In the room, Xiao Jia was lying quietly on the bed, Du Wenqing took out a yellow paper charm from his bag and placed it at the head of the bed, his hands made a complicated handprint, and slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that Xiao Jia was still lying quietly on the bed, but the surroundings were gray, and this was Xiao Jia's dream. It's just, why is he still sleeping in the dream? Du Wenqing was a little puzzled, and suddenly, he remembered that his master had told him that there was a very special situation called a dream within a dream, that is, a person who fell asleep and dreamed that he was dreaming that he was also dreaming.

This is really strange, Du Wenqing slowly paced around the bed, thinking about the solution. Dream art, as the name suggests, is to borrow a certain Tao method to forcibly insert into a person's dream and perform a certain behavior on the person in the dream. It's a very dangerous technique.,The premise of dreaming is that the person in the dream must be awake.,And Xiaojia in front of him.,It's also asleep in the dream.,If you want to wake him up.,The dream technique has no effect at all.,It's okay to kill him in a dream.,What can I do?

Suddenly, Du Wenqing stopped, squinted at Xiao Jia, and thought that since there is a dream within a dream, why can't there be a dream within an operation? I don't know if it can work if it can be used in my dreams?

Thinking of this, he pinched a trick, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, he saw that it was still the same room, and Xiao Jia was doing something with her head down on the table......

Speaking of Xiao Jia's room in the real world, Du Wenqing's face turned pale, and a painful look appeared between his eyebrows. At this time, there was a slight sound from the window of the room, and it was close to dusk, and the falling sunset gilded all things on the earth with a thin layer of light, and a man stepped on the light, passed through the open window, and landed into the room. He was dressed in black, his half-length hair fell down his shoulders, and his face was handsome. A pair of eyes are as beautiful as stars, the flamboyant eyebrows are slightly raised, and a tear mole falls under the corner of the left eye, which is extremely tempting.

He glanced at the room slightly, and saw Xiao Jia sleeping quietly on the bed, next to Du Wenqing, who was cross-legged. He frowned and slowly walked towards Du Wenqing.

At this time, Du Wenqing's chest began to glow slightly, and the man paused and stopped. I saw Shuli's figure slowly condensed from the light, this time he changed his appearance, wearing a dark robe, his long hair was tied to the back of his head with a hairpin, his eyes were covered with white gauze, he held a long sword in his hand, and his long body stood in front of the bed, separating the man in black from Du Wenqing, and slowly said softly: "If you take another step forward, there will be no mercy."

The man didn't move, stared at Shuli for a long time, and said softly, "I... Get to know you."

Shuli didn't speak, and the man continued, "I've known you for a long time. ”

"I don't recognize you," Shugle left back to him.

"I know," the man smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued, "After all, it's been a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here, he would be happy and crazy when he knew it. You should feel that there is something in my body that belongs to you..."

Shuli was silent, he did feel that the man's body made him feel very familiar, as if it had been his body.

"May I ask you what your name is?" The man asked.

Shuli ignored him.

"Tell me—" The man asked, looking at Shuli, his tone a little hurried, and there seemed to be a pleading look in his eyes.

Shuli was silent for a long time, and suddenly moved his sword, and a phantom flashed, and when he calmed down again, the man was already lying on the ground coughing blood.

"What's your name?" Shuli asked, putting the tip of his sword against his neck.

"I... Cough... My name is... Away from one. ”

"Away from one... From one... Hahaha..."Shuli suddenly smiled as he read Liyi's name. He is usually an elegant person, but at this moment, he is smiling a little presumptuously. After a while, Shuli stopped laughing, and as soon as the hand holding the sword was released, the long sword turned into specks of light and disappeared. He whispered to the one on the ground, "Do you know my name?" ”

Shake your head.

"My name is Shuli."