Chapter 495

Dream city.

It's day.

When the sky dawned, the people in the dream city woke up one after another.

For their deep sleep, the demons and people in dream city are very calm.

After all, every year when the city Lord's dream palace opens, he falls into a deep sleep. Now he is used to it.

There are even people who have a lot of expectations for this once-a-year sleep, because they heard that they can cure insomnia

After the whole dream city woke up, everything returned to daily life, but the patrol team in the dream city was busy.

After all, those monks who entered the dream palace and were finally absorbed by their masters are dead, leaving only a body to deal with.

However, although the end of the dream palace left the city a little deserted, the thousand dream building was still very lively.

But among the busy crowd, three pig girls were very sad. Even they secretly burned paper money for childe Jiang in the room.

Although they don't want to admit it, they have to face the reality.

That is, the artillery childe who participated in the dream palace didn't escape from the world in the end... He has died

Yes, they all think so.

Otherwise, how could childe Jiang not come to qianmenglou to see himself

At the thought of this place, the three pig girls couldn't help but cry. Their body of 300 kg lay on the floor and cried bitterly: "brother cannon ~ ~ ~ you died miserably..."

The sound of crying is floating, which makes people unbearable... Sad and heartbroken

At the same time, on the top floor of qianmeng building and in Huakui's snowy boudoir, Bai qianluo is still sitting on a carved wooden stool, cross legged and picking his feet.

In front of her, she is still shameless.

"Unexpectedly, you are already half a step up."

"Look" at the young girl rocking around on the wooden stool in front of her, and she wants to let go slowly.

The woman smiled playfully: "Xiao Rong, I'm more than 10000 years old. Now I'm only half a step up. There's nothing to praise. You were half a step up two thousand years ago. How about it? Do you still hate him? What's the man's name again? Room what? "

"Don't mention him again!"

The chilly wind blew past, and the red curtain rolled in the boudoir.

"Really, he broke his own life flying sword for you. Why can't you forgive him now? Is it really necessary to hate for so long? "

Want to let stiff ground turn head to look at white thousand fall: "unless he dies!"

“......”

"Qianluo, I'm not your fox clan. I can't do without a man. I won't be like your fox clan. One day, I'll enter the vast world and break him into pieces!!!"

The compatible body shape gradually blurred, turned into white silk smoke and dissipated in the room, but the words still floated in the room

"This time you dream, the reincarnation of the man in your heart is also here."

"He?" Bai qianluo was stunned at first, and then his pupils shrank suddenly. Nine long snow-white tails swayed in the air, "Xiao Rong, who is he? Tell me! "

"Go to your Linglong sword Pavilion. After meeting him, remember to come back and let me enter your dream and taste it again. I'm looking forward to what it will be like when you know his reincarnation identity."

To allow the sound to dissipate, only Bai qianluo sat on the stool, her eyes shook, and Qian's hand tightly grasped the dress pendulum on her thigh.

As if the whole boudoir was her heartbeat.

......

Still on the mountain dozens of miles away from the dream city, Jiang Lin roasted a rabbit and held Jiuyi in his arms to diagnose Jiuyi's spiritual pulse.

According to Jiang Lin's understanding and analysis, Jiuyi's life disorder is that kind of scattered soul.

This is not to say that Jiuyi's three souls are gone or gone.

Jiuyi's three souls and seven souls are still in the body. It's just a scattered state. Therefore, she will lose her accomplishments and memory.

The water of moon spring just has the effect of condensation.

Just

After the diagnosis, Jiang Lin raised Jiu Yi, who was still sleeping, turned over, held her small tail and her small ears.

Obviously, Jiuyi's spirit has begun to condense, but why is Jiuyi's cultivation still without any movement?

Can it be that after the soul cohesion is completed, Jiuyi can stimulate the original cultivation?

Or what adjuvant does the spring need this month?

"Brother Jiang?"

While Jiang Lin was deep in thought, he put Jiuyi in his arms and gently followed Mao. On the other side, Zhen Xian's voice came.

"Brother Zhen, you're awake."

Jiang Lin tore off a rabbit leg and threw it to Zhen Xian.

"Brother Jiang, the elder Bai."

"Don't worry, master Bai is all right."

Jiang Lin tells Zhen Xian what he wants to see them.

After thinking over and over again, Jiang Lin wanted to find a better opportunity to euphemism.

But Jiang Lin decided to tell Zhen Xian what he wanted to tell him as soon as possible.

[tell the man! I can resurrect the woman named 'Hongshang' in his heart at the price of exchanging the spirit of 'Hongqin'.

Go and ask him whether to change or not.]

In Zhen Xian's mind, the words that Jiang Lin told him echoed for a long time.

Looking at Zhen Xian's silence, Jiang Lin didn't bother.

Jiang Lin won't make any judgment. It's his own choice.

"Thank you, brother Jiang. Please thank that white fox elder for me. If you have a chance in the future, you will repay this favor."

For a long time, Zhen Xian put down the rabbit legs wrapped in grass leaves, stood up and bowed.

"Are you going to find me?"

"No......" Zhen Xianxian shook his head. "The purpose of coming to the demon family world this time has been achieved. Xianxian wants to go back to Haoran world first."

Somehow, Jiang Lin feels that Zhen Xian is running away, or he is afraid that if he stays in the demon family world more, he will go to the dream city and make a judgment that he doesn't know whether it's right or wrong.

"Before he went to Wutong academy, he talked to me."

"Elder Kong?"

Jiang Lin nodded: "when talking about you, he once said to me, 'Zhen Xian is very much like me, but I don't want Zhen Xian to be like me'."

Listening to Jiang Lin's words, Zhen Xian clenched his fist tightly. The clenched fist slowly loosened again, bent down and bowed. Zhen Xianxing saluted the younger generation:

"Thank you, brother Jiang. Anyway, I owe brother Jiang another favor."

"I'll let you return it then." Jiang Lin rose and returned the gift. "There will be a scholar who will ask for advice from the Wutong Academy." then I would have offended your college and asked him to take care of it.

"Oh? Brother Jiang said so, that scholar must be very difficult. "

"It's a woman."

"Woman?" Zhen Xianwei was stunned. "That leisure looked forward to it more."