The affairs of the Heavenly Realm were particularly tricky, and I dealt with it for three days before rushing back to the Dream Realm, and then discussed with Shangchen and the other palace masters about finding the next Nightmare King. I was busy until dark and then returned to the hut.

In the hut, the lights were bright, and a yellow figure was swaying on the bamboo platform, and a little song was humming.

"What about the small set? Why are you alone here? I asked lightly, didn't you tell Xiaoji to come here?

"Master, you're back" Dye Yan heard my voice and quickly got up and waved at me.

I paused, nodded, and walked towards the bamboo platform, this girl is always inexplicably excited, and I don't know where the spirit comes from.

"Sister Xiaoji went to rest, I'm afraid that you will come back, I want to drink, it's not good to drink on an empty stomach, so, I'll stay and wait for you, by the way, I can get you some food" Dye Yan has been looking at me, this kind of scene has been many times, many late nights, it seems that she is there.

"No need, go to sleep" I sat on the chair and looked at the dyed smoke in a goose yellow dress in front of me, this dress is beautifully embroidered, it is very suitable for dying smoke, and I will let Xiaoji do it according to this style in the future.

"Master, do you look good in this cigarette dress? It was given to me by Sister Xiaoji.,It's not just this one.,Hehe.。 Master, Sister Xiaoji also brought me a lot of delicious pastries, I'll go get some for you" Dye Yan spun around, and the happiness in his tone couldn't help but make me feel relaxed.

"I said that I don't have to, since I can't sleep, go and show me the copied spiritual book" I scolded, flicked the sleeves, and a lotus carved hairpin fell, which was given by the heavenly fairy to thank me for my help, I looked good, so I thought about bringing it to the smoke, after all, the girl's family, still need some jewelry, and you can't always hold a bamboo stick to pull your hair for a lifetime.

"Master, what is this?" Dye Smoke picked up the hairpin, and his eyes were full of like, but he didn't say it.

"What do you think of this is a gift for a girl?" I wanted to say that it was for the smoke, but the words changed again, and I couldn't show the slightest bit of goodness in front of the smoke.

"Very good, then the master put it away, don't break it, I'll go and get the copied spiritual book for you to see" Smoke sighed in disappointment, put the hairpin in my hand, and quickly turned around and left.

I looked at this hairpin and shook my head helplessly, just wait for a chance to dye the smoke in the future, this little girl, can't you say anything to your face? Everything is buried in the heart, what to do later.

It's been a long time since I've been to see Caini, Dyed Smoke and Caini are sisters, sooner or later they have to meet, maybe, when they meet, they will become good friends, and in the future, if they know their life experience, they won't be abrupt.

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"Master, give" Dye Yan handed me a particularly thick scroll of paper, and then stepped aside, without the smile he had just faced.

I opened it and quietly looked at it, there were some parts of this spiritual art that I had deliberately corrected, so that I could find out and realize it myself, and sure enough, it didn't disappoint me, and on the paper scroll copied, Smoke corrected them.

"Well, how did you choose these three spiritual powers?" I saw the three spirit stones on the table and asked nervously.

"Please Master punish" Smoke quickly knelt down and lowered his head.

"Huh?"

"Today, listening to Sister Xiaoji's chat, she talked about the four spiritual techniques in the dream world, in addition to these three, there is also a spiritual technique called dream weaving. But when I asked about this dream weaving technique, Sister Xiaoji said that she didn't know, and said that these were just things she learned about by chance. So, Dye Smoke went to the library to check the spiritual art of the dream world, and found that there was really a kind of dream weaving spiritual art. Later, I thought about it for a long time, and I also referred to the book, trying to feel these four spiritual techniques simply" Dye Yan looked at the spirit stones, and then plucked up the courage to answer me.

"And then?" My heart became more and more nervous, and I didn't expect that all this would be inescapable after all.

"Then I found that I found that my cultivation of dream weaving was very easy, and among the four spiritual techniques in the dream world, I liked dream weaving when I was dyed with smoke, and it was a particularly beautiful thing to be able to weave dreams for others. So, so Master, I want to learn Dream Weaving, is it okay? Dye Smoke looked up at me without fear.

"No, you can only choose one of these three, or you won't learn spiritual arts," I replied a little angrily, although I knew that I had gone too far, but there was no way, for the sake of smoke, for the sake of Caini, I had to do it.

"That Dye Yan chose not to learn spiritual arts, Master, Dye Yan likes to weave dreams, why don't you let me learn it, I also want to weave dreams, to help those who are confused, sad, sad and sad to weave dreams, so that they can feel some warmth. The other three spiritual arts, I don't like Smoke, and I don't want to learn it," Smoke said stubbornly.

"You really don't choose one of these three spiritual arts?" I got up, my hands behind my back tightened.

"No," Dyed Smoke shook his head and replied firmly.

"Then the teacher will choose one of these three for you, and whichever one you choose, which one you will practice from now on."

"Master, if you don't learn, you won't learn, please punish you" Smoke grabbed my clothes, and said in a tone of great certainty.

"Smoke, do you really think that the teacher can't clean you up? You are the one who said that you want to learn spiritual arts, and now you are the one who says that you don't want to learn, give me to kneel in front of the hut, and I am not allowed to get up without my order" I waved my sleeves angrily, and the table on the bamboo platform slammed to the ground, and the three spirit stones disappeared.

