If nothing else, let's take the backyard of this Cloud Dream Hall as an example.

Since Liang Meng entered Yunmeng Hall, not to mention a tree in the backyard, he has never seen a single grass.

And now this Yunmengtang, the backyard is full of green trees, and peach trees are planted in front of every house, and at this moment, the peach trees are full of charming clusters of peach blossoms.

Looking down from above, it is simply a sea of flowers, and the beauty is intoxicating.

Liang Meng wondered how such a beautiful Yunmengtang could become the lifeless appearance it is now.

Floating in the air and admiring and sighing for a while, Liang Meng looked left and right, but no one was seen.

Well, where have they gone?

Such a Yunmengtang, she really wanted to go down and take a closer look, but who knew that after kicking in mid-air for a long time, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't successfully land.

"Little dreams. ”

Liang Meng was kicking his legs and bending over and struggling to come down, when suddenly a gentle shout came from behind.

Liang Meng turned around and looked, but he didn't see anyone.

It's really that the peach blossom is too vigorous, covering people tightly. Liang Meng stopped in mid-air, and watched quietly with apricot eyes without blinking.

Then she saw Yun Xuchen.

Dressed in white like snow, his temperament is dusty. The cold face that had never been cold is now gone, like the sunrise and the snow melting. There was also a touch of intoxicating gentleness in his eyes, and with one hand behind him, he walked out of the peach blossom bush with a lofty spirit.

It turned out to be Yun Xuchen???!!!

Liang Meng's jaw almost fell off in surprise!

Although this person does not have the indifferent temperament that freezes people into frost in one step, that handsome and extraordinary face is indeed Yun Xuchen.

Oh my God, Yun Xuchen can still laugh, can he still smile so good-looking, and his temperament can be so soft?

Oh, my God!!

Hey, wait, wait, what did he just shout??

Little Dream??Which Little Dream?

Is it her? Such a gentle voice, such a doting expression, it can't be called her.

Besides, at this time, I must not know him yet.

But why, just a title, this heart beats so violently. It seems that something that has been buried in the bottom of my heart is about to break out of the prison.

There is also a hint of sour taste that I didn't even notice.

Could it be that this bitter and sweet feeling is love?

Liang Meng, who only had a wisp of wandering spirit, was amused by his own thoughts in mid-air, covered his lips lightly with his palms, and sneered.

Wow-ha-ha

"Little dreams. ”

Yun Xuchen shouted again, calling Liang Meng back from being a nymphomaniac, she hurriedly looked down, only to see Yun Xuchen running towards the front quickly.

His expression was full of joy.

Liang Meng's gaze was tightly locked on Yun Xuchen's body, and he also looked over.

Then she saw herself!!

No, not yourself.

It was the man who looked exactly like himself, but was wearing armor and fighting the enemy on the battlefield.

Liang Meng shook his head and tail in mid-air with his thoughts. From a distance, it looks like a man who has just kicked over a chair.

Struggling and swaying.

"Yun Xuchen. ”

The man who looked exactly like himself smiled and shouted. There is a touch of indulgent tenderness between the heroic eyebrows and eyes.

Different from the delicate of other women, her voice has a momentum that is rare for women.

Liang dreamed of her heroic appearance on the battlefield, and she was full of excitement and blood. So I like her low and not gentle voice very much.

It was really a person who was completely different from Liang Meng, heroic, with a lofty and heroic attitude in his every move, but looking at Yun Xuchen's eyes was as tender as water.

Liang Meng stood in front of her, it was simply a contrast between clay people and heavenly people.

Liang Meng was very depressed about this and said, the looks are all the same, why is the gap so big.

The most surprising thing is that Yun Xuchen, who has never been surprised and has a cold expression, happily hugged the armor-wearing 'Liang Meng' into his arms like a child.

A series of small dreams, that gentle breath even Liang Meng in mid-air felt a kind of spontaneous happiness.

Liang Meng stared at them for a moment, his heart was sour, and tears appeared in his eyes.

Why did he feel a little out of breath when he saw Yun Xuchen hugging others?

Even if that person looks exactly like himself.

She felt so envious, when would Yun Xuchen be able to hug herself so gently.

Not to mention being held like that, since he crossed over to this Cloud Dream Hall and became this puppet-like hall master, Yun Xuchen has never given himself a good look.

Or it's as cold as ice, and I don't bother to bother with you for a word. Either you have a poisonous tongue and want to kill you with a word. And when he knew that he was the hall master, he was ruthless when he moved.

Anyway, he has been poisoned by him several times.

Whew~~ This is really so-called, people are more than people, angry people, the same face, two completely different treatments.

Liang Meng's self-pity and self-pity were quickly dispelled by the pictures of Yun Xuchen bullying her in the past.

Just like last time, after a while, the happy embrace of the two people below was covered by the gradually rising mist, until it was no longer visible.

When the fog lifted again, Liang Meng once again stood on the earth-shattering battlefield of the battle.

This time the battlefield was much more brutal than the last one. As far as the eye can see, gunsmoke is everywhere, blood is flowing like a river, and corpses are everywhere.

The terrifying shouts of killing were deafening. And that's just the fight of those little soldiers.

In the distance, two people stood opposite each other. One is 'Liang Meng', dressed in golden armor, his eyes are cold and resolute pointing his sword at each other, and his dark red cloak is blown back by the wind.

The other person was a black robe that Liang Meng had never seen before, with evil beast totems embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs and chest. The black hair on his head was not tied up, but fluttered backwards by the wind, and he was a very handsome man.

The feminine beauty that is indistinguishable from the male and female.

Different from the coldness of the 'Liang Meng' on the other side, the handsome man's expression when he looked at her was completely relaxed, and there was a doting smile at the corner of his lips.

"You can't win. ”

The tone is fluttering, but it contains a lot of confidence.

Although the man's appearance was feminine, his voice was very low and pleasant. Liang Meng felt familiar, but he didn't think of whose voice it was for a while.

'Liang Meng' wrist flickered, and the sword turned up and down in his hand, pointing at the man again.

"For thousands of years, your spirit clan has relied on the art of stealth, rampant and domineering, doing many evils, and unscrupulous means to achieve the goal, causing many innocent beings to die. ”

"Now, he wants to use despicable means to destroy my human race. Lingyun, you think too highly of your spirit race, and you look down on us human race too much. ”

Ghost??

Liang Meng froze in mid-air, that person was a ghost?

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