Now Jinghua is in this dream.

Although he is an adult, in his dreams, he is still the size of his childhood. When he opened his eyes, the moon was already in the west outside the window, and the hour should have reached the second half of the night, so Jing'an lay beside his bed and fell asleep on his stomach. Xiao Jinghua quietly got up, put on her clothes, and walked out of the palace.

As if someone was guiding, he drove the cloud head to Baoqing Palace.

He is not a few years old from Chenhua, and occasionally comes here to play with Chenhua, so the road is quite familiar. The guests during the day had dispersed, and a few guests with a hangover had also been placed in the side hall to rest. Contrary to the daytime full of friends and staggered friends, the Baoqing Palace at this time, from the master to the palace maids, was so quiet as if they were asleep.

Xiao Jinghua walked straight to the dormitory.

Chenhua had been crazy for a day, he had already slept soundly, and even snoring slightly, and the nurses and maids who accompanied him were also tired, seeing that he was sleeping peacefully, he also went to the ear room next door early to rest.

Xiao Jinghua was alone, tiptoeing towards his younger brother.

He stood beside Chenhua's bed and looked at it coldly.

His younger brother, who slept very soundly, seemed to dream of something delicious, and licked his lips unsatisfied. He was very afraid of the heat, so he put both hands on the outside of the quilt and held them up flat, with a carefree posture. The chubby little hand is still holding something, and I want to come to the toy that I am reluctant to put down before going to bed.

"Jinghua," a voice said to him, "this is the man who caused your father to forget you!"

"You have worked hard for three months, and you have memorized so many profound and complicated scriptures, just so that your father can be with you for a day!

You could have pruned plum blossoms in the yard with your father, drank tea and played chess together, and maybe left him for dinner!

- It's all ruined by this kid!

No, he didn't just ruin your day—your entire childhood, your whole life, will be ruined at his hands!

If you don't have him, without that stepmother, even if you don't have a mother, your father will still cherish you and care about you!

If it weren't for him, you would still be the most favored little prince in the Nine Heavens, and you would never be as lonely and desolate as you are now!

He is not a few years old from you, think about how you spent your 400th birthday? But someone has lived for you? Why does he have to be pampered and benefited?

Jinghua, don't hesitate! It's him! It's their mother and son, who snatched your father away!

Snatch away all your childhood, all your warmth and love! When you grow up, he will rob you of more things until he snatches everything you care about!

As long as there are their mother and son, you will live a miserable life in this life, and you will never come out, even if you are sick to death, your father will not care, let alone come to see you!

Father's heart has long since left you! He has forgotten the death date of your mother! On a day like today, even if you have already told him, even if you have waited for him in the courtyard all day, even if he knows that you are sick and fainted, what will happen to him?

Isn't he busy with his new love, with his favorite youngest son for his 400th birthday? In the blessing of so many people, they are a harmonious and happy family! What about you? You are just a superfluous person. If he dies sooner, he can be out of sight and out of mind......"

Xiao Jinghua seemed to think that the voice was right.

He looked at his sleeping brother, nodded involuntarily, and said to himself: "That's right, Chenhua, you already have so many people who like it, and I only have one father left." I just want him to accompany me to prune the branches, and it only takes a little time, but why do you want to grab me even so little?"

Somehow, Xiao Jinghua suddenly had a dagger in his hand, as desolate as water, just like a sad smile that suddenly appeared on his pale little face.

The voice said, "Kill him, and your father will return to you!"

Xiao Jinghua shook the dagger hard and quietly raised it.

"That's right, that's it!Do it! Just one sword!!Father will be yours again!" the voice continued to bewitch.

The dagger is shining!

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On the battlefield of Shuofeng's slaughter, Jiang Jinge was already drenched in sweat.

Xuanyuan Jinghua has a strong will beyond ordinary people, and he is meticulous and has no last resort, and he wants to refine the illusion to control such a person, which is really dangerous, and if he is not careful, he will be captured by the other party and will be counterattacked.

So he deliberately made a fantasy of Xuanyuan Jinghua's childhood, once Jinghua entered the illusion, he could only think and deal with it with a child's mind, so Jiang Jinge's grasp was relatively greater.

That thing is also true.

Jinghua did ask his father to go to him to prune the flowers and branches with him on Chenhua's 400th birthday, and he did fall ill in disappointment after waiting for a day, and even had the dream of going to Baoqing Palace alone.

But the second half of the dream was different—it was a fantasy made by Jiang Jinge.

