During his coma, Wukong's consciousness was confused and he could feel that he had been carried to the bed by someone.

And he could also hear many people beside the bed calling him anxiously, and the sound of his mother crying and blaming his father for climbing a tree.

But he could not control his consciousness. His whole body and limbs seemed to be imprisoned by some invisible force and could not move. His eyes seemed to be pressed on a thousand pounds of stone, which was extremely heavy. No matter how hard Wukong tried, he could not open his eyes.

He wanted to shout, shouting loudly, but he couldn't even control his own voice. He could no longer control his entire self.

Until he felt his consciousness as if he was being grabbed by some huge hand, then he felt his whole body being pulled downwards.

Then another picture appeared in his consciousness, and his consciousness could slowly be controlled by him.

The picture was filled with mist, as if on the top of a mountain at the end of the clouds, and several clouds passed by Wukong.

Wukong instantly reacted that this was another dream he had.

And he could also clearly know that the dream he was doing now belonged to his own dream, that is, the dream belonged to Wukong, rather than the many strange dreams he had done before belonging to a Wukong.

Wukong carefully moved a few steps where he was standing, looking at the white surroundings, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart:

"Wow! The white is so dazzling, the white is so beautiful!"

At this time, a voice floated to Wukong's ears, faint and ethereal, and with a few traces of sorrow.

The voice was about Goku's words, "Is it that beautiful? Everything around here is so empty, vulgar, and extremely ordinary."

Wukong's heart skipped a beat because of the sudden sound. At this moment, he seemed to feel the beating he could not feel just now.

Goku immediately glanced around quickly, coughed, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly to the surroundings: "Who are you! Why can I hear you, but I can't see you."

The voice then replied with a hint of irritability: "Oh, don't shout loudly at the top of your throat, I'm not deaf, you can hear it if you're quieter."

Wukong nodded quickly and smiled embarrassedly.

Then the voice continued:

"I am a scattered immortal who does not seek fame and fortune, is the most good and beautiful, and is rare in the fairy world for thousands of years. I am called the Night Travel God by people in the world, but in fact, my real immortal name is the Dream Immortal. My duty is to create dreams for people, so my imagination is extremely rich. You ask me why you can hear my voice, but you can't see me. I can only tell you that immortals cannot be seen casually, because the purpose of our immortals is to always maintain a sense of mystery, so that you people will think that immortals are high and difficult to admire."

After hearing the voice, Wukong nodded, bowed respectfully around him, and then asked again: "Why did the immortal create such a dream with me?"

The voice of the dream immortal seemed to have become plain in an instant, and the initial grievance no longer existed. He replied: "Because you need it, and it can be said that you long for this dream."

Wukong was surprised to hear the words of Dream Immortal, but at the same time he seemed to feel his heart involuntarily moving closer to what Dream Immortal said, so he admitted that statement and nodded intently.

The dream immortal laughed loudly, then floated out his words and said around Wukong's ear: "Do you still remember your previous dream?"

Wukong asked quickly, "You mean Wukong's dream!"

The dream immortal replied: "It is the dream of Wukong."

Because Wukong used to dream about Wukong, he accumulated too long of confusion and doubts. He asked anxiously: "Why did I have that dream? And was that dream also what you asked me to do?"

At this moment, the fog around Wukong was gathering heavier and clouds accumulated more and more. Wukong's heart seemed to be tightly pressed by a powerful force, and he began to feel unable to breathe.

The fantasy immortal quickly persuaded: "If you want to know why, you must let all the fog and clouds in front of you disappear, because this is your state of mind, and you are dreaming in your heart."

After hearing the Great Immortal of Dreams, Wukong became even more anxious. He said, "I'll ask you why I had that dream, and did you ask me to do that dream!"

Wukong's emotions became more and more excited. He began to be unable to control his heart. His heart was angry, anxious, and involuntarily angry and anxious.

Because of this, Wukong's surroundings instantly turned blood red, and a raging fire burned rapidly around him.

The anxious voice of the Dream Immortal broke through the flame and heard it in Wukong's ears. The sound became less clear and very hazy, he said:

"You have to learn to control your state of mind and ask your state of mind to follow your arrangements, because this is only the beginning, and you will know some things later..."

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the Dream Immortal became blurry and blurred until it was completely lost in the end.

Wukong couldn't believe why he was angry, just like he had a mission to control himself and make himself angry. This was a painful entanglement and painful torture. He felt that his heart was about to burst.

Just when Wukong felt that his heart was about to burst, a heavy rain poured on him and the flames burning around him.

Then the hissing sounded around, and in an instant the white space that had been before was surrounded by itself again.

Just as Wukong was about to look around again, he felt that his ears seemed to be pulled by something, and a piercing pain caused him to fly from the dream to the darkness.

Then Goku suddenly opened his eyes, grinned and flew up from the bed with pain.

In the dim room, a slim figure stood beside Wukong's bed, and one hand was pinching Wukong's ear and tugging.

Wukong immediately woke up and begged for mercy to the figure, "Good man, please spare me, you can say goodbye to money and food, please let me go, I will get it for you immediately. It's okay to want as much as you want, Ouyou~~Ouyou~~~It hurts~~~~"

Then the person standing beside Wukong's bed and pulling Wukong's ear said, "I don't want anything, I will take your life tonight!"

When Wukong heard the voice, he felt so familiar and terrible. He instantly realized that it was Hua Yin coming to revenge, so he hurriedly said, "So it's Miss Hua. Don't be inconsistent with me. You can discuss something, and discuss something..."

Hua Yin snorted lightly and replied: "Discussion? Dream!"

Wukong immediately said, "Hey, how did Miss Hua know that I was dreaming just now? It's so amazing!" As he said that, he laughed a few times.

Hua Yin said angrily: "You still dare to laugh!" Then she turned around again to the extent of pulling Wukong's ear.

Hua Yin made Wukong scream like a pig, which was really heartbreaking.

Immediately afterwards, Hana Yin covered Goku's mouth with her other hand and threatened: "If you want to call again, I will really kill you!"
Chapter completed!