There is one rule for survival in dreams: see through it but don’t tell it off.

Zheng Keshuang was forced into marriage by a man pretending to be a farmer. Wei Xiaobao had orchestrated this incident. Jiangnan had known about it for a long time, and so had the Dream Master hidden in the crowd. Until it happened, everyone pretended to be shocked.

"Where are you from the countryside? Get out of here, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

"Boy, don't be shameless. If you sleep with my sister, you have to take responsibility. Come back with us obediently and worship tonight. My family will give you two acres of land and a cow as a dowry, so it will be easier for you."

After receiving Chen Mu's danger warning, Jiang Nan also became cautious, but he couldn't help but his lively thoughts, and gloated from afar: "Haha! Prince Zheng is very discerning. I think this aunt is blessed with a prosperous husband.

Look."

"Ah! My little sister is so sweet. My family has thanked you. Do you want to have a wedding drink tonight?"

"Okay! I will give you a big red envelope when the time comes, and I wish you a happy marriage and a son soon."

Upon hearing this, the village woman thanked her repeatedly and lowered her head shyly.

Zheng Keshuang was so angry that he shouted: "Hit me, beat me hard, life or death."

The subordinates of the Zheng family have long been unable to bear it. Although their young master is incompetent, he is also a master who shares honor and disgrace. After receiving the order, they did not hesitate to draw their swords.

"Not bad, I have some backbone. I recognize this brother-in-law and I'm going to steal him."

The blood of both sides was high, and they rushed to kill each other, licking their swords and licking their swords. They started fighting fiercely. For a moment, the swords were flying and the hoes were flying, and neither side gave way. The swords were clanging and the sickles were coming and going. Clothes were shattered, and flesh and blood were flying everywhere. They were beaten violently.

So lively.

The two groups were fighting, and Jiang Nan was frightened and excited at the same time. He opened his teeth and shouted to cheer. Suddenly he saw an old man who was calm and superhuman, watching the scene with an unwavering face. He immediately thought that this must be the master of the Zheng family: Feng Porridge.

"Boss, can you beat that old man?"

"He is a dream master, but his specific realm is still unclear."

Jiang Nan's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Feng Xifan. Chen Mu stopped him and said, "Don't show any abnormality. As long as you don't have contact with him, he won't be able to judge your situation."

"Then how do you know he is a dream master?"

"I am a dream interpreter, so there is no need for contact with spiritual power exploration."

"So, boss, you are better than him?"

"This is the innate advantage of dream interpreters. In this dream world, the strength is distinguished by the level of force. It is essentially a contest of dream power, and the strongest is limited to hundreds of billions of dream powers. I don't know his specific dream power level.

It’s impossible to tell who is strong and who is weak.”

"We know that he is a Dream Realizer, but he doesn't know that we are time travellers. So we still have the advantage."

"You can think so."

"Hey, I have an idea."

With Chen Mu by his side, Jiang Nan had no consciousness of facing a life-and-death crisis. After finishing whispering to the man, he looked around the ground and found a stone. He picked it up and weighed it in his hand. It felt like it was just right.

"Mr. Zheng, look at the beating."

Hearing the scream, Zheng Keshuang, who was concentrating on it, subconsciously turned around, and a dark shadow quickly enlarged in his eyes, and he realized that he was being played. In a hurry, he raised his hand to resist, but someone stopped him first.

"Bitch, how dare you play tricks on me."

"How could this bad old man dare to stop this princess from doing justice for heaven?"

The person who blocked the stone was Feng Xiafan, who was guarding Zheng Keshuang. This played into Jiang Nan's hands. He immediately ignored Zheng Keshuang's reaction and threw all the large and small stones under his feet.

Chen Mu confirmed the identity of Feng Xifan's dream master, and Feng Xifan also doubted Jiang Nan's true background. He knew the original plot better than Jiang Nan, and could easily detect that the other party's behavior was very different. Being targeted by the other party in this way gave him an excuse to deal with it.

Of course, in order to hide his identity, Feng Xifeng used standard martial arts and internal strength. His movements were smooth and flowing. Not only did he easily block the rocks thrown by Jiangnan, but he also used the situation to deflect the rocks back.

"Holy shit, I'm done with it."

Seeing the crisis coming, Jiang Nan screamed and hid behind Chen Mu. Chen Mu was a little confused about Jiang Nan's intention, but when he saw the stones flying, he took out his scabbard and stopped them all.

"Master, he is bullying your disciple, mess with him."

"I, Feng Xifan, will teach the Ninth Prince some clever tricks."

Before Chen Mu could say anything, Feng Xifan had already taken the lead, shooting out magic flowers with a long sword and killing Chen Mu like it covered the sky and the sun.

Chen Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was alert and at the same time murderous: This is a good opportunity to seize the dream power.

Although it was his first time to face the dream master's murderous intention, Chen Mu did not feel any discomfort or timidity. Natural selection means that the weak eat the strong. When the dream master enters the dream world, most of them are hunting for dream power, so of course he will not be merciful.

The blade was unsheathed, and all force was used without reservation.

Ding--

The two swords collided, making a sharp clang and creating sparks. The two men's bodies crossed each other, and they each stepped back a few feet. Before they could stand firm, they kicked off their heels and continued to fight.

Chen Mu absorbed the memory of the Ninth Prince, and used his various abilities and instincts. He was erratic and moved like a ghost. He shuttled around the battlefield like a fish in water, making his opponents dizzy.

