Jiang Hao looked around the roof of the building, and finally stood at the door of the rooftop, pacing back and forth where his body should be, hesitating and uneasy.

"You should go back an hour ago and look for yourself." Said the electric light hanging on the side of the doorway.

"I'll go! You can actually talk?! ”

"Every lamp has a minute's chance to speak in the cultivation realm in your life, I see that you are in a hurry, let me tell you."

"Oh? Thanks, but how am I going to go back to an hour ago? ”

"A cultivator like you is too limited to yourself, and you have forgotten everything about the law of the cage. To think about ......"

The lights flickered a few times, and he couldn't speak anymore.

"Brother Deng, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Hao wanted to reach out and touch it, but he pounced, "It seems that there are laws in the cultivation realm." ”

He stared at the electric light with a sad expression, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly.

The lamp of the cultivation realm has helped him with the only time he has to talk in this life, and how many people in this world will give you the most precious time?

Jiang Hao closed his eyes and thought hard about how to go back to the hour when he found his physical body, the starry sky shifted unconsciously, and the moment he opened his eyes, his physical body sat in front of him.

"This can too?!" Jiang Hao was shocked, it seemed that he could really do whatever he wanted, as long as his heart desired, the cultivation realm could always change as he wished.

In the middle of his thoughts, the whole world flickered a few times.

In the air not far away, a long rainbow suddenly walked into Jiang Hao's sight.

Changhong gradually faded, and a figure appeared in the center, different from the idiot wrapped in a plain cloth, the person was wearing common clothes, a football shirt and a pair of plaid pajama pants?

The man seemed to flicker in mid-air, make some strange little movements, and then strode into the distance.

"Huh! Who are you?! ”

Jiang Hao shouted at the man several times, but the man turned a deaf ear and was still in the distance.

He chased after him, and the two of them were only within walking distance, only to see that the man was full of gorgeous hair, but his body was like a young man.

"Hey, call you!"

The man still didn't look back, suddenly stretched out his arms, Jiang Hao grabbed his wrist, and an electric current suddenly spread through his body, the whole world flashed a few times, and the man disappeared!

The moment Jiang Hao opened his eyes, the trajectory of the retreat of the hundreds of millions of stars in his eyes was still clearly visible.

He sat cross-legged on the bench on the rooftop and returned to eight o'clock in the evening, in the real Linzha Village, the night was quiet.

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Modu, the seventh experimental primary school.

Room 301 of the Faculty Building.

"I'm rubbing! It hurts me to death! The man with gorgeous hair and a young man suddenly woke up, he stroked his reddened wrist, his face was painful, "Hurt?!" ”

He immediately turned on the recording function of his mobile phone, cleared his throat and said, "I'm Yuwenke, this is my first ...... 99 dreams, now the time is March 11, 9097, 8 o'clock in the evening, I am not dreaming. ”

"Just now I went to a country and stood in mid-air, side by side with the stars. I follow the rules of dream reading, I can breathe when I pinch my nose, I can pull my middle finger to the back of my hand, and my upper and lower teeth can touch when I bite my fingers. ”

"I tried to walk in the air and it worked. I kept hearing a man talking and asking me who I was, and I knew that I couldn't respond to all the conversations I heard during my dream meditation because I didn't know if it was my consciousness that wanted me to wake up, or if something else that I couldn't tell was in my dream. ”

"When I stretched out my hands and was about to do a jumping position in the air to control my dream, the man's voice became tighter and tighter, and he even grabbed my hand, and I woke up before I could look back and see his face."

"Now my right wrist is red, swollen and painful, what's wrong? Am I hurt by something? It's the first time this has happened, and I'm scared now. ”

"It's March 11, 9097, and I'm not dreaming."

Yu Wenke pressed the end recording button, holding his right wrist, and his heart palpitated.