"Childe, do you really want to go by yourself, it's too dangerous, let's let Mengqing go with you!" Mengqing looked at Feng Lan who was packing her luggage.

"No, I can do it myself, and don't forget what I gave you, and we'll be friends forever." Feng Lan walked to Mengqing's side and patted her on the shoulder.

"It's a dream." The heart of the dream suddenly hurts, and the hope is that it will all be destroyed, the tears keep rolling in the circles of the eyes, and the dream tries its best to control it and not let them fall.

"Then, the family will be handed over to you first, and I will leave first." After saying that, Feng Lan left.

When the footsteps faded away, Mengqing turned around and looked at the man he loved to the bones, although he would not be his own, but the love in his heart would continue until time stopped and the world died.

"No one is gone, and they're still watching." Kapok appeared behind Dream and whispered.

"I said Firefox, you can't help but be behind someone else." Mengqing wiped the tears from her face and looked back at the demonic man who was dressed in red.

"Little Mengmeng, isn't this a comfort to you, how can others have this treatment." Saying that, the hand of the red cotton tree grabbed the thin waist branch of the dream.

"Fox, you'd better let go, do you think I'm one of those women in your bed?" A silver needle in Mengqing's right hand was pressed against the chest of the red cotton.

"Little Mengmeng, don't you want to be so ruthless? It hurts so much for the injured people here. "Red cotton and nothing happened, and the hand holding the needle of Mengqing pierced his chest like this.

"Firefox, are you crazy, you don't know that this needle is poisonous." The dream wanted to withdraw his hand, but the red cotton was holding on tightly.

"That's what I know." The red at the corners of the cotton cotton's mouth had turned into blood, and his face began to turn a little blue.

"Firefox, let go, or you'll really be a dead fox." Mengqing finally pulled out his hand from Cotton Cotton's hand, took out a small white medicine bottle in his arms, poured out a brown pill and put it into Cotton Cotton's mouth, stroked him and sat down, and began to catalyze the dissolution of the medicine with internal force.

"I knew you couldn't bear to let me die." When Cotton Tree woke up again, he looked at Mengqing who was guarding the bedside and said.

Mengqing saw that Hongmian woke up, got up and was about to leave, and was grabbed by Hongmian's hand, "Xiaomengmeng's family is hungry, and you know, I have a habit of cleanliness and never eat other people's cooking, so can you..."

"I can't." Mengqing didn't look at the pitiful appearance of the red cotton, and answered directly.

"I'm a patient, or was injured by you, what do you think would happen if Childe knew?" Cotton Tree covered her mouth and laughed.

"You threaten me." Dream Qing looked at the red cotton with a cold face.

"You know that Childe is your dead end, go and make food for others!" Cotton Tree closed her eyes and looked like she was asleep.

Mengqing gestured with her fist, and obediently went to the kitchen.

As soon as the dream left, Cotton Cotton's eyes opened, looked outside and said to himself: "I can only help you get here, and you can only look at yourself in the future, I hope you can get what you want!" After saying that, he closed his eyes again.

"Zi'er, what is the probability of Feng Lan's success against Ling Yu?" Gu Ziyu looked at the galloping people in the distance and asked.

"Feng Lan is not a simple person, he is very deep!" I snuggled up to Gu Ziyu and fiddled with the orange phoenix spirit stone in my hand and said.