The night is deep.

The solitary moon hangs in the night sky, dotted with a few sparse stars.

A busy day passes.

It is so tiring to practice swords during the day, it stands to reason that Mu Jiujiu should fall asleep soon.

But unexpectedly, she tossed and turned. As soon as she closes her eyes now, she looks like Wen Yuan practicing swords.

That scene has always lingered in Mu Jiujiu's mind, and occasionally when I think about it, I will have an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Mu Jiujiu thought sweetly and sadly in his heart: Why am I so happy when I think of him?

But when I thought of not going home for so long, I still asked Dawn with some concern: "If I haven't gone back for so long, it won't be long in reality, right?" ”

When the time comes, the parents will definitely be very worried when they find out that she is gone.

Dawn explains, "The two worlds have different speeds of time, so don't worry. ”

Although he still feels a little ridiculous in his heart, Mu Jiujiu has already leaned towards the statement that "this game may be a world". Maybe in her selfish heart, she doesn't want the people she has met during this time to be just a bunch of data.

Mu Jiujiu's heart was fresh and curious: "I remember when I first came here, you said that this is World 111, and there are many similar worlds?" ”

Dawn: "Yes. ”

Mu Jiujiu: "What is the rest of the world like?" ”

Dawn: "There are so many types of styles that it's hard to describe. ”

Mu Jiujiu: "Okay. ”

Brother Qianxiao's injuries also slowly recovered, and later he woke up again, and Mu Jiujiu also took the opportunity to ask him about the reason for his serious injuries that day.

I don't know why she listened to his description, she always felt that the thing was somewhat similar to the black shadow she saw by the forest lake, but she didn't see it with her own eyes, and it was difficult to make conclusions.

Duan Qianxiao said that his injury was almost healed, and said that he would continue on the road tomorrow morning. Although Mu Jiujiu felt that he was a little reluctant, he also knew that the Tourina was about to bloom, and in addition to wanting to bring the "Heart of Jade" back to his master, the most important thing was to find out the news about the death of his brothers and sisters.

I also go to bed early, and I can be more energetic tomorrow.

With that thought, she closed her eyes.

Unconsciously, Mu Jiujiu's consciousness gradually blurred. In the confusion, it seemed that something began to glow, and then flew outward.

"Hmm......" Mu Jiujiu rubbed his eyes, and suddenly felt that something was missing around him.

After a closer look, I found that the dream of the wind and moon was gone!

I was afraid of special circumstances before, so I put Fengyue Dream by my side, but now the surroundings are empty.

It's strange, it's still there before going to bed, where did it go?

Mu Jiujiu woke up suddenly, and suddenly heard a faint sound outside the wooden house, so he involuntarily walked out of the wooden house.

Under the light of the moon.

A plain-clothed woman was holding a white umbrella, as if she was looking down and thinking about something.

- It's the young lady who hasn't seen me for a long time.

From the perspective of Mu Jiujiu, I just saw her delicate side face and fair and slender neck. Like a white, crumbling flower.

This is not the first time Mu Jiujiu has seen a dream, but I am always amazed by her temperament.

This feeling has nothing to do with appearance, she has seen many people with beautiful appearances, and Wen Yuan around her is one.

If you only look at the appearance of Yumeng, it is not beautiful, but her uniqueness is a temperament that is not stained with dust, like an elf without fireworks.

When Mu Jiujiu saw this scene, he felt that this situation and this scene were touching and picturesque.

She has a natural yearning for beautiful things, whether it's beautiful scenery or unique people. In addition, the dream exists in his own sword, so he naturally brings a little affection to the dream.

Before she knew it, she had rubbed into Yumeng's side.

"Miss Dream, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Sensing her presence before the dream, he turned his head and smiled at her gently.

Her gaze was very light, and Mu Jiujiu always felt that her gaze on herself seemed to be looking farther through her.

"Why don't you see Miss Dream on weekdays?" Mu Jiujiu hasn't seen her for a long time, and I still miss her a little.

"I'm just a remnant soul, and only in the 'Wind and Moon Dream' can I barely maintain my current illusory appearance. So I won't come out at will unless I have to. ”

Mu Jiujiu: "That's it." ”

She felt a little sorry in her heart, it must be a little boring to stay in one place alone, right?

Mu Jiujiu thought about it, and suddenly asked, "Then why did the young lady come out today?" ”

"Because I feel a strange fluctuation." Ghost Dream explained.

Mu Jiujiu wondered: "Strange fluctuations? ”

Dream: "Well, it's not far away, and it's getting stronger and stronger lately. ”

Mu Jiujiu: "Is it a bad feeling?" ”

Yumeng said softly: "No, it's a feeling that makes me feel comfortable. ”

Mu Jiujiu thought to himself, is there anything else in this forest that is helpful for the soul of the incomplete dream?

If there really is such a thing, then she must find it for her.

Yumeng slowly closed his eyes, as if listening to the wind.

Halfway through, she suddenly said, "Someone is coming." ”

Mu Jiujiu: "Huh? ”

The dream in front of him suddenly disappeared, and after a while, a cold and familiar voice suddenly came from behind him: "What are you doing here?" ”

Mu Jiujiu looked back and found that it was Wen Yuan.

"I ...... Come out and go around. For some reason, she felt a little weak when she saw Wen Yuan, although she didn't do anything.

"Who were you talking to?" Wen Yuan asked lightly.

Mu Jiujiu wanted to tell him about the existence of the dream, but suddenly he felt that he was like a primary school student who met the head teacher when he skipped class.

So she innocently said to him, "No, I just sang." ”

The girl in the moonlight looked at him quietly with pure eyes.

Wen Yuan knew that she was lying, but he didn't expose it.

He looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, the other party's skin was fair and radiant, like a warm jade. The lips were full and bloody, as if dyed red by sweet and seductive berries. Her figure is not thin, but just right, but it gives people a sense of lightness.

My heart moved, and I couldn't help but think of the time when I was in the Yuehua Spirit Realm.

It was the first time I saw her, and I vaguely remember that it was such a night. The snow-colored petals around him swayed in the wind, and the butterflies of light danced.

Obviously he was still wary of her at that time, but he reached out and brushed away the petals of her hair.

Thinking like this, she involuntarily reached out and grabbed her black hair flying in the wind.

Mu Jiujiu was stunned.

She looked at Wen Yuan in front of her, and he also looked down at her. His facial features are delicate, his eyes are deep, and from her perspective, his long eyelashes can be seen.

Wen Yuan was so close to her that his chest almost touched her cheek.

Mu Jiujiu smelled the familiar smell of the man, his cheeks were hot, and he looked up at him stunned.

At that moment, all the scenery was far away, and the sound of wind and insects in my ears was still.

There was only the man's deep eyes.

He looked at her quietly, and the brilliance in his eyes was more beautiful than the starlight.

Just when Mu Jiujiu thought he was going to lower his head and kiss her, he heard Wen Yuan chuckle.

He whispered in her ear, "Don't run around in the middle of the night, go back to sleep obediently." ”

As she spoke, her lips seemed to rub over her earlobes unintentionally.

After saying that, he noticed the girl in front of him whose eyes were like autumn water, and her ears immediately turned red.

The corners of Wen Yuan's mouth hooked slightly, and then he walked past her and into the wooden house.

Mu Jiujiu watched the man's back disappear in front of him, and looked up at the night—a lonely moon hung in the inky sky, and a few sparse stars shining around him.

She touched her hot face and exhaled.

Behind him, the dream of the wind and moon turned into a plain umbrella and stood quietly aside.

She picked up her umbrella and walked into the wooden house.