"Uncle Huang, I need to go out once, you accompany me. ”

"How far?"

"Far away from this world, not even in this universe, I think Uncle Huang must know the existence of the dream world. ”

The cold and tall eldest princess smiled slyly.

Xia Guang nodded and motioned for her to continue.

"And my way of cultivating is not the same as this world, to put it bluntly, I belong to the dream realm.

And now, I have reached the last step, and this step is also the longest and most difficult step, if successful, I can completely integrate into the dream and become eternity.

If it fails, from now on, no matter where you are, there will be no more me, no afterlife, nothing more.

So this step, I want you to accompany me, Uncle Huang. ”

Xia Yuxue thought, even if you fail, at least you will die for me, and that will be enough.

"I was born from the real universe, and in order to be recognized by the long river of dreams that span countless time and space, I need to listen to its arrangement, enter the world it arranges, and then get its approval.

As for how to recognize it, I don't know, I think I can only understand it after I have made a ulcer and stepped into the long river. ”

Cicadas chirp and leaves sweep back and forth across the ground like an organ.

"I know it's ridiculous to say this, but Uncle Huang, you must understand. ”

Xia Yuxue looked at Xia Guang expectantly, "If you want to refuse, I can understand it, after all..."

Xia Guang smiled: "I promised you." ”

There is no need to say another few words, the two of them looked at each other and smiled in the alleyways of the palace.

After Xia Guang dealt with the necessary things, he lay on the carrying table under the willow and left a book, asking the Queen Mother to hand it over to the Snow Sword God in winter.

The letter reads.

to blow snow,

Breaking the appointment today is really a helpless move, but the way of cultivation is lonely, and blowing snow should be known.

In addition, the upper realm is not a pure land, and the ups and downs are like the world, please cherish it more, and you will see you again if you have a fate.

Xia Guang was settled.

Maybe when the snow was full of Chang'an, and the Snow Blowing Sword God got this letter, Xia Guang was no longer here.

...

On the periphery of the long river of dreams, the summer rain and snow are surrounded by a miserable white breath, and the breath is paved into a path like a white rainbow.

This path allows the two of them to reach the edge of the dream realm, which is a privileged invitation.

Xia Guang was full of curiosity, so he tried his best to restrain his breath, and then followed.

Fortunately, his aura has disappeared a lot now, and with the restraint, he is like a real mortal, as long as he doesn't show it, no one can know.

Moving with the white rainbow.

Trampling in the air, you can see your own forbidden capital in the distance under your feet.

Xia Yuxue seemed to notice his gaze, and said softly: "That city is a building in the dream world, and there are amazing monsters in it, even I don't dare to touch it easily, but I have explored it a few times, but I have never dared to get too close because of the threat." ”

The eldest princess obviously didn't know that this terrifying city belonged to the people around her.

Xia Guang smiled and didn't explain.

After arriving at the long river of dreams, he saw a mist that he couldn't even see the bridge of his nose clearly, and every white mist flowing in front of him contained countless dreams.

Don't say that it is a mortal, even if the power of the Jade Realm comes here, I am afraid that it will be indulged in it in an instant, and it will never wake up.

In this almost phantom reality, he was infinitely compressed by the real dream, and experienced tens of millions of years of dreams in an instant, and then died of old age.

It's just that all his dreams before his death will also turn into nutrients and become a tiny stream in the mist.

Not only the power of the Jade Realm, but also the powerhouses of the rest of the time and space.

Exploration and curiosity make them powerful, but it also makes them know that "they live on a calm island called ignorance, surrounded by an endless black ocean, and they should never travel far here..."

Because of the invitation, Xia Yuxue did not fall into a dream, and she seemed to have begun to communicate with something.

I don't know how long it took.

After an extremely complicated and lengthy ritual, the middle of the dream river separated, turning into a vortex between nothingness and reality, and the light flow swirled.

"I can take you with me, it's recognized. ”

Xia Yuxue said as she stretched out her hand to Xia Guang, and the moment she touched it, her body trembled like an electric shock, and her voice became gentle, "Let's jump down together." ”

Xia Guang was just curious, but not the slightest bit afraid.

The two figures jumped up at the same time, and for a moment they were submerged in the whirlpool river.

In the river, Xia Yuxue's pupils showed surprise, as if she wanted to say something to the imperial uncle beside her, but before she could tell, there was already an exit under her feet.

Two streamers entered this unknown world.

...

It is a world where there is no light, and the night is eternal.

In the dark, the light is especially important.

Mo Fan was carrying a red lantern and walking in the wilderness, the dirty oiled paper was shaped into a hexagonal shape by the slender iron hoop, and the candlelight emanated from the mouth of the lantern, illuminating the young man's face.

Pale, timid, hopeless, all living words have nothing to do with him.

If you look closely, the face is still a little delicate, the black hair covers the small half of the neck, falls on the neckline of the gray coat, and moves in the cold wind of the wilderness, and the wind around it is through the woods, like a ghost crying wolf.

He turned his head stiffly and looked at his "companion" who was more than fifty paces away from him.

It was a yellow-faced little girl, her name was Jing Jue, she was locked up with herself in the slave market, and she was bought by a taciturn bearded man.

The bearded man bought more than a dozen slaves at once, and these slaves were like fireworks slowly spreading, and every fifty or sixty paces was a person, walking forward at the required pace.

Mo Fan couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, because the little girl named Jing Jue's face was very firm, as if the darkness in the distance would not make her feel frightened.

What's to be done?

Just as he was thinking, Mo Fan suddenly heard a falling sound not far away, he followed the sound, and subconsciously gasped, his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

It was a child who was still in his sight, and after he fell, the red lantern fell, crushing a patch in the weeds that grew above his knees, and in the darkness suddenly "crawled" colorful lights, which quickly wrapped around the fallen body, as if eating.

Mo Fan watched the child's body disappear one by one, and even his internal organs were gnawed clean.

He was dumbfounded, this strange mockery was something he had never seen before.

At this time, the bearded man ran over.

He didn't save the child, nor did he show any panic, but he was so calm that he observed the speed of the child's "devouring" almost inhumanely, and at the end, he took out a "light stick" from his arms and inserted it in the place where the child died, which was regarded as a mark.

The light sticks emitted a faint light, but they were incomparably clear in the darkness of the wilderness.

Seeing that a lantern not far away stopped, the bearded man glared at Mo Fan fiercely, and said coldly: "Keep walking!"