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Chapter 1,721 Devouring Dreams is a Dream(1/2)

Daze Mountain, inside Zuimenglou.

At this time, it was still a dark scene here.

Zhang Han, who woke up from his dream, encountered a major crisis before he could inquire about the surrounding situation - Luowang Tianzi first covered the sun.

"Ha, we meet again, General Zhang Han." Zhan Ricao said hello in a deliberately changed voice.

Although he was feeling uneasy in his heart, Zhang Han still had to maintain his composure on the surface. He chuckled and taunted, "The killer of Luowang Tianzhi, you still need to rely on the power of Thousand Spiders Devouring Dreams to deal with me?"

"It's really flattering!"

Thousand Spiders Devouring Dreams, that is, the incense that was burned before, is the unique poison of the snare, which can make people fall into dreams and be unable to extricate themselves.

If the poisoned person dies in the dream, he will also die in reality.

The production process of Thousand Spiders Devouring Dream is extremely complex, which requires raising poisonous flowers, gathering poisonous butterflies, catching butterflies with poisonous spiders, eating poisonous lizards, swallowing lizards with poisonous snakes, extracting snake venom, soaking poisonous flowers, grinding poisonous flowers into powder, and making poisonous powder.

It's a series of troublesome steps. If there is a problem in any step, you have to start from the beginning.

In terms of the level of trouble, it is almost comparable to that of Zhen Yu Qianye.

Of course, its effect is worthy of such a complicated process, and it is an excellent help for the snare killer to carry out assassination missions.

The output is too small, and only the most important targets are worthy of using this magic weapon.

Regarding Zhang Han's sarcasm, Zhan Ri did not take it seriously and was not in a hurry to act. He responded calmly:

"It seems that General Zhang Han has misunderstood the killer."

"A killer is not a swordsman. He never seeks a so-called head-on confrontation. A so-called fair fight. Only the death of the target is what we pursue at all costs."

The reason why Thousand Spider Devouring Meng was specifically used was naturally to ensure that Zhang Han would be killed this time.

At the same time, it is also to avoid leaving any evidence clearly pointing to the trap.

People who suffer from the dream of being bitten by a thousand spiders will eventually die silently in their sleep, without alerting anyone or causing unnecessary trouble, and without leaving any traces.

Of course, this kind of death will point to Thousand Spiders Devouring Meng, but... it can't be said that the death is silent and can completely cover Qian Spiders Devouring Meng.

There are many other possibilities: Zhao Gao is a master of non-stick pans and has his own way of throwing the pan away.

"Do you regard me as a target?" Zhang Han couldn't help but question after hearing this, with obvious displeasure in his tone.

Zhan Ri dared to speak so clearly, it was clear that he was convinced.

Zhan Ri ignored Zhang Han's deliberate display of dissatisfaction and responded calmly, "We could have worked for the same goal, but unfortunately, you went astray."

"Common goal?" Zhang Han asked with deep meaning in his eyes, "You mean that everything Luo Wang did was for the empire? Including assassinating Young Master Fusu and His Majesty the Emperor?"

"Ha!" Zhanri laughed contemptuously, "It seems you misunderstood."

"We have only one common goal, and that is power!"

"The history of the snare is much longer than that of the empire. We chose the empire instead of being loyal to the empire."

"Thank you for being so outspoken. Maybe His Majesty the Emperor is willing to hear about your ambitious goals." Zhang Han responded with a sneer.

Zhanri replied meaningfully, "You don't know much about your emperor... Of course, this is a secret."

"You are willing to share such a secret with me. It seems that I am bound to die?" Zhang Han stared at the mask covering the sun and joked to himself with a smile.

Zhan Ri admitted this point unceremoniously, "Of course, this is the best way to keep a secret."

"Then...let's do it!" Zhang Han shouted, and then took the lead.

Of course, as long as he still had a choice, he would not choose to fight with bare hands or cover the sun.

So what he did was actually drop a smoke bomb he carried with him, then turn over, break the window and jump out.

It was a perfect escape route, but Hidden Sun just watched it without any intention of stopping it.

Zhang Han rolled out of the window and landed neatly, but found that he had not come outside the building at all, but... was still in the previous house, and it was a house that had been flipped ninety degrees.

He walked where the door should have been, with ceiling and floor on both sides, but windows above his head.

The moonlight shines straight down the window, reflecting layers of shadows.

