Qiu Yi hugged Wang Xiaodong's hand and fell asleep at some point, he was so tired, not only physically tired, but most importantly, mentally tired.

This sleep is more than ten hours, and when he woke up again, he was in Mengcheng's room, Wang Xiaodong was lying on the side, his breathing seemed to have stabilized, and there were two futons under him, which was quite intimate. Qiu Yi touched the bottom of his buttocks, naturally there was no futon, it was cold ground.

"Boy, I've finally woken up, how can you sleep better than my dream people!"

Qiu Yi was startled by this voice at first, only to find out that Meng Cheng was actually squatting next to him, which made Qiu have goosebumps together, how long has this guy been watching him!

"Hey, hey, what do you call my brother?"

"Just call me Brother Cheng, I think you have the talent for cultivation, how about it, do you want to learn my Dream Clan's "Dream Three Lives". ”

Qiu Yi immediately got up, knelt down in front of Meng Cheng, and looked at Meng Cheng with longing eyes.

"I want to learn!"

Mengcheng grinned, and his malicious gaze roamed over Qiu's body.

Qiu suddenly moved back consciously, but what was the use? Mengcheng grabbed him by the collar and dragged him outside, Mengcheng was extremely fast, Qiuyi felt that he was on a Ferrari, and it was a Ferrari that stepped on the top speed, although he had never touched a Ferrari.

Qiu Yi is now curled up into a shrimp, of course, it is curled backwards, but fortunately, Mengcheng's speed is very fast, and it didn't take long to reach his destination, and the strong inertia made him hit Mengcheng hard, Mengcheng didn't feel anything, but Qiu Yi was in pain, lying on the ground rubbing his chest, and screaming "oops" in his mouth.

Meng Cheng kicked him and scolded: "Get up, look at your cowardice, you still want to cultivate?

Qiu Yi could only endure the pain and get up, standing in front of Mengcheng and waiting for his eldest brother's teaching.

"Listen, the path of cultivation is very hard, not only the suffering of the body, but also the suffering of the heart, your friend is dead, you are very sad, but if you embark on the path of cultivation, you will step into a whirlpool, and then it will not be possible to get out if you want to, you will have more friends in the future, but you will also lose more friends, understand?" Mengcheng looked at Qiu Yi very seriously, and everything he said was the truth.

Qiu Yi seemed to understand, nodded, and said, "I have that awareness, please teach me!"

Mengcheng smiled slightly, and replied, "Then let's start now!" After speaking, he pointed at Qiu Yi's eyebrows.

......

Spring goes to autumn, ten years have passed, and in the seventh year, Qiu Yi finally broke through to the Yuyuan realm, said goodbye to Mengcheng, and went to the outside world to practice alone, while Wang Xiaodong stayed with Mengcheng.

In the three years after the dream came true, Qiu Yi couldn't even touch the edge of the middle of the Yuyuan Realm, which made him not only feel that the novel was a lie.

On this night, Qiu Yi lay on the roof, looking at the moon that was very different from the earth, and there was a sense of homesickness in his heart, thinking back to his life, when he was on the earth, his days were eating, drinking, and daydreaming, and he had also fantasized about what kind of hero he would become, and after coming to this world, he fantasized that he could become Ye Fan, and he was also checked out of powerful talents such as the Ancient Holy Body, and then sang all the way, and was at ease in another world, in fact? It took seven years to break through the first level of cultivation, and I heard Mengcheng say that Emperor Tianyi cultivated at the age of fourteen, and he had already reached the Yuanhai realm at the age of eighteen.

"I only need three years to break through the Yuan Sea Realm!"

At this time, a pot of wine smashed on Qiu Yi's chest, Qiu Yi didn't hide, not because he knew that it was wine and wouldn't hurt him, but because he didn't want to hide, let alone wine, it was a knife, and he didn't bother to hide, he was so mixed up that he was dead!

"Qiu Yi, what's wrong, do you miss a woman?" Lu Yang took a wine jug and lay down beside Qiu Yi.

Akichi picked up the flask and took a sip of it.

"Lao Tzu wants to go home!"

When Lu Yang heard Qiu Yi's words, he got up and looked at Qiu Yi incredulously.

"Brother, you're not talking nonsense, a good man is ambitious, how can you be homesick!"

Qiu Yi waved his hand and said, "What a bullshit good man, I want to go home now, I don't care about anything, go home!"

Lu Yang was furious and yelled: "You waste, what about the world together, and now you want to leave your brothers alone and run away alone?"

Qiu Yi poured another sip of wine, as if he was a little drunk.

"Okay, okay, I'll just talk about it, how can I really go back, do you know where my home is?"

"Where!"

Akiichi casually pointed somewhere in the sky.

"That!"

Lu Yang also looked in the direction of his finger, and saw only a few stars, and then kicked Qiu Yi in the stomach.

"What kind of fart are you farting!"

Qiu Yi rubbed his stomach, the wine was completely kicked away by this kick, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Lu Yang's foot, pulled it, and threw it to the ground.

Lu Yang is also a cultivator of the Yuyuan Realm, so it will naturally be nothing to be thrown down from the house, but this is enough to make him angry, and he picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it at Qiu Yi, Qiu Yi avoided it in time, but the gravel that fell on the roof still scratched Qiu Yi's face.

Qiu Yi roared angrily: "You ruined Lao Tzu's handsome face!" Then he jumped off the roof and punched Lu Yang, who was not to be outdone, and also returned Qiu Yi with a punch.

Qiu Yi punched again, but Lu Yang tilted his head to avoid his attack, and Lu Yang's face also showed a triumphant expression. However, the breaking air from the side shattered this beautiful opportunity, and a sharp arrow pierced Qiu Yi's left arm, and at the same time pierced Lu Yang's temple.

Qiu Yi's eyes widened, not because of the pain, but because of the eternal frozen expression of his friend Lu Yang, the temple is a dead hole, Qiu Yi couldn't be clearer, and at this moment there is an arrow connecting Lu Yang's temple with his left arm.

The arrows were so powerful that they not only pierced them, but also knocked them to the ground.

Qiuyi looked at the corpse that fell to the ground with him in horror, his arm was still pressed against his temple, it looked like he had killed him, and when Qiuyi desperately tried to pull his arm out, a large knife fell from the sky, helping Qiuyi separate from the arrow.

Qiu Yi let out a scream as he watched himself bleed nonstop, revealing his severed arm of white bones.

And the culprit of all this grabbed him by the chin, put the knife in his mouth, cut off his tongue, and that's not all, the knife continued to go deeper.

Qiu Yi pushed him away violently, turned around and wanted to escape, but how could it be so easy, it was another knife, Qiu Yi's legs were cut off, and he fell to the ground weakly.