Chapter 89 (2/2)
”The pen makes the world? In reality, that is the realm of legend, I can't do it, but this is not reality, this is a dream! In my own dream, I can do everything I can imagine There was a glimmer of essence in Yan Chuan's eyes.
When he picked up the pen, Yan Chuan wrote a big character in the east of the map of the dream Dynasty.
”Qin!”
As soon as the word ”Qin” fell, a lot of noise was heard in the map.
”Hiss!”
”Roar!”
”Kill!”
The sound of endless horses' long hissing and the roaring sound of thousands of horses, all around the Qin characters, seemed to emit black light, slowly eroding an area about the size of the territory of the great dream Dynasty.
”Well, my husband, how can there be sound in this map?” Mo Yu Xi was surprised.
”This is the east of the great dream Dynasty. A dynasty called” Qin ”was born! Thousands of troops, listen to my orders
”Ah?” Mo Yu Xi was at a loss.
Yan Chuan did not stop, but continued to write around the map of the great dream Dynasty.
”Zhao!”
”Han!”
”Wei!”
”Wu!”
”Shu!”
”Don!”
”Ming!”
Qin, Zhao, Han, Wei, Shu, Wu, Tang, Ming!
As soon as the eight big characters appeared, eight different color maps were formed, which surrounded the layout of the dream Dynasty in the center.