I don't know if it was when I was thinking about my future plans, I thought of other people in other worlds that I saw in a trance, and Liu Li had a lot of dreams in a trance when he continued to sleep with his head covered. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Every dream is a world, and every world has a he.

It's like different reincarnations, like endless reincarnations.

By the time he finally woke up from his dream, it was already a new day.

"Daddy, hi, Daddy!"

The voice was very crisp, it was Liang Qingqing, the eldest daughter who was an apprentice in the Frost Moon Martial Arts Pavilion.

Liu Li blinked, only then did he find himself sitting at the dining table stupidly, holding an empty bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, the head of the chopsticks was stuffed in his mouth, and he was about to bite and eat it.

There is also a white hand shaking in front of him, well, the fingers are very long, and the complexion is very white, so what, it can be regarded as a slender jade hand.

Looking at the slender jade hand, Liu Li saw Liang Qingqing with a very strange look.

"Dad, which big girl do you have a crush on, looking like she is unkept and depressed?"

Liang Qingqing has always been straight to the point, saying that it sounds good is straightforward, but to tell the truth is a little flustered, just trying to speak happily, and he doesn't care whether other people's faces are good or not.

"It's not that there is no food on the table, why can't you get along with the chopsticks? I've been gnawing on it for a while, so I don't really plan to eat it, do I? ”

Liu Li glanced at her, too lazy to talk.

That is, I slept in a daze last night, and I was dreaming all night long, like endless reincarnation, and my brain was still confused at this time.

I vaguely remember that Liang Qingqing existed in the dream, but the Liang Qingqing in the dream was not the martial arts apprentice in front of him, but a short-tempered black dragon, and his body was as hot as his temper when he turned into a human.

In the dream where she existed, of course, Liu Li's existence was indispensable, but Liu Li at that time was not called Liu Li, nor was he the beautiful uncle who was waiting for death now.

At that time, he was personable and gentle, and he was a scholar with fluttering clothes in the wind of Yushu.

Oh no, it's not a scholar, it's a showman.

Tsing Yi, silver hair, little white face, yin and talent.

"Lingxi walks yin and yang a little, and the poor and blue fall into the yellow spring".

In that dream world, the relationship between the two is not that of a godfather and a goddaughter, but of ......

Uh, Liu Li blinked and decided to forget about that messy dream.

But there are some things that the more you want to forget, the more you can't forget them.

Liu Li's gaze couldn't help but fall on Liang Qingqing's face, and in a trance, he saw a terrifying beauty.

Well, half the beauty, to be exact.

That beauty is not dressed, half of her body is white bones, half of her body is charming and beautiful, and seeing her is like seeing a living pink skeleton.

A thick iron chain pierced through her lute bone and bound her tightly to a blazing bronze pillar, wisps of green smoke spreading from her like an ominous mist from the depths of hell.

Liu Li, who was in a trance, reluctantly found that the dream that was already fragmented, under his trance-like gaze, was blurred and clear, and the scenes reproduced in high definition, just like he subconsciously opened the dusty memory and opened the reincarnation of another life and another life.

Green hills, green water, bright moon, night fog.

In the waterhole, under the blue waves, a smooth woman opened her mouth, and on the shore and on the ground, a beautiful woman in green clothes and silver hair was stunned.

Encounters, amazing, the taste of love is permeating.

Adventure, Yanfu, it's that simple.

As soon as the camera turns, the scene changes.

Shocks, thunderbolts, heavy rains, and flash floods.

The silver-haired Xiucai in Tsing Yi stood on the shore, carrying an oil lamp in his hand, which burned quietly in the heavy rain, like a ghost eye with insight into yin and yang.

The abyss, the deep pool, the erupting torrent is roaring but there is no way to vent, it seems to be bound by an invisible force, the water surface rises at an alarming speed, and a woman in black stands on the waves, fluttering like a fairy.

"The fox possessed zombie was sealed by me, he told me your identity, I didn't expect that you and I still have such a deep relationship, my encounter with you is actually a bad ......"

As soon as the camera turns, the scene changes again.

Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

A sad dragon roar sounded, infinite vicissitudes, love and hate.

"I'll be with you forever."

A low murmur, endlessly lingering.

With a "bang", a sharp black tooth fell on the cliff, jumped twice, and jumped without a trace.

"Dad, you're distracted again, can you eat well or not, what do you look at, will scare people to death?"

Under Liu Li's strange gaze, Liang Qingqing couldn't help but shrink, couldn't help but shiver, and almost didn't put the rice bowl in his hand on Liu Li's face.

"Gently, you don't care, look at what our dad looks like!"

Liang Qingqing's coquettishness woke Liu Li up from his trance, blinked his eyes, and his gaze moved away from Liang Qingqing's body and fell on Ma Qingqing, who was sitting next to her.

couldn't help but be in a trance again, Liu Li saw another dream world with a horse lightly, another horse lightly, and another himself.

It was in a snow-white gauze tent, on a dark embroidery bed, and it was a weak woman who whimpered and cried.

Teary-eyed and delicate like a flower, under the moonlight bathed by the moonlight that penetrated through the window and sprinkled into the embroidered bed on the gauze tent, the beautiful woman was in a trance like the legendary spring dream that can make people intoxicated for thousands of years.

The horse of that life is soft, called Night Whisper.

Liu Li in that life was called Meng Qi.

Jiangnan, Jinling, Mengjia, Meng Qi, Milk Name Qi'er, fifteen years old, Zhenni Nine Stars, high-ranking samurai......

Well, that's another world, that's another setting, that's another encounter, that's another wind and moon.

But now, like Liang Qingqing, she is his daughter.

Goddaughters are daughters after all.

Seeing Liu Li looking at himself with strange eyes, Ma smiled softly and gently, Xia Fei's cheeks, his gaze subconsciously dodged, and moved towards the divine mirage floating on the table in front of him.

Similar to the sound transmission insect, the Divine Mirage is a domesticated and cultivated demon pet, which can use the unique band of the demon clan to receive signals, and through its talent "Mirage", the received signal is converted into video and audio for playback.

To put it bluntly, that is, the television of this world will broadcast the actual record of chasing demons equivalent to news broadcasts and the demon chasing action equivalent to documentaries.

At this moment, in the mirage formed by the white air, the video and audio being played are equivalent to the actual record of chasing demons in the news.

Well, it doesn't seem accurate to say that it's equivalent to a news broadcast, this thing is not that timely, and strictly speaking it's a TV show with celebrity interviews. (To be continued.) )