This situation...is really the first time!

"But it's not a big problem." Gu Shen said seriously: "I am not personally involved in the disaster. I am just taking a peek at the content of the dream... There won't be any big sequelae."

Because he followed the guidance of the cross pendant.

The confusion between reality and falsehood disappears as quickly as it comes.

Gu Shen quickly returned to normal.

This kind of rootless spiritual curse cannot be endless, and it cannot always stick to him. However, because he has shared part of the curse by spying on the black dream this time, Zhong Yuan's pressure should be reduced.

"I still want to thank you for this."

Zhong Yuan said in a deep voice: "Your mental power is indeed amazing... Brother Gu, you are not an ordinary transcendent, right?"

Gu Shen smiled and said nothing.

He poured another cup of tea and motioned Zhong Yuan to sit down, "I am very interested in what happened in the Dolu River disaster... This time I restarted the mission, actually to find the [Gate]. Have you ever thought about [Gate]?

】Maybe it’s in the snowy mountains?”

"My experience and this dream were reported to the legion commander as soon as possible."

Zhong Yuan shook his head and said in a low voice: "The survey corps later sent people to that snow mountain...except for me, no one was abnormal. After they came back, they did not have similar 'illusions'."

Gu Shen raised his eyebrows.

This is interesting... Is this a "spiritual curse" specifically targeted at Zhong Yuan?

Or did he accidentally touch something while climbing the mountain, which caused this mirror dream to happen?

"Where is Mu Wanqiu? What's the content of her dream?" Gu Shen became interested and continued to ask.

"Xiaoqiu..."

Zhong Yuan paused, a little embarrassed: "She refused Lu Zhe to dream and refused to be hypnotized... You should know that in this case, we must respect the opinions of the person involved, and..."

Gu Shen understood when he heard this, and changed his mind and continued: "Moreover, the mental power of the person involved is strong enough. Without permission, even the captain of the first team will not be able to sleep smoothly."

"Yes." Zhong Yuan sighed softly, "I don't know what she saw. Why should she refuse others to dream?"

Mental state is not good.

It is the best thing to have a reliable spiritual transcendent who is stronger than yourself and is willing to enter dreams for treatment.

In the entire Beizhou, there are few people who are more suitable than Lu Zhe.

But Mu Wanqiu refused and sternly opposed it... She chose to fight the "nightmare" alone, which was actually something Zhong Yuan could not understand.

There was a "clang" sound.

Gu Shen put down the tea cup.

Zhong Yuan was slightly startled, "Brother Gu... what are you doing?"

"Mu Wanqiu is upstairs, right?" Gu Shen said, "I'm going to visit her."

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Long night.

The endless night.

The river was surging with angry waves. Standing on the broken rolling log, Mu Wanqiu looked up and could not see the end of the river. She could only see endless darkness and infinite depth.

Behind her, there was a huge white ghost floating in the air.

Wearing a high crown and billowing robe, his face is pale and his lips are bright red.

This is the S-class ability that the Survey Corps has devoted all its efforts to cultivate, [Judge]... This ghost figure spread its arms across Mu Wanqiu's back, like a huge mast, in the roaring waves, doing its best to fight with the river

confrontation.

[Judge] His fangs are intertwined and he stares into the distance.

This lonely boat struggled to cross the raging waves, desperately crashing into the end of the long night.

In Mu Wanqiu's hand, she held a black writing brush that was as tall as a person. She used the brush as a paddle to stir up her spirit and want to fight against the rapids!

It's a pity that this big river is darker than all the ink in the world.

No matter how she writes or draws, it's all in vain...

In this darkness, moving forward and retreating seems meaningless.

I don’t know how long the struggle lasted, but the darkness did not dissipate, but instead became more intense.

Mu Wanqiu stared intently at the vague outline emerging in the dark night.

That is the uppermost reaches of the "big river".

At the end of this nightmare of endless darkness, stands a dark and gloomy tall throne.

At the foot of the throne, in the middle of the river, stood a tenacious stone.

There are two words written on it.

"The River Styx."

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Chapter completed!