Chapter 14: The Dream Is Dusk

Somewhere in a place shrouded in fairy mist, through the fog, you can see a dream hall like foam, and a few vigorous and simple big characters are written on the door of the palace---- Moon Spirit Palace, bursts of coercion come to the face, giving people a kind of spiritual shock. At this moment, there was a mighty man in Tsing Yi sitting in the main hall, and the door slowly opened with a squeaky sound. A middle-aged man holding a three-foot spirit sword stepped into the air, the purple and green thunder silk on the sword was entangled, and bursts of thunder were emitted from time to time, and the Chen Qi in the main hall also became restless. The man in Tsing Yi smiled helplessly, and with a wave of his green sleeves, Chen Qi regained his composure, and then got up and hugged his hands and greeted:

"Uncle arrived, the little nephew was disappointed, it seems that my uncle has improved his cultivation again, but my uncle has taken out this purple and green thunder spirit sword, why is this formation?"

"Hmph, there is no need to say kind words, let me ask you, is Xiao Qianmeng still in the clan?" the middle-aged man kept staring at the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi only replied lightly:

"No!"

The middle-aged man's sword flashed with thunder, and there seemed to be thunder in his eyes

"Hmph!" the middle-aged man flicked his sleeves and frowned.

"Is this the answer given to me by the clan, three years ago, Meng'er was not in the clan, I asked you, but you prevaricated to me for various reasons, only said that Xiao Meng'er will return in a few days, I am in a hurry to comprehend, I have no time to delve into it, I believe you, after I retreat for three years, the listener is cloud, Xiaomeng'er has not been in the clan for three years, today verify, if this is the case, it will be the beginning of the fourteenth year old, the beginning of the spirit summoning, if there is any emergency, how to be good, but now the situation outside is turbulent, it is an eventful autumn, if she encounters something unexpected outside, I see what the clan will take to explain to the elders of the clan。 ”

"Uncle, don't be angry, I just didn't want to involve Qianmeng in this cruel world too early, I wanted her life to be filled with some warm colors, I am the patriarch of the Moon Spirit Clan, yes, but at the same time, I am also a father, and that father has not been a little selfish!" The man in Tsing Yi sighed and said quietly.

The middle-aged man didn't answer, and said straightly, "Where is Xiao Meng'er, I'll pick her up." ”

"Far East!"

The middle-aged man was about to leave, but was stopped by the man in Tsing Yi.

"Uncle and slow, there is no danger in Qianmeng, there are nine saints by his side, but he can be safe, I sent a spiritual message to him as early as a month ago, calculate the time, I believe that I will return soon, uncle may as well wait!"

"The Nine Sages, but the only man who is proficient in pills and has once broken into the Void Land of Calamity and Spirit, is the Nine Sages of Dreams. ”

The young man said, "Exactly, this time I called him over, it was really for the sake of this lost place---- the reappearance of the evil spirit!"

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and then said, "This time, let's go back to the faith clan, if I don't see Qianmeng in a few days, then I won't be so kind and pleasant now." ”

The middle-aged man turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared into the main hall.

"Uncle go slowly..."

The young man looked in the direction of the extreme east, his eyes were full of complicated meaning, "Meng'er, how much my father wants you to be born ordinary, if you know it like a dream, can you deny what you do with me!"

"Hey....", the hall was full of sounds.

.......

Downstream of the Wolf's Tooth Pond, at this time, Ling Ming was rolling up his trousers and seriously looking at things in the water in the clear river. Suddenly, a bright red figure passed by at great speed, and Ling Ming directly caught it with lightning speed. What Ling Ming was looking for was a precious spirit fish---- the Red Spirit Fish, a first-order low-grade spirit fish, named because of the red color of the whole body. Although the spiritual energy of the barren mountain is weak for some reason, it is not a problem to maintain the survival of this rare spirit fish in the river, and this spirit fish has no attack power, but it is extremely fast and extremely difficult to catch, but in Ling Ming's eyes, there is nothing to hide. Soon more than a dozen were caught.

Today, Meng Jiuyi changed his previous strictness and accompanied Ling Ming and Xiao Meng'er out to play, Ling Ming was very happy, but for some reason he was still a little apprehensive in his heart.

"Brother Ling Ming, there is a fish on the left, hurry up. Little Meng'er shouted by the river.

"Uh-huh!" Ling Ming immediately threw himself into the water on the left, but there was not a single hair.

"Hehe, Brother Ling Ming is so stupid, Meng'er lied to you!" Xiao Meng'er was stupid and jumping next to him, very happy.

Ling Ming was not happy at this time, put aside those bad thoughts, and went directly ashore to chase Xiao Meng'er, "Meng'er, there is a kind of you don't run, wait for me to catch you, and see how I clean you up." ”

"Hey, Meng'er is not stupid, and if you don't run, you are stupid. ”

On a tree, Meng Jiu looked at the two little guys, and the corners of his mouth drew an arc.

I don't know when, the two of them were tired of running, lying on the grass, Ling Ming looked at the sky, and said

"Meng'er, are you going to... Left. ”

Meng'er didn't reply for a long time,

"Sure enough..."

There was a silence for a while, Meng'er said

"Brother Ling Ming, do you remember that agreement?"

"I'll definitely go find you..."

The water in Meng'er's eyes flashed, but a touch of color appeared on her face, and she said to herself, "Qianmeng understands!"

Qian Meng stood up, wiped the water from his eyes, stretched out a small pink hand, and smiled at Ling Ming:

"Let's go, Brother Ling Ming, Ninth Grandpa's grilled fish must be ready. ”

"Well, let's go!" Ling Ming held Xiao Meng'er's hand tightly, and at dusk, the sunset stretched the shadow.

"These two little guys, I thought I could.... It's just that these children have already noticed it!" Meng Jiu said with some wistfulness as he looked at the grilled fish beside the fire.