Chapter 167: A Dream

Mengmeng and he later left the valley where they had been, but they didn't go far.

Lin Feng said that for the time being, he would not go to the kingdom of Nazedang, and when the injury was completely completed, he would go to deal with a bandit group that was entrenched somewhere in the Demon Beast Mountain Range. Lin Feng said that the name of this bandit group is the Blood Bandit Group, which specializes in intercepting and killing some medicine collection teams and mercenary groups in the Warcraft Mountain Range, which is even more hateful than the ordinary killer organization, if they are not eradicated, more people who come into the Warcraft Mountain Range will be mutilated by them.

Yes! He's always like this, weishenme he's always going to let his heart move? He's only in his twenties or thirties, right? I imagined it, and I still don't dare to ask him how old he is, who instilled these thoughts in him? People are willing to do something for some people, and they are not afraid to put their lives into it. Perhaps, in the minds of many people, he is stupid like this, but, but I don't know Weishenme, I will be so easily moved by him.

This night, in the mountains and forests, Mengmeng had a dream: the sunset was like blood, and the red clouds were all over the sky! A fierce man with a full beard and beard stepped on a void, and from the junction of heaven and earth, he slowly walked towards the cottage where the blood thieves were located! There are tens of thousands of Jin Ge iron armor in the blood thief cottage, but at this moment it is as quiet as a shudder! Suffocation, spread in the hearts of every blood thief! The majestic and sturdy steel cottage seems to be unable to stop even the shadow of the macho man stretched by the afterglow of the slanting sun! A person faces a stockpile of people, but it is the people of that stockade who tremble! "The sin of the blood thief group is monstrous, it should be destroyed!" The voice was as bright as a bell, and it seemed to ring all over the vast corners of the Warcraft Mountain Range, and the sound went straight to the clouds, sweeping to many empires outside the Warcraft Mountain Range. That man was so proud that even God was impressed by it......

At this moment, Mengmeng seemed to wake up because of some kind of tremor, and he was so impulsive that he wanted to run over and ask the person who was sleeping a dozen steps away from him, and who his teacher was. How can there be a way to teach him like this?

At this time, the night insects in the mountains and forests were silent, but Mengmeng didn't do that after all, she just didn't know if that person was always keeping some kind of vigilance when he slept in the magic array she had set up.

At this time, under the faint starlight, it was just a vague outline, but it could also teach Mengmeng to stare for a long time.

"Can't sleep?" Suddenly, the Dream Demon's voice sounded, "You haven't seen what his titanium piece is like until now, have you?" ”

Oh! The mysterious thing made of titanium, but it seems that if there was no reminder from the dream demon, it seems that he would have forgotten that very important thing.

It's all -- there's something in this world that makes you feel like your personal selfishness is suddenly very, very small.

"Grandpa Dream Demon, it's just that even if I become friends with him, I can't ask him to bring the space ring to me for inspection!" Mengmeng said that he was really helpless.

"Hey, hey! If you really can't think of a good way to do it, just wait! The Dream Demon seemed to yawn.

At this time, Dream Dream: But it turns out that he (referring to the Dream Demon) also wants to sleep! I just don't know if he really likes to sleep or if he deliberately does this to show some kind of dissatisfaction with himself.