Senior sister, stop brainwashing me, I can understand your thoughts.

[Host, please calm down, be careful of Le Zhengyan’s red eyes]

[I counted, Le Zhengyan killed himself 111 times, killed you 99 times, killed members of the Lezheng family 94 times, killed Feng Changliu 94 times, killed me 79 times, and killed Feng Yuzhe 74 times, killed Ye Zhiwei 23 times, killed Liang Xuan 23 times, killed Jiufang Qingyao 2 times]

[If he is really jealous, he will be careful to treat you as a monster in the dream when he comes out later, then we have to strike first]

"Okay, okay." Lu Xingyan replied perfunctorily, his eyes falling on Le Zhengyan as he fell into another dream.

These six hundred passes.

Le Zhengyan entered with his sword, and the surrounding environment turned into Xiaoyao Peak.

I saw a stone table placed next to the cave that was blown up in Xiaoyao Peak.

Meng Xingyan was sitting on the stone bench. She noticed him, raised the corners of her lips, and waved to him with a gentle smile: "Junior brother, come here and pour tea."

[Fuck, host, this one looks most like you]

[She looks quite like me] Lu Xingyan nodded in confirmation.

Through Le Zhengyan, every time he kills, he explains the shortcomings of the dream to Dream Dream.

Dream Dream is like an AI, disguised things and people, fed with various data, have become closer and closer to themselves.

[However, no matter how similar this looks, it can’t deceive the little villain. Although I hate to admit it, the little villain can read our minds]

The sixth system gloated.

"Maybe." Lu Xingyan lowered his eyes and took a sip of the spiritual tea.

In the dream, Meng Xingyan saw Le Zhengyan standing far away without making any move.

She put down the teacup gently, looked at Le Zhengyan with concern and asked, "Junior brother, you don't look good. Are you feeling unwell?"

But he began to say in his heart: "Lao Liu, look at this little villain, although I am not really good to him, but I do a good job on the surface. Now he is not even willing to pour me tea."

The mechanical voice sounded from Lao Liu in the dream, and he quickly replied: "Host, I just said that this little villain has a dark heart, and we have to replace him."

Meng Laoliu: "We will let him die unexpectedly, and then replace you with a 188-year-old strong milk dog, wolf dog and double swordsman."

Lao Liu System: [Damn, I still have my voice, it’s worthy of the 600th mark! ]

Lu Xingyan held his chin and watched Le Zhengyan's reaction in the dream with interest: "This is still fun, the previous five hundred levels are too inferior."

"Is this tea?" Le Zheng said with a smile, sheathed his sword and walked over.

[No, host, the little villain was deceived! ]

Lao Liu System exclaimed.

[If he is stuck at this level and fails to pass it, the rewards from the previous five hundred levels will be taken back by the Fantasy Fairy Tree. Wouldn’t that be in vain]

As the footsteps approached, Le Zhengyan raised his hand, and thunder appeared in his palm: "I have tolerated you for hundreds of times, why are you pretending to be my senior sister and you are addicted?"

"Junior brother, what are you talking about?" Meng Xingyan looked down.

He called Meng Laoliu in his heart: "Lao Liu, go check and see if he has been wild outside for a few days and has lost his mind. He is talking nonsense."

Meng Laoliu: "I received the host, please wait for me for a minute."

"Ha, still pretending." Le Zhengyan sneered, raised his hand and waved a purple thunderbolt, which landed on the ruins of the collapsed cave.

A ball of purple mist exploded directly from it.

Meng Xingyan's figure dispersed with the wind, and the purple mist turned into fog claws, floating in the air and going crazy: "It's impossible, it's impossible, how could you break through my such a sophisticated dream."

"I obviously learned so much, I shouldn't." Dreamling bumped against the stone table, puzzled.

"Not everyone can pretend to be my senior sister. No matter how much you pretend to look like you, it won't be her." Le Zhengyan pointed the lightning in his palm at it: "Hurry up and bring me something."