Chapter 367 NO.130 Are you cafe or coffee?

Barmon X: [I might have to report to you]

Moon Chi symbol: [What's the matter?]

Barmon X: [Omer Linton was poisoned by food and was sent to the hospital]

Moon Chi symbol: [?]

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The same information is also transmitted in the information network that symbolizes the home.

As for the subtlety of a certain person playing table tennis, the subtlety of receiving information with an old lady who drank tea, and whether he would tell his granddaughter at the center of the scandal, it was another matter.

It is certain that a super-light particle lady has tweeted on Umastagram to lament the magic of Guipi Jun, and the dark skyscrapers that Aite has linked to each other to comment on this.

It is destined to be forwarded among many big names with many fans.

The doctor next to her was also looking at him, then looked at the tablet in his hand and said, "It seems that there is nothing wrong with it, and the value is also very stable."

He remembered it.

Manchester City Tea House was looking at him and tilted his head: "…Trainer? Are you taking a break from sleep too?"

He was drowned in it, and in that suffocating feeling, there were even more indescribable negative feelings emerging one after another.

"Mr. Linton, are you okay?" a somewhat strange girl with brown hair and blue eyes was also asking.

Even if it is not interfered with by source energy and instruments, the dream itself seems to have traces to follow.

The young man instinctively reached the third stage, but his condition was not ideal.

"Wake up!"

"?"

It might be possible if it were reality, but in dreams, blocking spiritual contact is obviously a precise technical activity.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a group of people looking at me.

"You have become a horse racing girl...Oh!" Suzi said sinisterly, and then Omo raised his hand and slapped it.

The strange prefix is ​​like a living body.

The girl with three-headed body looks like a monster doll dressed in a tutu, but she has a body shape dozens of meters tall. Although she tried hard to pretend to be fierce and hideous, she only looked cute.

Sublimators with the foundation of source energy practice should be more likely than ordinary people to break free from subconscious dormancy.

But it seems that a large piece of memory is missing and cannot be recalled, only deep depression is pressing on my heart.

There were also several screens showing breathtaking competitions. The confrontation between brown and three colors seemed to be a very distant thing, which made him feel a little nostalgic, but a little confused.

I remembered who I am and the memories I lacked, but white spots appeared in front of his eyes and auditory hallucinations began to ring in his ears.

What are you doing? Is anyone invading our world?

The noisy universe, the dizzy universe, Aomo gave up thinking like a driftwood, rising and falling in the dark liquid, but soon felt a ray of coldness coming from his forehead.

Literally, it swept everything.

Are you a living body or a building?

He was serious, but he also heard the whistle of countless vehicles and even shouted from the crowd:

Then come to realize who you are.

It is meaningless to run away. Passers-by who don’t stay stunned know that they are shouting and running, but they will still be swallowed up by the dark waves.

There was still an invisible figure standing above my head, holding a loudspeaker and shouting something.

There are many things I can't remember, but there seems to be something more that should be remembered immediately at this moment.

Dreams are things that are full of imagination.

Not only the size difference, but also the distance between them.

There are countless buildings around, like a steel forest that can temporarily hide sunlight. Under the shadow, there are only a few advertisements and broadcasts on the large screen as light sources.

And in the bustling traffic, the young man just stood there.

These three stages depend on the room for spiritual struggle.

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Dreams without being interfered with by source energy and instruments can even become inspiration for creators.

"You guys talk to the patient, and call me if you have any questions."

It was like recording the running scene of Li Honghai Ma Niang, with the pilot warm-up below marked.

Capturing him with the dark whole.

He looked at the road in front of him and could fully recognize that it was a necessary section from home to middle school, and it was also a section he didn't like very much.

But at the same time, dreams are also something that reflects reality.

"Ha! Haha~haha~haha!! No gang and no gang! This is my latest masterpiece of Doctor Super Speed! Teaton! (Caton)"

As the saying goes, there is something to think about the day and dream about the night, perhaps it refers to this familiar neighborhood.

Under the light source, there are traffic.

After saying that, he walked out of the ward, and was greeted by a black-haired young man at the door: "Doctor, payment matter..." "Oh, you can go with me too."

"Make up for sleep?" He was stunned.

The young man turned around when he heard this, looked in the direction of the sounds, and saw the shadow that was far larger than the tall building.

From realizing that you are dreaming.

That's Coffee.

The huge girl fell directly to the ground, but did not cause obvious tremor to the ground, because she broke into a dark ocean—

At night, the milky white in front was swallowed up by the darkness, just like a flower in coffee, but it actually originated from the wisp of white on the forehead of the huge girl.

It caused him a split headache and he just wanted to close his eyes and close his hearing.

It's like being in the stars, and there are people singing in the universe.

"Are you?" Omo was a little confused about who this was.

Finally, there is a completely awake lucid dream.

But the huge girl, who was hundreds of meters away, seemed to hear this sentence, turned her head and looked dark golden eyes, and was stunned.

But no matter what you are yelling, it is not as straightforward as the huge girl with thick dark circles, but also loud:

“…Ca-ton…”

"..." The crowd seemed to be still for a moment.

It was like a drug hidden under the sugar coating, and it was so uncomfortable that it was lured into the moment it was touched.

Standing at a crossroads in a daze, the young man vaguely felt that he was dreaming.

evil……

So these nightmarish auditory hallucinations are always inevitable, and there are also some suspected familiar shouts:

"Wake up!"

It's like a scene of monsters raging, with cherry-colored bangs floating in the background.

He didn't run away, either, because he smelled the familiar scent.

"It's actually a crazy evil beast from Doctor Super Light! Where is Carrotman!?"

"Hey hey hey!!!" Someone seemed to be screaming above his head.

"Try to confirm the Master's status." Bourbon's eyes rarely had some obvious concerns.

But he seemed to be Alzheimer's disease, and subconsciously poked out his hands, as if he wanted to support the other person.

Like the report of the brunette Mama doing an experiment, the box left for the dialogue describes the end of superluminal research in exaggerated fonts. What kind of madness will be like.

But it seemed as if I had recalled something, and subconsciously said:
Chapter completed!