Dragon: I am writing your destiny

Kazama Liuli frantically hit Yuan Zhisheng's back, baring her teeth and claws, revealing her fierce look.

Yuan Zhisheng's arms and ribs were broken one after another, and the once commanding emperor fell into the crimson stagnant water.

Someone pushed open the door of the basement, it was a girl with full makeup, it was her footsteps that distracted Yuan Zhisheng's attention, and gave Kazama Ruri a fatal chance.

The girl is wearing the costume of Concubine Yang in Kabuki "Concubine Yang", holding a sharp sword in her hand.Those sculptural girls also moved, and the peerless beauties in the history of Kabuki drew their sharp knives from the sleeves of their costumes.

They pounced on Yuan Zhisheng like a female ghost, and in an instant he was covered by all kinds of gorgeous sleeves.

Kazama Liuli backed away step by step, he no longer needed to do it himself, his puppets would drag Yuan Zhisheng to death in this nightmare.

This is Kazama Ruri's nightmare, everything here is distorted according to his will.

In his consciousness, these corpse puppets in costumes are all alive, they are all cute girls, singing and dancing endlessly in the fantasy kingdom.

He went crazy many years ago. For him, performances are not just performances. Every performance is a real life and death.

He laughed and cried on stage, and his heart was scarred.

Yuan Zhisheng gradually stopped struggling, and was dragged by those puppets to the center of the basement. Those slender and beautiful wrists held the knife up and down, and fountains of blood rose in the air.

The blood-soaked sleeves were raised and lowered, and he vaguely saw the light and shadow floating on the concrete wall in the gap, just like in a fantasy dream, Gu Chen's figure was blurred and clear.

Before this bloody and tragic scene, Kazama Liuli covered her face excitedly, making a strange sound like crying or laughing.

He couldn't explain why he was crying, it was clear that Yuan Zhinv's personality was dead, and he couldn't feel the pain of being betrayed by his relatives at all.

He couldn't explain why he was laughing, this ghost was separated from Yuan Zhinv's character, and he has stubbornly lived to this day for revenge.

Today he succeeded in revenge, and the meaning of his existence was lost.From now on, he is just a wandering ghost in this world.

He yelled nervously and staggered towards the exit.

Everything is over, he wants to leave here, and he wants to bury this dream in the deepest part of his heart forever.

And in the deepest part of this dream, the corpse puppets were killing his brother endlessly.

The 'Nightmare Tapir' is the most dangerous word spirit, because if someone believes that he died in the nightmare it created, then his consciousness will really die, and he will die in reality.

Kazama Liuli killed Yuan Zhisheng in his heart, because in the deepest part of his heart, Yuan Zhisheng turned out to be such a cowardly person-he used the ancient dragon fetal blood left to him by Tachibana Masamune, and carried a mysterious headquarters Teacher, but not with a murderous heart.

Turning back stairs one after another, Kazama Ruri ran frantically, like a frightened child.

The sound of those short knives rising and falling, and the sound of blood still lingering in his ears, he covered his ears, wanting to run out of the hell he created.

While running, he stopped, and there was a creaking door in front of him.

His eyes widened in horror, because there was the sound of rushing water coming from the door and the terrible sound of a knife entering and exiting a human body.

How could this be?He clearly ran through many floors and reached another door, but a bloody scene was also taking place in this door, who killed who here?

He stretched out trembling hands and pushed open the door. In the moldy equipment storage room, in the middle of the cast iron bathtub, blood-red water overflowed and splashed. The stunning women pressed the dying man in the bathtub like ghosts. The hideous short knife swung up and down again.

The young man was wearing a long black trench coat, and his delicate hands were weakly exposed to the air. It was impossible for Kazama Liuli to recognize that hand, which had been pulling him across the ridge of the terraced fields for so many years.

He actually came back here again, watching his corpse puppets kill his brother.

Unspeakable fear seized him, he turned around and wanted to run away again, but he couldn't move forward, before him were forked stairs, going in different directions, each staircase was cement-colored, each staircase was Back to the zigzag twists and turns.

