Forced to follow the love line by the villain boss

After the tenth Golden Crow appeared, there was only burning white in the world.

It was so hot that even Feng Ye and Wu Jin, who were thousands of miles away, had to raise their arms to block their eyes and avoid the scorching flames.

Ten golden crows crowed on the edge of the sky, and the third thousand dreams were also annihilated under the scorching sun.

Everything in the dream, be it mountains, rivers, or those struggling and suffering in the doomsday, was frozen in front of Feng Ye's eyes, and then shattered.

The world that was real just now turned into countless fragments in an instant, and those blizzards and despair all disappeared in the fragments.

Feng Ye is intact, because he is not a phantom in a dream, and the collapse of the dream will not affect him.

As for Wujin... Feng Ye turned his head and looked at his side, but he could no longer find Wujin.

Wujin is also a person outside the dream, and should not be affected, but he disappeared at this moment.Feng Ye couldn't figure out Wujin's purpose for coming to this dream, and he didn't know where the other party went, but he didn't plan to focus on the other party now.

He looked at the surrounding environment. This was the last dream. After all the dreams were destroyed, logically speaking, he should wake up and return to the real world.

But after the dream collapsed, what Feng Ye saw was an empty white, this place is still not reality.Fragments of different sizes are floating in this white space, there are many, many, countless.

This is Mengze, the real Mengze.

All the gods in the heavens have their own territories, just like Feng Ye lives in the South China Sea to the south of the heavens, and Lord Mengze's territory is a large swamp in the northwest called Mengze.

Few people know what Mengze looks like.

Because the place is surrounded by a vast white mist all year round, it is impossible to spy on the situation inside from the outside.But if you want to enter it to find out, you can't get in.

The white mist obscured the vision and also blinded the senses. People who entered it couldn't see things clearly, and couldn't tell the direction. They turned around like headless flies, and finally left the white mist in a daze.

This white mist is a kind of enchantment-like barrier, and this kind of barrier is not uncommon. For example, the South China Sea where Feng Ye is located also has a similar barrier.Creatures from the outside world cannot reach Penglai Xiandao through the fog on the sea, only birds flying in the sky can, so there are no animals on Penglai Xiandao, only birds inhabit here.

But Mengze is not the same again, the white mist outside Mengze does not allow anyone to enter unless invited by the master.

And Meng Zejun is not a hospitable god, he is very mysterious, even the gods who are in the heavens, very few have really seen him.

Feng Ye belongs to the majority who have never seen it. He has only heard of such a god in charge of dreams in the Northwest Daze, but he has never actually seen Mr. Mengze.

This is also related to the fact that his residence is in the South China Sea, the distance between the two sides is too far, and they will not communicate on weekdays.However, the god who is adjacent to Mengze and located in the northwest has never seen Mr. Mengze, which is actually unreasonable.

Although most of the gods in the heavens are withdrawn and like to be alone, it is really rare for them to be so solitary that they have never even seen their neighbors face to face.

No matter how housebound the god is, he will not stay in his own territory all the time, there will always be times when he will go out and wander around.

But Mr. Mengze didn't go out, he never left Mengze.He has stayed in this big swamp surrounded by white mist all year round, not interacting with anyone or gods, like a lonely freak.

Feng Ye also didn't understand Jun Mengze's behavior, but he saw the inside of Mengze himself, and after seeing Jun Mengze's Three Thousand Dreams, he knew why the other party never left Mengze.

Mr. Mengze is not withdrawn, nor is he a nerd. On the contrary, he has gone to many, many places, and met many, many people during his tours.There is probably no one in the heaven who dares to see more and go far than him.

It's just that his travels don't take place in reality, he only travels in his dreams.

Meng Zejun is the god in charge of dreams. He himself is between the virtual and the real. In reality, his divine power will be greatly limited, and just like the creatures living on the seabed are not used to the thirst of the land, he I am also not used to the real world with heavy constraints.

Dreamland is his territory, and he also stays in dreams all year round.And Mengze is a transfer station between dreams and reality, or in other words, a connection point.

In the white mist is the passage to the dreamland, and also the gap between the virtual and the real that stores the three thousand dreamlands.Outside of Mengze, there is reality, and stepping into Mengze is to step into the space between reality and fiction.

In this white space called Mengze, three thousand dream realms reflecting different real worlds exist independently and parallel to each other.As for Mr. Mengze, he travels constantly in these three thousand dream realms on weekdays. Although his body has never left the heavenly dreamland, in fact, in the dream realm, he travels all over the world.

But now Feng Ye can't see even a single dream, he only sees countless fragments floating in the dream.

These are the fragments of the dream. The three thousand layers of the dream were shattered heavily by Tiandao Yi. After the dream collapsed, only fragments remained floating in the dream.

The original dream lake may be beautiful, and three thousand dreams with different scenes and humanities exist at the same time, gorgeous and colorful, but at this moment, this place has become a barren ruin.

Feng Ye was walking among the ruins. He wanted to find Mr. Mengze after waking up, but Mengze was too big, and he walked for a long time without seeing anyone.