"Wow" Dye Smoke nodded, walked towards the outside of the hut, and then knelt down, the whole time, without any thought of begging for mercy.

I vanished, came to the Nightmare King's Palace, and went to the Dusty Palace.

"Mo Shangchen, bring wine"

"Fallen Monarch, what's wrong with you?" Shangchen put down his pen and asked someone to fetch the wine and put it on the table in front of me, and then he came over and sat down with me.

"What a monarch is not a monarch, just let me leave the dead, today, we will not get drunk and not return" I poured the wine and drank a glass of it myself.

"Well, Death, this is the first time you've been so angry in all the years I've known you. I know that the Dream King's departure has devastated you, but you won't have a big change in temperament," Shangchen picked up the wine and clinked glasses with me with a smile.

"A big change in temperament? Haven't I always been me? I smiled wryly, lowered my head, and continued to drink.

"Haven't you found out? In the past, you were chic and free, and you did whatever you wanted, but after the Dream King left, you changed, it should have changed little by little, you became mysterious and restrained, and your expression became complicated. Tell me, because of what? Shangchen snatched my wine and asked me seriously.

"Don't say, Shangchen, you and I have known each other for so long, where will I be bound by something, it's just because I'm too tired, I'm already a water god, and now I have to manage the dream world, these two burdens are too heavy, too heavy, I don't know when I can throw them away" I paused, or decided not to mention this matter to Shangchen, after all, the existence of smoke is very dangerous, if someone in the dream world knows, smoke will definitely not live.

"Really?" Suspiciously, Shangchen handed me the wine from the beginning.

"Of course, I never lied to you, this burden is really too heavy, I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold on, then I may escape" I smiled and returned to my original appearance, but only I knew in my heart that some things really couldn't go back.

"Death, everything will come eventually, don't be too anxious. In your life, you are too chic and free, and you are bold and reckless, unrestrained, you have to pay something, right, there will be gains and losses, and there will be losses to gain, rest assured, with me with you, everything will be fine" Shangchen patted me on the shoulder.

"Well, I hope so, come, drink," I sighed deeply, and decided not to think about these things anymore, and to-night, let my old self come back again.

When I woke up again, it was already dark, and I found myself in my dormitory, thinking that Shangchen should have sent me back, I had drunk too much wine yesterday, and this sleep was almost a day, I got up and rubbed my head, and I heard the sound in front of the temple.

"See the Fallen Monarch, the Monarch is well-being"

As soon as I pushed the door, I saw the palace maids and guards saluting, and Xiaoji, who was kneeling in front of me, kowtowed to himself before I could speak.

"Monarch, Xiaoji has served the first water god for many years, has been cautious in words and deeds, this time I didn't intend to mention the dream weaving technique, hurt the girl, and please go back to see, the girl was originally weak, weak, kneeling for a day and a night, really and the sun is very big during the day, the girl's fast can't stand it, the monarch, please bypass her, if you want to be punished, you will punish Xiaoji" Xiaoji kowtowed while saying.

I disappeared into the palace in an instant, and appeared next to the hut, and saw the kneeling smoke-dyed sweat, and slowly, my eyes closed, and at the moment when I was about to fall, I hugged her.

"Smoke, smoke"

Carrying the dyed smoke back to her bed, she used her spiritual power to adjust her spiritual breath, and felt that she was slightly better, so he gave her the pill to nourish her spiritual power. In the end, I went to fetch water to wipe the sweat on her forehead, "Yan'er, why are you so persistent, what should Master do to save you"

"Sovereign, how's the smoke?" Xiaoji, who rushed back, knelt in front of the door and asked worriedly.

"It's not a big deal, you say that these pills are put away, and every other day, they will be given to the smoke, and if she asks, she will say that it is because she fainted today and needs to take the medicine." I handed over all the pills that Master had given me to nourish spiritual power.

"Oh, monarch, Xiaoji knows that he is wrong, let Xiaoji take care of the smoke tonight, and accept the punishment tomorrow" Xiaoji's tone was full of worry.

"No need, you step back and rest first, just go and kneel outside the hut tomorrow morning, Xiaoji, if you are really worried about smoking, you should listen to me, say less and do more" I waved my hand and asked Xiaoji to step back and kneel again tomorrow, but I just wanted Dye Smoke to see it, and I didn't want Dye Smoke to know that I was taking care of her.

"Oh, Xiaoji understands" Xiaoji got up and nodded.

"If you ask about cigarettes tomorrow, do you know how to answer?" I asked lightly, but my eyes were on the smoke, she was really thin.

"Understood, Xiaoji retreated first" Xiaoji saluted, closed the door for me, and left silently.

I sat on the edge of the smoke-dyed bed, looking at her restless sleeping face, and felt more and more sad, whether this protection was right or wrong, I grew up with smoke, in my heart, I would actually hope that she could live.

Suddenly I saw a book next to her pillow, I picked it up, opened it and looked at it, and found that it was about dream weaving, and there were traces of smoke staining records in it.

All this, I don't know if it's a catastrophe or fate, how should I choose, what should I do if I can't escape......