"Luna? Luna." When he didn't get an answer from Luna, Han Feng asked twice in a row.

It's a pity that Han Feng is the only voice in the world...

"Haha~ It's really a dream~!" Han Feng stopped and said with a contemptuous smile.

"Since it's a dream, wake up quickly~" Han Feng stood there, a little afraid of such an environment, and then said to himself.

"Wake up! Wake up?!" After chanting for a long time, Han Feng found that he seemed to be "imprisoned" by this dream. No matter how much he shouted, he could not wake up.

"Hurry! Hurry!" Just as Han Feng was "studying" how to wake up, he heard such shouts in the white mist...

"Han Feng is not here, let's fight quickly!" Suddenly, a voice came from the white mist again.

Listening to this voice, Han Feng felt inexplicably familiar...as if...as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Here we are! Right here! Bazooka! Blast me!!!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

This time, Han Feng heard not only the sound of human conversation... but also the sound of rockets flying!
Chapter completed!