Then he changed back to his original form, and the black dragon soared into the sky, and the whirlwind of the flapping wings rolled up the debris floating in place, like a diffuse dust.

Feng Ye kept flying forward, Meng Zezhong couldn't tell the direction, he just chose a direction at random.His luck was good. After flying for half an hour, he saw something other than fragments in the whiteness, which was a palace.

The vicissitudes of life are simple and majestic palaces.

The palace was floating in the air, and the pillars at the entrance were a hundred meters high. Even if Feng Ye was a prototype, he could pass under such a tall palace without hindrance.

But out of politeness, he changed back into a human form. He entered through the main entrance of the palace, passed through the winding corridors, and saw an open-air dance floor. On the dance floor were many graceful, delicate-looking women who were dancing .

Feng Ye glanced at the number, exactly three thousand dancers.

There is a saying in the world that there are three thousand beauties, which generally refers to the emperor's harem.

But this three thousand is just a general imaginary number, Feng Ye has never seen any emperor's harem really have as many as three thousand.

But Mr. Mengze has it. These dancers are not real harems. They are not real people, but just phantoms constructed by Mr. Mengze's divine power. Just like this palace, they are all illusioned by Mr. Mengze according to human imagination from.

Although he travels in different dream realms all year round, when he is tired from the journey, he always stops to rest.He built a residence for himself in Mengze. He is the master of the dream, just like the emperor in the world. The three thousand dream realms are all his territory.Then his residence should naturally have the grandeur of an emperor in the world, so there was this palace, and there were three thousand maids serving him in the palace.

After the dance floor, there is a throne standing on high steps.Feng Ye could probably imagine that when Mr. Meng Ze was tired from the journey and returned here, it would be convenient for him to sit on the throne on the high platform to rest. While resting, he could also watch these three thousand women dance in front of him.

Three thousand beauties dance only for him.

How comfortable.

But at this moment, three thousand beauties were dancing on the dance floor, Feng Ye looked up, but the throne on the high platform was empty.

Instead, on the steps below the throne, a man sat.

He has a handsome face, is dressed in a gorgeous robe, and has a majestic hair crown on his head. Whether it is clothing or demeanor, it shows his identity as the master of the palace.

But he didn't sit on the throne as usual, instead, he sat on the steps without any image, regardless of the cleanliness of his clothes.

Feng Ye walked to the dance floor. He passed among three thousand dancing girls. The dancing skirts of the girls brushed past his eyes. He was unmoved. He went straight to the steps and stood ten steps away. .

He looked at the man sitting on the steps, at the familiar face.He knew each other, and they had dealt with each other not long ago, and even almost fought each other.

But now they don't do anything anymore, because everything is over.

The man stared straight ahead, as if he was watching three thousand beauties performing dances for him, but if you looked carefully, you would find that his eyes were not focused.He didn't move, his pupils were expressionless, and he didn't respond to Feng Ye's arrival, like a sculpture that had lost its soul.

He's Meng... no, he's...

"Meng Zejun." Feng Ye called out the name.

Meng Xing's real name.

Meng Zejun finally moved. He raised his lower eyelids and looked up at Feng Ye.His eyes were like stagnant water without waves, he was neither surprised nor cared about Feng Ye's arrival.

He just replied lightly: "You are here."

He didn't resent Feng Ye. Although Feng Ye tried to kill Wen Rulan, he actually knew that what Feng Ye did was right, and he was the one who kept doing wrong.

The rules of life and death cannot be violated. As a god created by the Dao of Heaven, he is also very clear about the rules set by the Dao of Heaven to keep the world running.

But after all, he still couldn't help making a mistake, and he didn't correct his mistake, making the same mistake again and again.

Once upon a time, he never thought that he would have such a day, for a mortal to fight against heaven, even if his three thousand dream realms were defeated one by one, and his strength was getting weaker and weaker, he would not turn back.

Others may be blinded by illusions, but he is the master of dreams, and no illusions can deceive him or make him addicted. He is very clear about the boundary between fiction and reality.

He is obviously supposed to be traveling in a fantasy dream, but everything is not on his mind. It is Meng Ze-kun who is more awake than anyone else.

Thousands of years before he met Wen Rulan, he had always come here like this.

But everything seemed doomed, he, who was supposed to be the most sober person, became the least sober person.

The past was like a cloud of smoke, passing by one by one in front of his eyes, and amidst the scrolling memories, Meng Zejun spoke again: "Do you want to hear a story, Feng Ye?"

He didn't wait for Feng Ye's answer, and started talking on his own.

He didn't care about Feng Ye's arrival, nor did he care whether Feng Ye would listen or not, he just wanted to find someone to speak out.

After Wen Rulan's death, he had been alone for too long.

He has nothing to say.

Feng Ye didn't have time to answer, but he didn't interrupt the other party, he listened quietly, listening to Meng Zejun talking about how he fell in love with a mortal in the past.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-3001:41:20~2020-07-3101:53:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Bilu, Flying Bird and Fish, and Ningxiu;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: He is a fool, 20 bottles of Moranyue; 15 bottles of Xingyan Sujia-Yuheng; 10 bottles of Langhua and Dongfeng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!