of dream is not avoided. Every once in a while, he will automatically enter a dream, a dream that looks like a real dream, and this dream seems to have an invisible magic that makes him involuntarily fall into it and immerse himself in it.

He didn't know what to do, he didn't know what to do, he would suddenly die in his dream that day...

Until one morning.

On that day, as usual, he practiced the battle energy for a while, and walked a few steps on the spot to move his body. He did not dare to go far because there was a faint white mist everywhere, and he didn't know where there was danger or where there was a dead end.

Then he took out the few dry food and fresh water from his arms and ate a little. There was not much fresh water and fresh food. In the past few days, he also endured to eat a little bit every day to maintain the nutrients necessary for his body. He didn't know how many days he could last, and he didn't know if he would starve to death in Luoshen Mountain after eating fresh water and fresh food that day, and maybe he would die in his dream that day.

Just when he was confused and felt extremely sad, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"You're Ye Qinghan?"

The sudden sound made Ye Qinghan's body tremble, and he watched around with confusion for a while, and then grabbed his head, feeling a little confused. It seemed that today's illusion was activated a little early. In the past, it usually took an hour to start.

So he shook his head, continued to sit cross-legged on the ground and prepare to continue practicing for a while.

"You're Ye Qinghan?"

The sound rang again, making Ye Qinghan a little impatient. He thought that this illusion was special. There was no figure, but an inexplicable voice appeared, and he asked twice stupidly. So he sighed and said, "My master, I am Ye Qinghan, who are you?"

The voice paused for a moment and came again: "I am your ancestor!"

Damn! Ye Qinghan stood up and was angry. You said that this psychedelic realm of Luoshen Mountain is like this. Every time I change my style, I pretended to be his ancestor this time, so he counterattacked without hesitation: "You guys, I am your ancestor..."

"I am really your ancestor Ye Ruoshui!"

"Get out of here, I am your ancestor. Ye Ruoshui? Who are you lying to? Ye Ruoshui has been dead for hundreds of years. The idiotic illusion world has actually created such an idiotic illusion world this time, without any depth! Change it."

"Uh... how do you explain it to you? Let's say that, in fact, you are not in an illusion now. I am really Ye Ruoshui, I am not dead, and I am sending you a real message to you now. This is really not an illusion!"

"Okay, this is not an illusion, you are Ye Ruoshui, you are not dead, you are resurrected... If you say this, ghosts believe it..."

"Okay, you don't believe it, so I'm going to talk to you in detail when you've experienced the illusion that I'll go through later!"

The sound suddenly stopped, coming gently and leaving silently, as if it had never been.

Ye Qinghan also felt a little confused. After sitting for a while, the rest of the inexplicable situation did not happen.

He then felt a little suspicious. Could it be that it wasn't an illusion just now? But this idea was immediately rejected by him. Ye Ruoshui knew that the famous patriarch of the Ye family, who had been in the five hundred years, summoned a holy beast like him. But... a person who had been in the five hundred years jumped out at this time. If you want others to believe that he was really talking, unless he was a ghost or a god.

In half an hour, the first illusion of the day came as promised. The white mist in the sky slowly faded away. The scenes around slowly turned into the plot of the wild mountains. Behind him, a group of fire wolves kept rushing towards him, and five masked men in black were slowly appearing in front. Under the invisible influence in the scene, Ye Qinghan's eyes gradually turned blood red, and his whole body exuded a cruel and bloodthirsty aura. He took out the **** in his hand and walked slowly towards the five people in front...

Half an hour later, the ground was filled with countless wolf corpses and the bodies of five men in black. The bodies of the wolf corpses and men in black began to fade slowly, and countless flowers, plants and trees nearby began to slowly disappear, and white mist slowly enveloped the space.

But Ye Qinghan still had red eyes and kept assassinating and slashing, as if he didn't know how tired he was. Perhaps, he would stop when he had no strength to wave the **** in his hand, but at that moment he might really die...

The psychedelic realm seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and the white fog in the sky seems to be getting thicker and thicker...
Chapter completed!