Meng Jingxiao knew that Meng Jinglan was gone, and sighed slightly.

The dream demon heard his sigh and mocked, "What? Frustrated that you didn't succeed in escaping? ”

Meng Jingxiao listened to her heart-wrenching words and smiled bitterly......

After a long time, he said: "I could have left smoothly, but you lied to me." ”

My sister has already killed one of the soul of the dream demon, and if she kills another one, the dream demon will be gone, and he will be saved.

Pity...... At the critical moment, he failed to hate.

"That's you're stupid!" The dream demon was very proud.

She just coaxed him a few words, and he believed it, could she be blamed for this? can only blame the dream for being too stupid and too easy to deceive.

There was silence for a long time...... Dream Xiaoxiao's voice came slowly: "Yes, it's me who is too stupid......"

The Dream Demon just used him as a substitute for leaving the building, and he ...... was stupid enough to sink for her, and for this, she almost killed her sister.

"Later...... Never again......" Dream Surprise said lightly, and she had already made up her mind to draw a line with the Dream Demon.

In the future, he will never sympathize with the dream demon again.

In the future, he dreamed of living only for his family!

When the dream demon heard this, somehow, there was a touch of panic in his heart.

Such as...... Something beautiful has left her.

……

……

In the real world, in the Soul King's Mansion, in the bedroom of dreams.

Boom ——!

A cloud of green light flew out of Dream Shock's brain and landed on Dream Shock's body.

In the next moment, Dream Storm opened his closed eyes, and there was a trace of anger hidden in his deep eyes.

Xiao Zuo saw that she was awake and ran over happily: "Miss, you're back." Has the soul of the eldest prince been rescued? ”

The eldest prince slept for two years, and the eldest lady entered a dream to save him. Now, the eldest lady has returned safely, is the eldest son about to wake up?

As soon as Xiao Zuo finished speaking, the demon soul's angry voice came: "Shut up!" ”

In the next moment, the demon soul flew out of the soul valley of the dream, glaring at Xiao Zuo viciously.

Xiao Zuo's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly hid behind Dream Shock.

Dream Horror said to the demon soul: "Okay, don't murder her." ”

After that, he turned to Xiao Zuo and said, "My brother's soul has not been saved." ”

When Xiao Zuo heard this, she was stunned, and she couldn't wait to slap herself a few times, her mouth was too fast, why didn't she figure things out, so she asked?

The eldest lady must be sad that she didn't wake up the eldest son.

When she asked, wasn't the eldest lady even more uncomfortable?

Dream Jinglan smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, next time, I will definitely be able to wake up my brother." ”

Although the dream demon was powerful, she believed that there was always a way to kill her.

Dream shocking, she will be rescued one day!

What's more, this dream trip was not without gains, at least, she got the soul contract.

With the soul contract in hand, even if the royal family of the Northern Night Country does not recognize her identity, she can become the king of the soul master of the Northern Night Kingdom.

When Xiao Zuo heard this, he nodded heavily: "The slave believes that the eldest lady will definitely be able to save the eldest son!" ”

After the words fell, he looked at the sky outside the house, it was already afternoon, and said: "It's past noon, the eldest lady must be hungry, and the slave maid will go to prepare food for the eldest lady." ”

"Go ahead." Dream Surprise nodded, she had been in the dream for a few hours, and she was indeed hungry.

Xiao Zuo saluted to Dream Shock, turned around and went downstairs.

After Xiao Zuo left, Meng turned his head in horror and looked at the unconscious Dream Xiao.

On the couch, his eyes were closed, his handsome face, with pale and thick black eyebrows, was tightly twisted, revealing a hint of melancholy.

He was only fifteen years old, and he was in his youth, and he should have lived wantonly.

Now he is lying on a cold bed, wasting his youth.