Why did this change the style of painting? Meng Xin couldn't help but complain.

The already dark church suddenly became even darker, like a ghost.

Meng Xin took another step forward, and suddenly, the surrounding environment shattered, as if the sand sculpture had been scattered, turning into fine particles in the sky, and Meng Luo's scream was heard in his ears, and Meng Xin's eyes went black, and he lost consciousness again.

……

When I woke up, I saw a pure white world again.

"This is coming back?" Meng Xin felt a little incredulous, and at the same time felt a little suspicious of the existence of the dream world. Until he ...... I saw the notebook I was holding.

The notebook that took him to the dream world.

"Does the dream world really exist? Then why did the dream world collapse, but I didn't have anything at all, and I didn't have the kind of pain that Meng Luo said?

"Speaking of which, the dream world is really completely illogical, unstable dream world, and it really lives up to its name, and it's really unstable. ”

Standing up, Meng Gong looked around, there were no wooden houses around, and all he could see was a blank space.

Wrong.

Meng Xin suddenly saw a small black dot appear in the empty space. A very small black dot that will be swept by if you don't pay attention.

Walking forward, Meng Xin looked carefully, his eyes widening suddenly.

This black dot is constantly getting bigger, and a huge suction force is slowly coming out of it, getting bigger and bigger. "It's ...... Spatial rifts?"

Meng Xin couldn't help but think of this possibility, so he gave up resistance and let the suction force suck him in completely.

And then...... Double-fledged fainted.

Consciousness returned, and Meng Xin looked around, and it was the woods, and the traces of the rampaging golden chrysanthemum were still here, and they had not disappeared.

Subconsciously look at yourself, the three dantians are there, and the true aura is like an arm.

The six senses were restored to the superhuman level, and suddenly someone was shouting.

"Blindfolding...... salary?"

Meng Xin was stunned. The voice wasn't just shouting about him, it was very familiar. It's not Wen Jing Ruoxi and Song Guoer's three daughters, but ...... Alyssa Zhen???

She's back?

Yes, she encountered the opening of the spatial crack in the pure white world, and there is no reason why she shouldn't encounter it, and everyone else should have come back too, right?

Mengxin's heartbeat is racing wildly, and there is a bit of an uncontrollable trend. With a movement of his body, Meng Xin appeared a hundred meters away and rushed towards the source of the sound.

"Jingwen—" Meng Xin roared in his heart, moving at an extremely fast speed, and before he knew it, he surpassed the original fastest time and completed a breakthrough in speed. But this can't produce the slightest joy at all, and even if there is, it can't make a trace of waves in the joy of the stormy level of meeting Zhen Jingwen soon.

The footsteps stopped suddenly, and a beautiful young woman appeared in front of her, her face was full of anxiety, and there was an indelible sadness hidden in the depths. It's Zhen Jingwen!

Next to her, Ma Feibei, Zhen Xiaoxiao, Lan Momo, Zhou Wenhui, Li Lisha, and other five daughters of Bangguo Kim Jimin, two beautiful editors, a beauty who has never met, and the third daughter of Wen Jing, are shouting his name.

"Jingwen~~~" The voice trembled, and Meng Xian appeared in front of Zhen Jingwen in a flash, holding her in his arms.

Everyone was stunned, and after seeing that it was Meng's salary, they were surprised, ecstatic, and all kinds of emotions suddenly seemed to be materialized, rendering the surrounding atmosphere extremely boiling, as if something had been ignited.

"Salary—"

"Small salary—"

"Big bad!"

All kinds of names shouted out from the mouths of the women, but everyone tacitly resisted the urge to tell their thoughts, and left time for Meng Xin and Zhen Jingwen.

"Small salary~~~" Zhen Jingwen trembled, looking incredulous. Two lines of hot tears flowed down his face, like a halter opening the gate, and he couldn't stop at all.

"It's me, it's me!" Meng Xin hugged him tightly, eager to rub her into his body.

The enthusiasm like fire ignited Zhen Jingwen. She shouted, as if pouring all her grievances and all her emotions into this shout, and then opened her arms and hugged the person in front of her tightly, for fear that he would leave again.

Suddenly, Meng Xin shuddered, his body stiffened, and he fell to the ground.

Body, cold as ice.

Meng Xin didn't need to look at it, and he knew that there must have been ice slag on his hands and skin at this moment. Meng Xin hurriedly tried to push Zhen Jingwen away, but he couldn't do it at all, he was stiff.

True aura runs wildly, trying to dispel the ice, but with little effect. The blessing on the body, although it was successful, it was completely ineffective against the ice, and his movements were still stiff and sluggish!

It's as if he's really going to be frozen, and the process can't be reversed.

The vision began to blur, as if through frosted glass, and in my ears, anxious cries came. There were many shadows around, and he could vaguely recognize the shadow of a woman, and they seemed to be trying to save, but he couldn't feel all the touches.

The body, it seems, is no longer your own body!

Consciousness, gradually drowsy, extremely cold, made him lose the ability to think little by little, and finally, completely lost ......

Meng Xin felt that it was very difficult to open his eyes, as if his eyelids were ...... frozen.

Freezing?

In an instant, Mengxin's thoughts raced. Consciousness communicates with the three dantians, and powerful spiritual power suddenly gushes out of the body. The endless cold dissipated, and Meng Xin finally opened his eyes.

Everything around him made him momentarily stunned.

Directly in front of her was a sexy woman with white hair, who was the Snow Maiden! At this moment, she was looking at herself with a look of astonishment.

Around her, Xiao Ao and Xiao Huang, as well as Tyrone's shadow-manipulating professional, Uruk, King Narnia, and those Sark orcs were all frozen into ice sculptures, panicked, angry, frightened, and all kinds of expressions came to life.

This is......

Although Mengxin's wisdom is not high, his mental power is too strong, which makes his thinking speed far exceed that of those so-called geniuses, so he also has a "thinking speed" that is not inferior to geniuses. He quickly came to a conclusion.

Everything that happened before, returning to Earth, reuniting or something, doesn't exist at all, it's clearly a dream!

The cold feeling he felt several times was a real warning sign from his body in the dream, reminding him not to wake up and not to freeze to death in the dream!

Everything, apparently, was done by this damn Snow Maiden!

"You're ...... Can you wake up?" the Snow Girl looked at Meng Xin in disbelief and suddenly smiled. "What if you wake up? Hahahaha, what about dreaming?"

The Snow Maiden's long hair flew, and the power of ice around her body condensed into sharp ice picks once again, aiming at Meng Xin.

"Your body has been frozen for a few minutes, and you can't move in a short time! Although your mental power is strong, but in your dreams, it should be almost consumed, are you very tired at this moment?"

Meng Xin frowned, he really felt very tired, and he just wanted to get a good night's sleep at the moment.

"You're gone with two hole cards, now, give me death!"