Linghu Lan couldn't help but feel a little worried for the guest, thinking he was about to be caught by the white-bearded old man. However, the guest showed an incredibly strong will to survive, jumping out of the handcart and onto the open ground next to him.
The moment he jumped, the entire blood slide collapsed. The white-bearded old man screamed as he was swept down the blood slide and plunged into a bottomless abyss.
Then came the sound of success, and the guest smoothly entered the next level.
Linghu Lan: "..."
Hmm, the customer was calmer than she was; she worried for nothing!
Linghu Lan stirred her consciousness and entered another dream, where she saw a guest circling around a door.
She opened the door, and a ghost appeared behind her. She quickly closed the door, thinking she had trapped the ghost.
As a result, the ghost swayed through the door and laughed loudly at her, "See, the door can't keep me out."
Linghu Lan couldn't help but facepalm. What was supposed to be a horror movie scene had instantly turned into a comedy scene.
If you have this dream, you're really chubby!
Seeing the ghost's embarrassed expression, the guest had no choice but to open the door again and escape. The ghost then passed right through the door again, saying, "Haha, the door can't keep me out."
The guest closed the door, and the ghost crawled through it.
The guest opened the door, and the ghost crawled through.
A door opens and closes, as if two people are playing hide-and-seek, but it never ends.
Linghu Lan wandered through the various dreams, watching with great interest.
It was so incredibly interesting! She almost instantly understood why Ji Liang, after acquiring these original dreams, was unwilling to modify them herself.
This is so damn funny!
They simply can't bear to make any changes, okay?
So all I can do is keep collecting and collecting.
It seems she'll have to keep collecting dreams from now on. That's a super cool job, a hundred times more interesting than being an emperor or empress.
Linghu Lan was so engrossed in the dream that she wanted to experience every single one of the dream scenarios.
Suddenly, an extremely loud voice shouted, "Here's your money! Answer my questions."
Linghu Lan instantly snapped out of her dream, her consciousness returning, her gaze fixed on the person who had spoken.
It's Mo Sheng'er again.
Linghu Lan was furious. "My lady, are you going to keep going against me?"
Where's my knife?
You'd be pretty happy to just chop this thing up with one stroke and it'd be dead, right?
#A dutiful system: Friendly reminder, the requirement for Ji Liang is that Mo Sheng'er is mistakenly killed; killing her directly does not count as mistaken killing.
Linghu Lan: ...Is it too late for me to change my name to Wu?
System: ...Are you happy with this little prank?
Linghu Lan: I'm so happy!
System: You have been muted for 24 hours. Please try calling the system again after 24 hours. #
Linghu Lan snapped out of her daze and coldly stared at the female lead in front of her, who was temporarily impossible to kill or eliminate.
Mo Sheng'er looked at Linghu Lan with a face full of resentment and panting heavily. She then lowered her head, put her hands on her hips, and breathed heavily. She had run here and was almost exhausted.
After catching her breath, she raised her eyes and glared at Linghu Lan with resentment, like a stubborn cockroach that could never be killed.
"I...I'm back!"
Mo Sheng'er's voice was loud, and her tone was stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat.
Linghu Lan should have been moved, but her gaze swept over Mo Sheng'er without any emotion. She stretched out her slender, fair finger and pointed to the sign at the door before indifferently looking down at the ornaments on the table.
If you're going to give up, do it gracefully. Don't just impress yourself while disgusting others.
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