After she finished speaking, her forehead touched the ground and her teeth were clenched, but after she finished saying the three words Cheng Qinghe, a hearty smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If you don't go to hell, who will go to hell?

Since Cheng Qinghe got his real name, everything has a reasonable explanation, and her Qiankun bag should have been snatched by her.

Sure enough, since hearing Cheng Qinghe's three words, his whole body was relieved, Kong Laodao put away the coercion of release, and waved his sleeves to help her up.

"Good boy, it was for the teacher to misunderstand you, tell the teacher, where is the girl of the Cheng family now?" His eyes were full of energy, and there was a bit of urgency.

"It's Meng Zefeng, Gongsun Ying's subordinates." ……

However, Cheng Qinghe, who didn't know all this, was lying on Mengze Peak and falling asleep.

"Click-and-......" There was the sound of horses' hooves in the dream, it was also night, the starlight was discerning, the ground was overgrown with weeds, jet-black mud, and shallows were piled up everywhere, and when the hooves went down, the abdomen was splashed with muddy water......

Wait, hooves? Cheng Qinghe walked a few steps, lowered his head and saw his jelly-like translucent feet, holding a black shell underneath, which was clearly a horse's hoof!

One? Two? There are two more in the back! The limbs that originally had a clear division of labor were completely messed up, Cheng Qinghe turned his head curiously to look back, mixed his left foot with his right foot, and poured it into the dirty water with a pop.

A dragonfly lit the water, and the water gradually calmed down, and she stood up and shook her head, and one of the unicorns on the water also shook her head, and at the same time there was something glowing in the corner of the water.

She looked up and saw that directly in front of her, a huge immortal mansion was floating in the air, shining, and the chassis was an inverted cone-like earth and stone.

"The spirit beasts of the Hunting Yu Continent love to dream."

"Who?" She looked back.

"I'm a Dream Eater, you can call me Xiaofu." A muffled female voice came from the void.

"You say, this is the Hunting Yu Continent?"

"Well, you forgot, you're dreaming, these are my memories, that male human killed me, caused my blood to be spilled all over the ground, it's too late to say, my blood is a good thing, you'd better tell him not to lose my horn again, human beings don't know much about goods, maybe they think it's a useless thing......"

Cheng Qinghe listened to it babble from its death to the neighborly blind date before her death, and her tone was flat and straightforward, as if death was as simple as a long trip to her.

"The dream realm of the spirit beast of the young age of the beast is very wonderful, but the taste is very boring, the dream of the older beast is richer, and there are more things hidden in it, I ate the entire Hunting Yu Continent and drew a small map......

It started talking about food again, and yes, its food was dreams. Food Atlas?

Finally, she couldn't help but find a gap and asked, "Don't you have a grudge when he killed you?" ”

The void was silent for a moment, and just when she thought it had provoked its sadness, it replied, "Resentment? This is a good description, hatred, competition, fighting, I have eaten such a dream, it is delicious......"

Cheng Qinghe understood, it turned out that this was a foodie...... She looked up at the immortal mansion again.

The high immortal mansion is shrouded in a faint halo, and the lofty buildings are scattered in the scenery of the trees, and the trees seem to be full of all kinds of fruits, not necessarily how salivating, looking up from the bottom of the continent, even only vaguely glanced, but it seems to be like a huge pie hanging in the distance, I haven't eaten it, I always think about what it tastes like.

She somewhat understood why it said that the beasts of the Hunting Yu Continent liked to dream.

The moonlight was silent, illuminating Mengze Peak as bright as day, a man carrying a wide-backed knife walked outside the courtyard gate, the moment he touched the courtyard gate, the prohibition that fluctuated like water appeared, the breath was thicker than that of the perch, it fluctuated for a while and subsided, but the time of a breath, it resurfaced as if unwillingly.

Ten seconds later, the courtyard door was the same, he took a few steps back, as if to determine the location of the people inside, and then walked calmly and silently to the fence closer to Cheng Qinghe's house, squatted down, and jumped up with strength.

"Ouch!" Cheng Qinghe in the dream screamed, she was stung by something, it was hot and painful.

"Isn't this a dream? Why does it still hurt? She muttered, then shifted to the surface of the water to shine on her side, Dream Eater's legs were short, and with the exception of its petite stature, translucent body, and horns on its forehead, it seemed to be indistinguishable from mortal horses.

"When I was 200 years old, I was bitten twice by a wasp......"

"You said it was a hornet that bit me?" Cheng Qinghe turned around a few times, but he couldn't see his back.

"No, I'm talking about two hundred years old."

"And what is biting me now?"

"Hmm, I forgot...... When I was 200 years old, I was bitten twice by a wasp and turned into a hump ......"

When it began to reminisce again, Cheng Qinghe had already poured into the muddy water and rolled and rolled with the silt.

With a snap, Cheng Qinghe in the room rolled out of bed, the Qiankun bag left its pet's neck socket, whined a few times, and then turned over and fell asleep.

The windows in the room were wide open, and under the moonlight, the furnishings inside were unobstructed, casting a shadow on Cheng Qinghe's body under the bed, and a pair of eyes without human emotions scanned the room inch by inch, and he didn't stop when he scanned the process Qinghe.

"No, no, no," he turned away from the window, his eyes confused, and then he paused and walked in the direction ......of Jing Xiaoyu.

Kong Laodao stayed at the foot of the mountain for a long time, and waited for two hours before waiting for him.

"What about people?" His face was composed, and there was a hint of anger between his eyebrows.

The empty-handed third-class stood in front of him.

"Not there."

"Absent?" Kong Laodao lowered his eyes and thought about it, whether it was possible for He Huohuo to dare to deceive him, and then pulled out the dust.

As soon as the third class saw the dust in his hand, he stiffened and took a few steps back, his black hat shook and shook, and he shook his head: "No, it's not there." ”

"Afraid? Do you know afraid? Kong Laodao smiled and approached him step by step, "Could it be that you have already given birth to human feelings?" This way is really gratifying! ”

……

Jing Xiaoyu didn't sleep well last night, he slept very badly, first he found that the things given to him by the teacher who were still in the mortal world were lost, and then he was pried open in the middle of the night, and the culprit was still the same door that he couldn't scold - Cheng Qinghe!

Speaking of this, it was quite ashamed, Cheng Qinghe's ragged man carried a big knife to pry open his door, he asked her what to do, she didn't answer, just kept scanning his room back and forth, as well as him, his bed!

There was an embarrassment and inexplicable emotion in his heart, but more importantly, his heart was beating ...... The combination of the delicate sister-in-law and the fierce black-backed knife is in such a silent night......