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borrowing part of the reality, and then marrying into his own fantasy, this is the highest wisdom of Jiang Jinge's "soul control", and even compared with the general trend of the Bodhisattva, the blue is better than the blue.

Because no matter how high the cultivation is, once you are immersed in your own past, and it is precipitated in the depths of your soul, the time when the most distant and profound past is often the time when a person is the most vulnerable and the spirit is the most vulnerable to invasion.

Jiang Jinge used this trick to deal with Shi Er and Kuai Fang before, and the two of them had such a high level of cultivation, and they had no power to parry, making him almost drive straight into the country without the slightest hindrance.

Now he has concocted a childhood fantasy of Xuanyuan Jinghua in accordance with the law.

That illusion, half-truth, half-truth. There, he was just a poor child, lacking father's love, neglected, forgotten, with a stomach full of coldness and pain, but had to act like a sensible adult, pretending not to care.

Again and again, he watched his brother bathe in grace and watch their family share their family, while he could only watch and look forward to it alone, from afar.

But they can never hope for it.

Jinghua in that illusion only needs a dagger and a few words of bewitchment.

As long as he raises the dagger, what he kills is himself in reality.

Now, Tian Meng watched Jinghua's eyes dilute, and slowly raised Lanyue, the hilt of the sword reversed, and he was about to stab himself!

Tian Meng rushed out in a hurry, and galloped on his horse: "Your Highness!

But Jinghua didn't react at all, the moon was as cold as autumn water, and in his hand it was still close to his chest, and the sharp sword qi had already cut through his clothes!

In the dream, Xiao Jinghua also held the dagger and stabbed his brother who was sleeping sweetly on the bed little by little!

The voice grew louder and louder in my head:

Kill him! Kill him!

Snatch your father back!

Take back everything that belongs to you!

Jiang Jingo began to smile.

He succeeded! Who said that Xuanyuan Jinghua would be invincible? Master was right, as long as he was a human being, as long as he was affectionate, there would be flaws.

Jin Ge guessed the beginning, but not the end.

In the dream, Xiao Jinghua held the dagger, smiled, and said to Chenhua, who was sleeping soundly: "Today is your birthday, although this dagger is rougher, but I made it myself, don't dislike it as a gift for you." ”

He carefully stuffed the dagger under Chenhua's pillow, and said with a little shame: "I wanted to rush over at dinner, but I didn't think I was sick again." By the way, next time I'll see if there's a suitable one, and I'll give you a scabbard. Such a bare dagger looks strange and scary. ”

Jiang Jinge was simply dumbfounded!

How so?

Didn't he manipulate the child so easily? it was just a lonely, helpless child who longed for his father's love.

Jinghua was right in front of him, with a long body and a clear eyes like stars.

Jiang Jinge's face turned pale, and he couldn't speak: "How could it be? Why were you able to penetrate my illusion? You were obviously already under control from the beginning?"

Could it be that he was already so strong even when he was a child? Could it be that he really had no shortcomings?

There can be no such person in the world!

Jinghua looked at Jin Ge coldly, "Your illusion is very powerful. But you're miscalculated one thing. ”

He spoke in a calm tone, as if what he said had nothing to do with himself, "You think that in a situation like mine, a child who has no one to love, must be very pitiful, and must be jealous of his stepmother and brother, and even hate them to death......"

"You are mistaken, I have never hated," he said slowly, "Whether it is Chenhua or your aunt, even if she deliberately asked Xuan Yao to marry my eldest brother in order to stimulate me at that time, I didn't hate her." You lured me into the illusion, but you miscalculated my mind!"

"The queen of heaven must have her own hardships and her last resort. Jing Hua paused, and his voice suddenly changed, "It's like today's battlefield showdown, I'm going to kill you, and I have no choice but to do it, please don't hate me!"

Before the words fell, Lanyue had turned into a sword light in the sky, firmly enveloping it.

Jiang Jinge only felt that in all directions, there seemed to be countless sword blades falling at the same time, trapping himself without a trace of gap. The sword qi of Ling Yan was rushing in, forcing him so that his internal organs almost burst, and he couldn't even breathe through in a hurry.

He is proficient in illusion, and his attainments in swords, guns, fists and feet are really average, and when he sees Jinghua's swordsmanship as fast as thunder and lightning, and like a bamboo, he simply doesn't even have the courage to parry.

Jin Ge dodged left and right in embarrassment, and shouted loudly with all his might: "Xuanyuan Jinghua, you are not complacent! Look back at your soldiers, kill me, and they will forever fall into their own illusion!"

Jinghua looked back at his camp, and his face changed.