Feng Xifan's Da Zhui Feng Sword Technique is as powerful as a rainbow and as powerful as a sacred mountain descending into the world, suppressing gods, ghosts and demons.

The two of them fought and walked, the wind and sand rolled up wherever they passed, and beams and columns were broken. The light of swords and swords filled the air, and the sharp wind flowed across them, leaving deep and shallow marks everywhere on the ground, stone slabs, and walls.

Jiang Nan watched with fear, his eyes followed the two figures, and he shouted anxiously in his heart: Why haven't you won? Why haven't you won?

"Master Feng, save me."

While the battle was stalemate, Zheng Keshuang's cry suddenly rang out. It turned out that the farmer had captured him and was trying to carry him away by tapping his acupuncture points. Unfortunately, Feng Xifan and Chen Mu were jealous and had no energy to save him.

"Sister, thank you very much. We will hold the wedding in the afternoon and come over for a wedding banquet in the evening."

After capturing Zheng Keshuang, the fat woman was excited. She also knew that it was thanks to Chen Mu who had restrained Feng Xifan. After leaving the invitation, she picked up Zheng Keshuang and quickly evacuated.

"Master Feng, your young master has been kidnapped."

Force could not help. Jiang Nan wanted to disrupt Feng Xifan's mood with words. He put his hands together and shouted at Feng Xifan: "But don't worry, he just went to the wedding hall to get married. The bride is the black man."

Auntie, they will be very loving.

By the way, they said they wanted to destroy Zheng Keshuang's martial arts skills and tie him up with an iron chain to prevent him from escaping. Just like tying a dog, don't you think this is a bit too much?"

If it were the original Feng Xifan, of course he would not let Zheng Keshuang be humiliated, but now he is a dream master who dreams. Except for people who have come from the real world, he does not care about dream things. And here, his biggest desire is: to kill Yuan Meng.

Master, seize the power of dreams and improve your realm.

Another exchange of blows occurred, and after releasing a virtual sword, Feng Xifan suddenly abandoned Chen Mu and turned around to slash at Jiangnan at lightning speed. Chen Mu was slightly stunned. He did not expect that Feng Xifan's real target turned out to be Jiangnan, and he immediately chased and blocked him.

Jiang Nan was even more stunned when he saw the unstoppable knife suddenly killing him. He almost didn't react. He cursed three times in his heart and immediately squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

Feng Xifan's knife was as fast as lightning, piercing the clouds and splitting the air to hit Jiang Nan's head. Unexpectedly, the other party reacted like this. His eyes suddenly widened and his face twitched. The blade passed through the neck, but unfortunately it missed.

However, this doesn't matter.

What he didn't expect was that Jiang Nan, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly put out his feet. Under the inertia, his movements moved forward uncontrollably. In a hurry, in order to avoid falling, he subconsciously raised his legs to cross the obstacle.

"Pfft"

However, when he tried to avoid him, Chen Mu came at him with his long sword, piercing Feng Porridge's vest without hesitation.

"Close your eyes."

Jiang Nan yelled and was frightened. Chen Mu spun the hilt of the sword in his hand. No ordinary person could know that hundreds of millions of invisible and colorless mental powers penetrated into Feng Xifan's mind, destroying his dream power.

Deprived of life.

"Ninth Prince, what do you mean?"

After the death of the dream master, Feng Xiafan's original memory was no longer suppressed. The moment he regained consciousness, he found that he was seriously injured in the hands of Chen Mu. He, who was supposed to have no grudges with the Ninth Prince, was extremely puzzled and shocked and angry.

Chen Mu drew out his long sword and said expressionlessly: "The sword has no eyes. You asked for it. I won't kill you today, so let's go."

"Phew! So you're not dead yet!"

Jiang Nan, who had just been frightened by the dead man, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He secretly said that his mental quality was not enough. He was obviously prepared to see the dead man, but he still lost his temper when he actually faced it.

Feng Xifan sealed the blood flow and left bitterly. He didn't even fully understand what was going on. But Chen Mu didn't care anymore. It was already a huge surprise to receive a dream force sea. As for Feng Xifan, whose life and death were unpredictable, for him

It is no different from a fly in a dream.

"How's it going? You weren't frightened, were you?"

"Scared, why not scared? My heart is scared out of my chest. The three souls and seven souls haven't returned to their places yet."

Chen Mu smiled, pulled the woman up and praised him: "Thanks to your cleverness this time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to defeat him. But this is too risky, I won't do it again, you know?"

Jiang Nan raised his head in surprise: "Boss, why do you suddenly feel so gentle?"

"Am I usually very rough?"

Jiang Nan shook his head: "I'm usually pretty good, but I'm too rational to show any emotion."

Chen Mu frowned and did not answer. He knew it was because he was affected by his mood. The first time he hunted Menglihai was a second-grade Menglihai. This was more exciting than a beggar winning 100 million Tenglong coins.

Of course, with his current dream power level of less than five levels, he simply cannot absorb the tens of billions of dream power levels in the sea. He can only seal it with mental power first, and then slowly digest it when he has time.

Seeing that Chen Mu immediately returned to his usual appearance, Jiang Nan felt bored. He suddenly remembered Aunt Hei's invitation and said excitedly: "Boss, the inns in the city have been booked long ago. How about we go to the afternoon village to have a wedding banquet? We can stay here by the way.

night."

"You know the way?"

"This is not simple. Just ask the locals."

Chen Mu knew that his question was too stupid, so he immediately handed over the power of guiding the road to Jiang Nan and said casually: "You will be responsible for the rest of the trip."
To be continued...