Chapter 112: Dreams

Hearing this, Shenqu'er nodded, agreeing in his heart, no wonder those cultivators in the previous world would make a blood contract, it turned out to share the powerful vitality of the spirit beast!

Silent Mo is right, before we are all strong, don't choose to practice the blood contract.

The night was hazy.

Mu Chenye was standing by the window at this time, looking at the girl's bedroom not far away.

The light from the window told him that the owner of the house had not yet slept.

It's past 12 midnight, isn't the stupid girl sleeping yet?

The man actually went to bed at 9 o'clock, and tonight somehow he had a strange dream.

There is also a divine comedy in his dreams, and he and she are both wearing ancient costumes, she calls him Brother Ye, and he calls her Ling'er.

They were standing in a place full of peach blossoms, both with swords in hand, and the girl was slashing at him desperately, and he only blindly avoided it, not knowing what was happening, as if he had come to seek revenge.

The girl cried out why he wanted to destroy her father's promise of her to the object of her love, the painting of all things.

He said he liked her.

The girl didn't listen, and frantically stabbed him with a sword, and accidentally stabbed him in the heart, and at that moment, he woke up.

Mu Chenye's forehead was covered with light sweat, and after he got out of bed and drank cold water, he subconsciously walked to the window and found that the girl who touched his heart had not slept yet.

Mu Chen's night ghost made a god and walked out of the house.

The moon hangs high in the air, and the faint moonlight is projected, only giving men the light that they can just see.

The man walked slowly to the outside of the girl's house, looked at the closed door, lingered for a moment, and suddenly realized that his behavior was inappropriate, and his face was hard, and he couldn't help but turn around, ready to go back.

At that moment, the door opened.

Mu Chenye's ears moved slightly, and he turned around.

It's a divine comedy.

"You ......"

Standing tall and jade, Mu Chenye's arrogant and lonely handsome face crossed with a faint surprise.

Shen Qu'er smiled, stepped out of the door, put her hands behind her back, and raised her face, "Curious how I know you're outside?" ”

Indeed, he did not deliberately make noise, and the sound of normal walking steps was not audible in the house.

Shenqu'er smiled mysteriously and said, "Can I say that I have a good heart?" ”

When the man heard this, his cold brown eyes suddenly deepened.

"The third shift on the night shift said to a man that he had a good heart, which was a provocation to a man's physiology."

The tone is cold, but the words are not cold.

Divine Comedy's delicate face suddenly froze.

I came back to reality in the house before, and I was going to fall asleep.

Just ten seconds passed, and Xiao Silent Mo suddenly told her her about her future husband, cough, Mu Chenye walked towards her.

Divine Comedy was curious, so she got up and went to the hall.

thought that Mu Chen would knock on her door at night, but she stood for a few seconds and was about to leave without doing anything.

Shen Qu'er didn't feel sleepy for a while, thinking about teasing the other party, so she opened the door.

Sure enough, she saw a look of surprise on the face of a man who was not shocked.

Shen Qu'er felt a little proud in her heart.

She didn't think much about what would happen when the lonely man and widow met alone in the middle of the night, and she didn't think much about how her joking words would provoke the man's .......

After all, she was at home, and he was someone she knew.

But she forgets that he is also a man.

"Ahem......"

Shenqu'er's eyes wandered, thinking about how to reply, but she couldn't think of a sentence for a long time, so Shenqu'er simply chose to run away.

"Haha, I'm just here to say goodnight to you and let you go to bed early, okay, I've said that too, so, goodbye."