Su Mengmeng took a class in such a trance, and then the result was that she was called to Qingfeng's office.

"Mengmeng, is there anything wrong with you? I see that you seemed a little absent-minded when you were in class just now?" Qingfeng looked at Su Mengmeng with some concern.

Su Mengmeng shook her head: "No, no, I'm just a little dizzy, so I can't concentrate!"

Qingfeng stretched out his hand and put it on Su Mengmeng's head, felt her temperature and said, "It's not hot!"

Su Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, then took a step back after coming back to her senses, and widened the distance between the two: "I don't have a fever!"

Qingfeng looked at Su Mengmeng, who deliberately dissociated himself from him, and felt a little hurt in his heart, but on the surface, he was still as calm and light as ever.

"It's good if you don't have a fever, but if you can't do it, you can go to the infirmary. Qingfeng still looked at her with some concern.

Su Mengmeng nodded, indicating that she was clear: "If the teacher has nothing else to do, then I will go back first." Saying that, Su Mengmeng turned around and was about to leave.

Qingfeng looked at Su Mengmeng's back, and finally said the sentence: "Am I just so annoying to you?"

Su Mengmeng's footsteps stopped, turned to look at Qingfeng, and said with a smile: "No, I don't mean to hate the teacher, how can I hate you!" It's just that my consciousness rejects you inexplicably.

"You don't hate me?" Qingfeng's heart was a little eager to try.

Su Mengmeng nodded: "I don't hate teachers!"

Qingfeng showed a smile: "I know, you go back first!"

Su Mengmeng turned to leave, and Qingfeng looked at her back and smiled.

The school is calm, but Huo Chen's side is a little lively.

Huo Chen, who had obtained the medicine tripod and the long sword, felt that he was in torment every day.

It's really not lively to get together this sword, and every day you have to stage a scene where you chase me, and Huo Chen said that he was used to this unscientific scene.

When he went to bed at night, Huo Chen also had a dream.

In the dream, he was in a magical land, like a flying tiger and a flying egg, which seemed so magical but natural.

Huo Chen walked forward, the picture suddenly turned, he was in a lively street market, people came and went, he seemed to hear a voice calling him, Huo Chen involuntarily walked over.

Huo Chen saw the figure in front of him with his back to him at a glance, and as soon as he saw this back, Huo Chen felt that the sea of people around him was gradually moving away from him.

Through his own observation, he felt that the back in front of him should be a man.

"Who are you?" Huo Chen stretched out his hand to grab him, but the back was far away.

"You...... Eventually, it came. A man's voice appeared in the space.

Huo Chen suddenly felt some pain in his heart, he looked at the dark environment around him, the only thing that was different from the pitch black around him was the figure in front of him.

"Who are you, what is this place?" Huo Chen asked as he gradually calmed down.

The voice sounded again: "It doesn't matter who I am, this is your dream, Huo Chen, protect her, you must ...... Protect your ...... She!" the voice seemed to be disturbed by some strong interference, a little staccato and a little choppy.

"Hey!" Huo Chen saw that the figure in front of him was about to disappear, and wanted to run over to catch him, but he opened his eyes violently and woke up from his dream.