Looking at the tables and furniture standing on the floor at a 90-degree angle, Zhang Han was absolutely sure that he had indeed fallen into a dream and had nowhere to escape.

The sound of covering up the sun sounded at this moment, raising the question raised before:

"If a person is killed in his sleep, will he never wake up?"

"Has General Zhang Han figured it out?"

Along with the sound, the projection of the Sun-Concealing Sword appeared in front of Zhang Han... let's call it the wall.

He looked back and saw the figure hiding from the sun.

The other party was still standing on the floor, at a ninety-degree angle to him.

Such a magical scene, anyone who sees it will feel like they are dreaming.

Zhang Han knew this very well, but he couldn't just give up. He grunted and plunged into the window not far in front of him that was also turned 90 degrees.

After his body broke through the window paper, Zhang Han immediately felt something was wrong.

He was obviously jumping from one flat ground to another, but after passing through the window, he suddenly felt weightless.

He seemed to have jumped off a cliff.

Seeing that he was about to land, Zhang Han exerted force on his waist and abdomen, flipped around and landed smoothly.

When he stood up firmly, his eyes widened a lot.

He was still in the room from the beginning, but this time, it was rotated 180 degrees.

At this time, he was standing where the ceiling was, with his head touching the floor.

Not far in front of him, there was the sun that had not moved a step, but the two of them seemed to be standing upside down.

Looking at Zhang Han who was "back to the starting point", Zhanri seemed to remind him kindly, "This is just a futile attempt."

Zhang Han forced himself to calm down and responded with a smile, "You can't go wrong if you try it."

At this moment, a sharp hissing sound suddenly came from the window, and a blur of light and shadow continued to climb along the window paper, and finally exploded in the sky.

In the standard sense, this thing is a firework, but when it appears in Daze Mountain today, it can only be a signal flare.

Someone, or some organization, is sending a warning signal nearby.

Although there was only a blur of light through the window, Hidden Sun immediately judged that it was an emergency signal from the Shadow Guard.

It's not that he recognized it, it's just a guess.

There are Wang Li's armor-piercing soldiers around here. Except for forces from the imperial camp like the Shadow Guards, no one dares to send a signal here.

Faced with this unexpected situation, Zhanri was not panicked. Instead, he was a little happy, "I didn't expect you to leave a surprise for me."

"It's just a trivial habit. When I act alone, I always leave an alarm in advance. If I don't cancel it in time, the alarm will be automatically triggered and a warning will be sent to all Shadow Secret Guards." Zhang Han replied calmly.

"That's great!" Zhanri's tone already had an obvious smile, "Your good habit has helped me a lot. You used yourself as a bait to lead your secret guards into my death trap.

inside."

"Just in time, we can catch them all in one go."

Since Zhang Han needs to be eliminated, he must not let go of the secret guards who were brought to Dongjun, and make sure not to leave any of them behind.

Zhang Han's warning really helped Zhiri a lot - of course, this was because Zhiri was absolutely sure of swallowing up Zhang Han's secret guards.

Otherwise, it is not helping, but causing trouble.

Zhang Han didn't know whether Zhanri was confident of dealing with his own secret guards before, but judging from his current performance, it was obvious that he was well prepared.

This made Zhang Han's heart sink even more.

He is not only worried about himself, but also worried about his subordinates.

But at this time, he could only express his most sincere blessings to the situation outside and pray that they would be safe.

"The Shadow Guard is born to be with death!"

After saying a harsh word to express his attitude, Zhang Han took action first and launched an attack.

He said before that if he had a choice, he would definitely not choose to fight Zhanri.

But now, he has no choice.

If you can't escape, you have to face it.

Since we have to face it, we might as well seize the opportunity.

Zhang Han dodged and ran behind Zhan Ri, raised his arm and threw it at the back of his neck.

Zhan Ri turned around and retreated in time, dodging Zhang Han's arm, and was about to strike back with his sword.

Zhang Han knew in his heart that he could never let him draw his sword, so he moved forward and raised his hand to touch Zhan Ri's sword-holding hand, forcing him to suppress it and prevent him from drawing his sword.

Zhan Ri couldn't struggle to get away, so he immediately swung his left arm holding the scabbard and smashed the scabbard into Zhang Han's head.

Zhang Han quickly raised his other arm and grabbed the scabbard of the sun-covering sword.

Two people, with four hands, were in a stalemate against each other, neither giving way to the other.
To be continued...
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