Huge crowds of people and cars passed through the street, but it was extremely cold at this time.

There weren't many people on the street, they didn't even walk, and some came out occasionally, as if they were going to do something.

But after seeing them, almost all of them were in a hurry and hurried to avoid them. For fear of being caught by mistakenly thinking of the murderer.

Looking at the dark clouds in the sky from afar, something is brewing. It seems that every time I enter the palace, something particularly interesting happens.

I wonder what will happen this time? But Hua Ling'er is dead. Isn't that too cheap for her? Yes, it's too weird.

In order to show her identity and make it clear that she is not an ordinary ordinary citizen in the market, she moved out the luxury carriage she usually does not sit in.

Gently lowering the car curtain, I felt a gust of wind drifting by, and when I raised my eyes, a red-bellied child floated in front of me.

Murong Xue raised her eyebrows, "Why are you smiling so happily?" ”

After a month of getting along, I have already regarded Honghong as my relative. Seeing Honghong's happy appearance, I was also very happy.

Honghong circled the top of Murong Xuetian's head three times, and finally landed in front of Murong Xuetian, and said happily:

"Sister, guess what I just did?"

Reach out and scoop Red Red out of mid-air.

"Whose dream did you steal again?"

Honghong, blushing, puffing cheeks, "No, am I like that kind of person?" ”

Murong Xue looked at him carefully, and said seriously: "It's like, it's very similar, it's very similar." ”

"You, bad woman!"

Looking at it like this, it's really cute, not to mention. I couldn't help but pinch his face.

"I was wrong." Again, seriously.

Honghong blinked his eyes, and for a while he forgot about Murong Xue pinching his face. When did this woman change sex?

She wouldn't have been so quick to admit her mistake before. No, she wouldn't admit her mistake at all.

"You're not human, so there's nothing like it."

Sure enough, he really won't admit his mistakes, he was too naïve, and he was poisoned by this woman.

He turned around in a huff and decided not to pay attention to her. Because he has no reason to refute.

He's not human at all, she's right. He is the greatest god in the world. It's not such a small human being.

"You messengers. Do you have to steal dreams for a living? Murong Xue was puzzled.

When Honghong heard the word stealing, she instantly exploded. Even the flowers on the other side of the head were erected.

"How can this be called stealing? I'm helping those people with their sleep problems. I'm doing good. In the words of you human beings, it is the joy of helping others. ”

If you continue to fight, I'm afraid that this guy Honghong will really be angry.

"Well, it's not called stealing, it's called picking, it's called foraging."

Honghong listened, although she thought it was weird. But it's better than stealing that word, and I'm not so angry.

But she still took Murong Xue with her fart, who told her to speak so hateful.

Murong Xuetian directly slapped Honghong on the wall of the carriage, and made a bang with a bang.

The car stopped. The father-in-law asked, "What's the matter with Miss Murong?" ”

A calm voice came from inside: "There was also a cat that was so naughty that it hit the wall of the car." ”

My father-in-law thought it was strange that when Miss Murong went up, she didn't bring any animals with her. How could there be a cat?

Strange is strange, Mi Gonggong still didn't ask. He just told the driver to slow down.

Honghong's farts sat on the ground, crying.

"Bad woman, bad woman! You're the cat, and your whole family is a cat. ”

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, no matter how noisy you are, others won't be able to hear you." Rubbing the red head, the vertical flower on the other side instantly became soft, making Murong Xue very docile and comfortable to touch.

When she took her hand away, the flower became vibrant again.

Honghong rubbed her big eyes, thinking she was right. He is still an invisible soul, and no one can see his body, but no one can hear his voice.

simply stood up and didn't let this bad woman see the joke.

With a wicked smile on his face, he leaned over Murong Xuetian's face, "Hehe, you haven't guessed what I went to do?" ”

Seeing Honghong's smiling face, he felt strange, raised his eyebrows and said:

"You were the one who assassinated the harem concubines and officials?"

Honghong nodded, originally wanting to fool her. I didn't expect her to guess it at once, it's really not fun at all.

However, this is his master, and being able to guess what he is doing at once means that she is not too stupid.

"How? Awesome, right? But I didn't kill those ministers. I didn't kill anyone, either.

I just absorbed all their dreams and imprisoned them in my own dreams. ”

"I can't breathe, why didn't I kill anyone?"

It turned out that it was her little pet who made such a big move. Killing people invisibly is much more powerful than her poisons or whatever.

Honghong crossed Erlang's legs, sat on the stool in the car, shook her little feet, and said proudly:

"If you're trapped in a dream, you can't breathe. It's like the soul is detached, they can't control their body. ”

Trapped in your own dreams? Is it the same as the last time I was drunk?

Isolated from the world, he fell into a deep, deep abyss.

No one else knows what happened to you, and you don't breathe, but you're not dead, you're lying there motionless like a dead man.

The soul has already encountered other people and objects in another world, and if it cannot overcome this dream, it will remain trapped there.

Honghong's small lump has such a big ability. If he is really allowed to grow up, wouldn't he have the ability to exterminate the country with cholera?

"You said that you didn't kill the minister, and you didn't kill anyone. But what's the matter with those heads? What's going on with the plugged in? ”

Honghong scratched her head embarrassedly, "I pulled Luo Chi over to avenge you, he killed those people." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he was still a toddler and had low spells, he wouldn't have the ability to kill those people. Otherwise, even a dream can annihilate their souls, and they will never enter reincarnation.

His spells are really low, and he wants to grow up quickly.

Honghong was aggrieved, but Murong Xuetian was moved by his loyal and naïve thoughts.

He was so big that he lied to himself that he was going out to pick dreams and forage for food. The real reason is to avenge himself.

No wonder she wondered why the people she had planned to make them pay for years were among these assassins.

I saw Honghong sitting there like a child, with big eyes wide open in anticipation of praise. She couldn't bear to scold him anymore.

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