In the floating dust hall late at night, Xuan Ling was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, his eyebrows frowning, and the beads of sweat on his forehead kept sliding down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She was having nightmares.

Since adulthood, I don't know why, she always has nightmares, and the nightmare scenes are somewhat similar, but what remains unchanged is that the protagonist is always her, and she is a person who has no fairy power at all.

Fire, there was a lot of fire, a large swath of dazzling red, blazing hot baking her. The flames caused her severe pain all over her body, and it became difficult to breathe, and there was fire everywhere, and houses kept collapsing and falling. Xuan Ling walked in a panic, unable to find a way out no matter what.

Help, who will save her.

She shouted in a hoarse voice, until she could no longer shout.

The last hoarseness was exhausted, and still no one came to save her.

Xuan Ling was alone in the sea of fire, with no one in her eyes, she stretched out her hand several times, wanting to conjure a spell to save herself, but she didn't have any immortal power now.

Xuan Ling was already a little out of consciousness, and in fear and severe pain, she was thinking about Qinghua for the first time in her dreams.

Is Qinghua here?

Probably not...... Why didn't he come?

Xuan Ling shivered and hid in the corner, the whole person shrunk into a small ball, the fire continued, no one, no one, except for the continuous crackling of the flames, she didn't even hear any other sound.

Xuan Ling finally cried unscrupulously. She cried loudly, infinitely sad and desolate.

Someone suddenly grabbed her arms and shook them, the fire was raging, so that she couldn't see clearly, tears kept filling, and she couldn't see the voice and appearance of the person who came.

She only hugged the comer, like a drowning person hugging driftwood, and used all her strength.

She still kept crying, in her dreams, outside her dreams, there were people shaking her, and there were voices shouting, but it was far away. She didn't really listen.

Outside the dream, the man's voice was tense, holding the mysterious spirit who never woke up. Seeing that Xuan Ling was becoming more and more dangerous, the man finally shouted: Wake up! ”

It was this voice, Xuan Ling floated in vain, and it took all his strength to finally hear it clearly, it was this voice. It's Qinghua's voice.

Xuan Ling was drunk, even if the flames were blazing, she would die immediately the next moment, she still wanted to listen to this voice. Especially there is such an embrace, in the dream, outside the dream, the same embrace.

The people outside the dream looked at the Xuan Ling who smiled slightly. couldn't help frowning, he helped her sit down, knowing that in such a situation at this moment, the use of immortal power may be risky, if the immortal monarch encounters the ultimate nightmare, he rashly exerts force, but he is afraid that the result will backfire.

However, he will try to minimize the damage, he is the emperor, he is sure.

It seemed that the fire was slowly and slowly extinguished, Xuan Ling felt that she could breathe normally, she stood up, and in the dream, slowly, slowly came back to her senses.

The mysterious spirit outside the dream also opened his eyes slowly, slowly.

She looked around, she was sitting on the bed in the Floating Dust Temple, the force behind her rushing into her body, someone helping her ward off the nightmare.

Xuan Ling wanted to turn around, but the man just drank coldly: "Don't move!" ”

It's Qinghua.

Xuan Ling woke up completely.

"You ......" Xuan Ling didn't even move, his consciousness was slowly returning, and the scene in the dream seemed to be slowly drifting away. Xuan Ling's mind slowly recovered.

After a long time, Qinghua suddenly collected his strength, and then he got up and got out of bed.

Xuan Ling was shocked to realize that he was only wearing a shirt. Hurriedly grabbed a coat next to the bed and put it on haphazardly.

Xuan Ling then remembered that the master said three days, so in the past three days, Qinghua also stayed in the Floating Dust Palace.

It's just that how could Qinghua be in his room at this time?

Half a sound, and no one spoke, Xuan Ling coughed, and had to say, "Uh, how do you know that I have a nightmare?" ”

Qinghua said lightly: "When I walked past your door, I heard the sound of you having nightmares and being frightened. ”

Xuan Ling listened, smirked, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry for you." Actually, it's fine, I have nightmares like this every once in a while, it's nothing, just wake up. ”

Qinghua looked at Xuan Ling, and in his indifferent eyes, a pool of blue lake water stirred up ripples, and the waves were surging.

She was thinking too simply, it wasn't your average nightmare.

Qinghua's thin lips spit out a few words indifferently: "Have you told your master about the things you often have nightmares?" ”

Xuan Ling shook his head.

Qinghua looked at Xuan Ling, turned around, and didn't speak.

Xuan Ling looked at Qinghua who was silent, and wrung the quilt with some embarrassment, what is the situation now, do you want to say something?

Just as he was about to speak, Qinghua casually moved a chair to his feet and sat down generously, but with his back to Xuan Ling. He snorted coldly and said, "You sleep, I'll rest here today, lest you fall asleep again, your nightmare symptoms are a little severe." ”

Looking at Qinghua's wide and straight back sitting generously, Xuan Ling couldn't help but blush a little. She involuntarily moved in. The long eyelashes peeked at Qinghua in the blink of an eye, this situation... If I asked Qinghua to lie on the bed, wouldn't it be too unreserved? But she promised that she only wanted him to rest, and she would not act rashly.

Xuan Ling raised her eyebrows a little, and it seemed quite strange for the girls to think of this. Isn't that what men think?

However, Xuan Ling's face was flushed, she looked at Qinghua's back stupidly, she still wanted Qinghua to go to bed to rest.

Breathe, breathe, take a deep breath, Xuan Ling finally mustered up his courage, his mouth opened, and just when he was about to speak, Qinghua's cold voice suddenly came: "Sleep!" ”