Lin Jiaoyang looked at him standing in front of him in a daze, his toes moved, he slowly moved his steps, then his speed increased a little, and finally, he almost ran towards him.

Yi Ming opened his arms and looked at Lin Jiaoyang with a smile.

It wasn't until Lin Jiaoyang threw herself into that somewhat cold embrace that she realized that this was not a dream.

Yi Ming tightened his arms and hugged the petite body in his arms, and the two of them hugged each other quietly, and neither of them spoke.

After a long while, Lin Jiaoyang said softly: "Yiming." ”

"Huh?"

The Ghost King still had a drowned smile on the corner of his mouth, and he answered softly.

"Is it a dream?"

Lin Jiaoyang was buried in this cold embrace, and said in a muffled voice.

"Yes and no. ”

The slender fingers ran through Lin Jiaoyang's hair, and his head rested lightly on the top of Lin Jiaoyang's head, and when he heard this, he chuckled.

Then, Yi Ming raised Lin Jiaoyang's head, tapped her forehead, and said, "I was in retreat, and I felt that someone was thinking about me, and I happened to be holding the Soul Condensation Bead in my hand, so I entered your dream through the soul medium and divine consciousness to relieve the lovesickness of a certain little guy." ”

Hearing this, Lin Jiaoyang blinked, what's the matter, think he was still caught?

"So you didn't miss me, did you?"

"Because I'm watching you every day. "This kind of death question, how could Yiming, an old monster who has lived countless years, answer it wrong.

"Last time you were secretly observing me?"

Lin Jiaoyang suddenly remembered the last time she meditated, and suddenly felt a feeling of being watched.

"Hmm, what?" Shining ruffled her hair and lowered her head to look into her dark eyes.

"When I was in the Central Plains. Lin Jiaoyang thought for a while and said.

"That's not me, it's the Divine King. ”

Yi Ming paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't imagine that guy was also secretly watching Lin Jiaoyang's whereabouts.

"God-king, he's spying on me. ”

Lin Jiaoyang's face sank, no wonder it felt very uncomfortable, it turned out to be Shenjun.

"No problem, don't mention that bad guy, you see. ”

Yi Ming saw that Lin Jiaoyang was unhappy, pinched her face, and finally met her, he didn't want to discuss the matter of Shenjun with her.

With a wave of the cuffs, the flowers all over the ground suddenly turned into colorful lights, gathered together, and around the two of them, they rose in a spiral circle, and finally weaved into a colorful rattan chair in mid-air.

Yi Ming picked up Lin Jiaoyang and slowly rose up and sat down.

"Is it pretty?"

"It's a little worse than you. Lin Jiaoyang looked at Yi Ming fixedly and said.

Yi Ming was stunned for a moment, is this praising him for his good looks? Then the smile on the corner of his mouth expanded: "If the little guy does this again, I'm afraid there will be no bones left in the end." ”

"What bone dregs?"

Lin Jiaoyang asked seriously.

"It's nothing, you're still young. Yi Ming patted Lin Jiaoyang's head and said with a smile.

"Oh, I thought you said you'd wipe me dry. Lin Jiaoyang blinked his eyes and said very calmly: "It's okay, it's not small, Ah Deng said that I am older than her." ”

He also grabbed Yi Ming's hand and covered it on his chest, and looked at Yi Ming with big black eyes.

The smile on Yi Ming's face instantly shattered, and his hand flicked away as if it had touched a soldering iron: "... You... Who did you learn from. ”

The handsome face gradually reddened, and he looked a little angry.

It was the first time for Lin Jiaoyang to see him like this, and he couldn't help grinning the corners of his lips, and a silver bell-like laugh came out, so cute~

"Self-taught. ”

Yi Mingzi closed his eyes, sighed and said with a smile: "You know that this is a dream, so you dare to do whatever you want, but do you know that I am very vindictive." ”

"The dignified ghost king also plays children's tricks. Lin Jiaoyang rolled his eyes in his arms without an image.

"The spirit of the Heavenly Dao still wants to insult me. ”

Yi Ming nodded the tip of Lin Jiaoyang's nose and raised his eyebrows.

"Come and don't be rude, you can come back indecently. Lin Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a very worried face.

Yi Yingmei's heart jumped, and he rubbed his forehead helplessly: "You know that I am reluctant, even in a dream, I don't want to hurt you, and when everything is resolved in the future, this king will definitely get it back with interest, and then see what you do with this little guy." ”

"I, gladly accepted. ”

The corners of Lin Jiaoyang's mouth raised a wicked smile, and he leaned close to Yiming's ear and said.

The expression on Yi Ming's face shattered into pieces again, what kind of tiger and wolf words are these?

During this period of time, what happened to the little guy, the character collapsed like this?

Lin Jiaoyang couldn't help but become more and more proud when he saw Yi Ming being bluffed by himself.

"I hope that some little girl will do what she says. ”

There was a bit of gnashing of teeth.

"Glittering?"

Lin Jiaoyang smiled enough, and looked up at him quietly.

"Huh?"

Eyes down, I don't know what the little guy is going to make trouble again.

"Are you in trouble over there?"

However, Lin Jiaoyang returned to seriousness in a second, as if she was not the one who was talented.

"I was about to tell you that I have already captured the blood of the Heavenly Spirit, but I can't send it to you right now. ”

Yi Ming shook his head helplessly, there was really no way to take her.

"You're going head-to-head with the Divine Monarch?"

However, Lin Jiaoyang knew that it was not so simple, to be able to obtain the blood of the Heavenly Spirit from the Temple of the Afterlife, Yi Ming must have paid a lot of price, his strength has not recovered now, and he is facing the Divine Monarch...

"Anyway, I got it. ”

Yi Ming smiled and replied lightly.

"You're in the Tower of Time, aren't you healing? Otherwise, you wouldn't have gone in there for retreat, you're hurt!"

The more he was like this, the more sure Lin Jiaoyang was that he was injured, and grabbed the placket of Yiming's clothes with both hands, and his tone was a little hurried.

"Well, a little injury, just a few decades of recuperation in the Tower of Time. She gripped her two small fists with her big hands and chuckled.

A small injury, can you recuperate for decades?

"I'm not in a hurry, why do you want to go head-to-head with him? You're good, when I get to the Great Wilderness, you fuse your soul, and then I will support you how you want to fight him, you haven't recovered your strength now, how to fight with him, how to fight?"

Lin Jiaoyang was really angry, she didn't expect that what Yi Ming said to contain the Divine Monarch turned out to be a head-to-head confrontation with him.

"I promised you, the blood of the heavenly spirits, you must get it, and... I always wanted to see you sooner. ”

Yi Ming put her fist to her mouth, touched it slightly, and said.

"Then now, if you enter my dream with your divine sense, will it be a loss to you?"

No matter how much resentment Lin Jiaoyang had, he couldn't express it when he heard his words, his eyes flashed, and he turned his head and asked.

"Hmm... A little bit, because my own consciousness has been wounded and has not yet healed. ”

Yi Ming thought that Lin Jiaoyang was angry, and he didn't dare to hide it.

"You give me back, go back to heal now, don't come to see me if your injuries are not healed. ”

Lin Jiaoyang clenched his fists and glared at this guy viciously.