How could his own dream have become like this?Over the years, he has had this dream countless times, and he already knows every plant and tree in this dream like the back of his hand. This is basically the Shikatori town in his memory.

But now, the town was twisting into a giant maze, and he stood in the deepest part of it.

He rushed in a certain direction, panting and running wildly, but after turning an unknown number of turns, he returned to the door again.

He turned around and ran away, he had lost his soul, like a bereaved dog, but he always met these babbling doors, and there was a crushing sound of killing from the door.

Yes, behind every door in this world, there is a drama of killing, and the person who was killed was his brother.

He covered his ears and let out a piercing cry, but no one answered him.

He suddenly remembered that when he was very young, he and his elder brother lived in his adoptive father's house. Yuan Zhisheng liked to secretly turn on the light to read at night, and in order to save electricity, his adoptive father always turned off the switch in their house. There is no window in this room, so every time Yuan Zhinv wakes up from the nightmare, what she faces is boundless darkness.

He felt that there were man-eating monsters hidden in every corner of the darkness, and he was trembling with fear. At this moment, only the sound of his brother's breathing could make him realize that he was still in the world.He pricked up his ears to listen to Yuan Zhisheng's breathing, and it took a long time before he could settle down and fall asleep.

He has been the kind of sentimental boy since he was a child, and he feels that he will be abandoned by the world at any time, and the only one who will not abandon him is his elder brother.

Now his childhood fears have been fulfilled, the world has abandoned him, he is trapped in his own dream, and his brother has stopped breathing in the siege of corpse puppets.

He suddenly realized what a terrible thing he had done, and now there was finally no one to accompany him in this world.

He broke through the door like a madman, howled and tore the corpse puppets away from the bathtub, plunged into the bloody water, and hugged his already cold brother tightly in his arms.

Yuan Zhisheng's body was full of blood holes, but there was no blood seeping from those wounds, he looked so pale, yet so peaceful.

Kazama Liuli leaned close to her brother's chest to listen, and there was such a silence in his chest that he suddenly remembered that it turned out that he had pierced that heart.

No one in this world can dispel his fear anymore, he frantically shook Yuan Zhisheng, screaming, and the corpse puppets wandered around him, staring at him.

The little boy who was imprisoned in the depths of his body began to cry, and the dual expressions of a child and a ghost switched rapidly on his face.

He understood that he was not trapped in his own dream, but in Yuan Zhisheng's dream.

The small town of Shikatori, which only existed in memory, had imprisoned his and his brother's souls. He hadn't been able to leave the town for so many years, and neither had Yuan Zhisheng.

The nightmares of the two brothers are so similar, the 'Nightmare' connects their consciousness and merges the two nightmares together, Yuan Zhisheng walked into his dream, and he also walked into Yuan Zhisheng's dream inside.

In his nightmare, he has been wandering in the small town of Shikatori on rainy nights, waiting for his brother to come back, and eager to avenge him. Extremely distorted emotions split his personality, and two almost completely independent personalities coexisted in one body.

And Yuan Zhisheng's nightmare happened repeatedly in this deep basement, where he killed his own brother, and never got out again.

No matter how many times he fled, he would still go back to the basement where he killed his brother, lie silently in the bathtub, and imagine if he was the one who died that night.

In his short life, he lived in the pain of killing his brother.

Now it was Kazama Ruri's turn to be trapped in this nightmare, and he realized how terrible and sad his brother's nightmare was.

For so many years, Kazama Ruri has been living between two personalities, Yuan Zhinv's personality yearns for a reunion with her brother, Kazama Ruri's personality longs for revenge, and finally Kazama Ruri completely controls this body, will Yuan Zhinv was imprisoned in the deepest part of her heart and completed her revenge.

But now, Kazama Ruri felt that she couldn't hold back the boy in her heart.

He cried so desperately, the rich blood rose from the bottom of his heart to his throat with a piercing pain, he coughed up blood, and burst into tears uncontrollably at the same time.