The Dragon from Hell

"What's wrong with you?"

After getting off the plane, Guan Mo looked serious and kept looking at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng had just woken up from a dream and was still a little dizzy. He lowered his head and rubbed his temples.

"Did I have any special situation on the plane just now?"

"Nothing else, but the red mark on your forehead suddenly bled by itself."

Guan Mo checked and found that the red mark between Qin Feng's eyebrows was a cinnabar mole, and there was absolutely no wound.

But when Qin Feng was on the plane, his brows were frowned in his sleep, and sometimes he laughed out loud, and sometimes he suddenly shed tears... In the end, his cinnabar mole even bleeds black blood.

Fortunately, they booked a first-class cabin when they came. Guan Mo pulled the curtain and set up a barrier around it, so that no one else could disturb them.

Otherwise, if the flight attendant saw it, they might think Qin Feng was crazy in his dream.

"Did you not notice any suspicious aura on the plane?" Qin Feng asked again.

"Suspicious?" Guan Mo shook his head indifferently: "You are the most suspicious."

"Is that so..."

Qin Feng ignored his teasing and fell into deep thought.

"I say, what's wrong with you? We are on the same boat now. If something happens to you, I can't guarantee that I will jump ship directly."

Seeing him like this, Guan Mo completely lost his patience.

Qin Feng glanced at the people around him and found that they were basically foreigners, and there were very few Chinese people. Then he whispered to him about the previous dream.

Hearing that Qin Feng actually saw the ancient god in the dream, Guan Mo's eyes widened instantly, and his lips trembled slightly.

He kept looking around, and the sudden excitement made the people around him look at him.

And he kept looking at the people around him, and cold sweat slid down his chin.

"You, you mean that the ancient god has awakened?"

Seeing him so nervous, Qin Feng could probably guess how deep the shadow of the ancient god was and how scared he was.

Reaching out and pressing his shoulder: "Don't be so nervous. If the ancient god has really awakened, can we still stand here and chat now?"

Thinking about it, Guan Mo relaxed a little and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"So what's going on? How did the ancient god invade your dream?"

"I don't know either." Qin Feng frowned, his face serious: "But what is certain is that the ancient god does exist, and He has discovered me as a variable."

"The bad news is that once He really wakes up, I'm afraid the first person to get rid of is me."

"The good news is that since He only invaded my dream, it means that He will not wake up for a while."

"And if you can see the ancient god after entering the dream, this is also a way to test Him."

Since Guan Mo did not see other suspicious people or auras on the plane, it means that the way the ancient god talked to Qin Feng this time was in a dream.

The ancient god was in a deep sleep, and it seemed that He could not wake up whenever he wanted.

Or maybe his sleeping consciousness and dream consciousness are separate, and the ancient god he met in the dream is only a part of his consciousness, and most of the ancient god's consciousness is still asleep.

In this way, as long as Qin Feng falls asleep, he can rely on dreams to establish a connection with the ancient god's partial consciousness, which may be used to guess when the ancient god will wake up and prepare in advance.

The two analyzed it again, and Guan Mo also thought that Qin Feng's guess should be correct.

But now Qin Feng has another question: If there is a him in thirteen... no, twelve worlds, and each of him represents a part of his consciousness, then why did the ancient god choose Qin Feng in this world?

Is it because Qin Feng in this world entered the Linxian Continent and squeezed out the Qin Feng who was originally in the Linxian Continent?

Guan Mo gave an answer to this question: "Perhaps it is because you in this world are the most important part of you back then."

"The most important part?" Qin Feng was stunned for a moment: "What is it?"

Guan Mo shrugged: "How do I know? You told me so yourself, saying that you would put me and the most important part of you in the same world, let me watch you, and not interfere with anything you do in this world easily, just watch."

"Just watch..."

Qin Feng fell into deep thought, but could not get an answer for a long time.

After returning from Linxian Continent this time, he found that this world that he was familiar with actually had too many unsolved mysteries.

Now it is impossible to answer all of them, so we can only take it one step at a time.

The place where I met the saint was the Sunset Church, and now the Sunset Church has completely become the territory of Shura Gate.It was not difficult to find out the address of the Sunset Church. Guan Mo had arranged people here before coming. After all, he was still the young master of the Guan family. Someone was waiting for them when they came out of the airport.

The other party was a young man in his twenties, who looked Chinese.

Although he was very young, his speech and behavior were very capable.

He was Guan Mo's assistant, and he took an early flight to come here to arrange all matters for them after landing, and acted as a translator.

However, the face of the saint did not look like a foreigner, and Qin Feng and Guan Mo could understand what she said, and it seemed that no translation was needed.

The car drove from the airport to the Sunset Church in less than half an hour. Qin Feng did not want to waste any time.

Vatican City itself is also a place with a strong religious belief, but the beliefs here are different from those in Thailand.

When you get here, churches can be seen everywhere, but none of them can be compared with the Sunset Church.

The magnificent church stands in the center of the city, becoming the tallest black and white in the city center.

A tall cross stands on the top of the church, and the sunset stretches its reflection.

Qin Feng and Guan Mo stopped at the same time when they arrived at the door of the church.

It's a barrier.

The whole church was covered by a thick barrier. Guan Mo squatted down and touched the ground with his hand. He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment before standing up: "This church is built on a formation."

It's not that the formation was set up on the church, but the church was built on the formation.

Qin Feng took a look at the appearance of this church. It was built at least fifty years ago. When did the saint come to this world?

"Let's go in and take a look first."

The two stepped into the door of the church together. Unlike the crowded entrance of the Tailan Temple, it was unusually quiet here.

It was obviously the most prosperous church in Vatican City, but there was not a single believer. It seemed that the place was specially vacated to wait for their arrival.