Chapter Seventy-One: Dead in a Dream Take the initiative to wake up

"You also said that this is your dream! It's normal for you to find me, because it's your fictional world, right? I believe that it is not far from being able to go to other people's worlds casually. The method of greed is amazing! Qi Xiaoming's eyes showed admiration for the essence of the gods.

"Curly, can you really take me out of my dream cultivation world?"

"Nonsense, don't you believe me now?"

Yuwenke sighed, he tried to believe Curly Hair from the bottom of his heart, but the body still refused.

He kicked his legs hard, threw his body into the air, and landed straight to the ground.

But what's wrong?

Why does it feel different when you land on the ground?

With a loud "coax", Yu Wenke felt his body tremble strongly, and he forcibly let himself die in his dream.

Of course, he is still good in reality.

This is a commonly used active waking method in dream cultivation, and Yu Wenke has tried many times, but he has tried it again and again. Although the process of active waking up in dream cultivation is more terrifying, it is safe in reality.

Now, his body is still sitting on the big bed in Jiang Hao's guest room.

It's just that as soon as he opened his eyes, Qi Xiaoming was still in front of him!

"!" Yu Wenke couldn't help but scold, "Are you a human or a ghost?" Why do I wake up and see you? It's really a ghost! ”

"Oh, that's good." Qi Xiaoming was actually quite happy to be scolded, "It turns out that I dragged you to death, and I can switch maps with you!" ”

Yu Wenke was shocked, no wonder when he jumped off the building in his dream, it always felt wrong, it turned out that this guy was pulling himself to die.

"Whew...... Can you tell me how you're going to let me go? Yu Wenke clasped his hands together, "I see that you are really annoying, I just want to meditate quietly and continue my dream cultivation." ”

Qi Xiaoming pretended not to hear, looked at the room absentmindedly and said, "If you guessed correctly, this is Jiang Hao's home, right?" It's a little better than I expected, at least the price of a single piece of furniture is more than six figures. ”

"More than six figures? So expensive?! Yu Wenke was shocked again, he couldn't imagine that Jiang Hao was so low-key to show off his wealth, and even the furniture in the guest room was sky-high? Sleeping in a bed worth more than six figures?

It's too extravagant, it's so extravagant.

"Compared with your broken dormitory, it's really not at the same level," Qi Xiaoming seized the opportunity to boast again, "But compared to my family, it's nothing." ”

Knock Knock Knock –

"Baldhead, are you recording again?" Jiang Hao's voice came from outside the door.

Yu Wenke suddenly jumped up from the bed and urged in a low voice: "Curly, go quickly." Don't let Jiang Hao find out. ”

"What to go? I was just about to say hello to Jiang Hao, anyway, I'm not GAY with you. ”

"Phew!" Yu Wenke pushed Qi Xiaoming with one hand, but unexpectedly pounced on the air and fell to the wall.

After a muffled sound, there was a scream from the bald guy.

Jiang Hao, who was outside the door, heard that the sound was wrong, and hurriedly pushed the door in.

The scene in front of him surprised him.

"You ......"

"You can't think of self-harm in the middle of the night?" Jiang Hao was stunned for a long time, but he really didn't understand why Yu Wenke hit the wall alone.

Yu Wenke looked surprised, pointed in Qi Xiaoming's direction and asked, "You can't see him?" ”

Jiang Hao shook his head, not knowing what he meant.

Qi Xiaoming laughed and said, "Haha! It turns out that Jiang Hao is no different, he can't see me? ”

"No, you can't see curly hair here?"

Jiang Hao shook his hand in front of Yu Wenke and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?" Or did Meng Xiu not wake up? Can't tell the difference between reality and illusion? Hey, my old man is right, sooner or later, those who dream of cultivating will have to be fine. ”