There were no stars in the dark night under the lonely sky, Qiao Ziye covered the magic weapon he had just obtained in the inner pocket of his chest, and returned to Runlu along the trail with some joy and some worry.

As soon as I entered the backyard, I found that the hall was dimly lit and empty.

Hey, aren't these people doing some kind of small gang activities while I'm not there?

Three steps and two steps hurriedly jumped to the second floor, and as soon as he reached the staircase, he bumped into Meng Yi, who looked like a stone Buddha, and put his finger against his lips to signal him to speak softly. Qiao Ziye reacted in time to stop his steps, tiptoed through the last two steps, and approached Meng Yi's side and whispered, "What?"

Meng Yi shook his head, only signaled him to silence, and nudged him into his room.

"What are you doing? Qiao Ziye was confused and couldn't figure out the situation, but seeing Meng Yi's serious expression, he couldn't help but get nervous.

"Don't make a sound," Meng Yi suppressed his voice and said, "Don't be alarmed Sang Xia, my sleeping spell is no better than a demon, and the time limit is very short." In Chasansha's dream, don't wake her up. At that time, it will be dangerous to get a good child. Shh

Hearing this, Qiao Ziye raised his eyebrows and leaned forward, instinctively wanting to go to Su'er's side to protect him, but immediately reacted that he didn't have this ability at all. When it comes to it, don't add anything to it, you're already helping her. Thinking like this, he reluctantly sat down on the only chair in Meng Yi's room. The hands that lay flat on his lap unconsciously tapped his fingers, revealing the anxiety in his heart.

In the room on the other side, Fusu stood quietly beside the bed. If it weren't for the blinking of the eyes at intervals, it would be mistaken for a statue.

The light gold soft light that continued to overflow from Fusu's fingertips flowed to the person sleeping peacefully on the bed. Time passed minute by minute, but no message came back from Su'er. This tranquility made him feel anxious.

If it's just a spiritual dream, once you encounter the voice that can push Su'er out of the dream, you will definitely be unable to resist, so the best way is to use the entity.

But in this way, if Su'er encounters a crisis in her dream, it won't be as simple as scattering a clone like last time. In the end, it was decided that, just like last time, Fusu's original energy was immersed in Su'er's nightmare spell and dreamed with her entity.

In the middle, Fusu can't cut off the echo with Su'er's spiritual power. In case Su'er encounters a crisis, Fusu can sense it at the first time, even if she can't take her out of the dream, it can also continuously provide her with spiritual power for self-defense.

Speaking of which, Sangxia's dream is not a wolf's tiger's den, but if it is really as they expected, Sangxia's dream is the entrance to the dead's enchantment, which is even more terrifying than the wolf's tiger's den.

However, two hours have passed now, and although there is no signal of crisis, Su'er's sense is beginning to weaken. This couldn't help but make Fu Su's brows furrow, and the spiritual power in his hand overflowed even more.

............

It's not the first time I've entered Sangxia's dream, and Su'er has long been mentally prepared.

But the scene in front of me is not at all what I saw before, nor is it what I expected.

There was no vast whiteness, no densely woven spiritual power net, no entrances to the five small worlds, and no strange sounds.

She didn't know how long she had been asleep, but she felt her body float lightly, and after passing through a primeval jungle that covered the sky, she came to the top of a mountain.

Yes, the top of the mountain. If it weren't for this bright mountain top, if it weren't for the wind blowing in the mountains and rivers at her feet, Su'er would have thought that she had entered that creepy psychic enchantment again.

Fortunately, after careful observation, I concluded that it was not Mei Ruoyu's 'cannibalistic' realm, and I was relieved. When I came back to my senses, I looked down the mountain and carefully observed the surrounding situation.

I saw the smoke lingering in the distance around the continuous mountain range, some high and low, far and near, there are people at the foot of the mountain, and I can't really see it from a distance, but I only feel that there seems to be smoke curling in it, and the field house is regular. There is a stream flowing along the mountain, and there seems to be a bridge crossing it.

It's an idyllic scenery, so it's quiet and leisurely.

In the mid-air above the mountains, there are countless clouds, and it should be evening dusk, the clouds flow slowly, and the clouds gathered in one place shine beautifully. It is not like the golden eyes of the scorching sun, nor is it the fiery red cloud reflecting the sunset, and the light is very comfortable. Mountains and rivers came and went, chasing those flowing clouds and brushing Su'er's long hair.

"It's so beautiful!" Su'er unconsciously stood on the top of the mountain and looked at it for a long time, muttering to herself.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful, it's beautiful..."

There was a voice in the mountains, and Su'er was coldly startled. Quickly turned around and looked around, but there was no one. She cautiously summoned the Emerald Chain to protect her, and walked cautiously forward under her feet.

There are many trees and flowers on the top of the mountain, and the foliage is lush and lush. As she tried step by step, the tall trees and flowers on the ground slowly avoided both sides, as if they were afraid of frightening her and as if they were afraid of being frightened by her.

"Who?" Su'er didn't dare to move, twisted a pair of willow eyebrows and gently rose into the air, floated to a position as high as the trees, and slowly turned to look around.

"Who, who, who..."

There was another voice in the mountains, and this time she heard it clearly, the same voice she had made earlier.

Could it be an echo?

"Sanxia, is that you?" she rarely called out the name of the Dream Lord in her dreams.

In this beautiful dream like a pure land outside the world, there is no trace of spiritual power. So, Su'er guessed that this might be Sangxia's real dream. Because no matter from which point of view, such a dream should be the ordinary mortal.

"Is it you, is it you, is it you..."

There are still only echoes, and there is still no one.

Su'er froze in the air, and as soon as her eyes were raised, she decided to make a bold attempt.

"Breaking the Nightmare" said lightly, his right hand slid from the shoulder blade, and countless black rune totems slowly floated out, and in no time, they had gathered into several circles of swimming ribbons around Su'er's body.

"Go" The ribbon suddenly seemed to have received an order, and quickly dispersed around her, like a flying ribbon of inky light swept towards the scene below the mountain.

The distant mountains and blue sky, the orange clouds and streams, everything is still as good as ever, and everything is not shattered as she thought.

Not an illusion?!!

Su'er was even more dazed. If all this is just an illusion, then it is simple, meet God and ask God, meet Buddha and ask Buddha.

As a result, it was really just an ordinary dream.

As she expected, the attempt failed. The Nightmare Breaker still danced and swam in the distance, like a playful naughty elf, without a hint of danger.

A punch was thrown on the cotton, without the slightest response. All the methods that should be used have been used, Su'er is a little depressed and speechless.

No, no, no, no.

If it's a normal dream, why hasn't the scene changed in the slightest?

Su'er came to her senses and carefully observed the flowing orange clouds and the thin stream again. She hurried down the hill and looked at the tiled house in front of her, even the smoke curling from Nana.

It's so regular, it's impossible!

Even if this is Sang Xia's longing for his hometown, or his reluctance to give up on a beautiful place, it is impossible to present it in this way.

Hometown! A flash of inspiration flashed.

Su Er said softly, "Who are you, why are you hiding in Sanxia's dream, is this your hometown?"

Blank, quiet all around.

Su'er breathed intently, nervously and expectantly.

"Home, Township?!" Finally, no longer an echo, an ethereal voice sounded.

Su'er let out a breath and didn't move, but she knew that as long as there was a response, it meant that her temptation was successful!