In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight are sprinkled on the world, slowly washing away the sadness in the hearts of Queshan people, a ray of hope is slowly sown in everyone's heart, taking root and germinating. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that how can many things be forgotten?

The husband, wife and children who were still eating and chatting together yesterday are lying on the cold mat or in the coffin today, separated by yin and yang, no longer laughing, no more flirting, no more tenderness, no more happiness.

Death is constantly flowing in everyone's heart.

Slowly, a rumor spread in Queshan.

"The dreamer did many evils, and was punished by the gods, and the whole family was destroyed. ”

"As long as there is one person alive in the dreamer, there will be no peace in Queshan. ”

"Mengjia Mengzhan and his wife Shangguan Meng'er went out to seek the Tao a few years ago, and they have not returned yet, if they return, Queshan will suffer the catastrophe again!"

"Yes, maybe that idiot little beggar Dream has not died for eternity! Let's go, let's hurry to the depths of Queshan to find him, after finding it, we must cut the grass and eradicate the roots, otherwise the next time we will die, maybe it will be us!"

"No, no, we have been free from robbers and snitches all these years, it is because of the care of the dreamer, people can't forget their roots, the dreamer is now suffering a catastrophe, we can't treat the dreamer like this!"

In the end, a dream slaughter team was organized, most of them were some ambitious small families who were ruthlessly suppressed when the dreamer was in charge, and now that there is no dreamer, they are no longer afraid, and immediately jumped up.

There are also some with cold faces, but they have restrained the fluctuations of spiritual power and hid in the crowd.

Insult and defile dreamers at will.

The mighty team marched towards the depths of Magpie Mountain.

The Liu family, a rickety old man on crutches, was sitting in the hall at the moment, holding a cup of steaming tea in his hand, tasting it slowly, and a smile quietly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the depths of Queshan Mountain, it was a mess, and in yesterday's earth-shattering battle, most of the place was destroyed, and there were stumps everywhere.

In the valley of Zhaoyao Mountain, there is a deep pit at this moment, and a pair of jade-like hands stretch out from the pit.

"Whew!" The next moment, a white figure jumped out of the pit and landed firmly on the ground.

This is a teenager, with a sense of agility all over his body, white clothes and brocade boots, long black hair floating behind his head, and delicate facial features, giving people a very comfortable feeling. He is the dream that came out of the tripod for eternity.

"Wow, the air is so fresh, no, how can it smell burnt?"

Raising his jade-like hands, he gently rubbed his eyes, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Ahh The eyes are full of incredulity.

At this time, in the depths of Queshan, there are no green mountains and green waters, and there are dead ashes everywhere, and there is not even a single bird call! In yesterday's battle, in the depths of Queshan, the location of Zhaoyao Mountain was the core of the entire battlefield.

Most of the lives here have not escaped the obliteration of the light of annihilation, and only a few who are far away have escaped by luck, and they have palpitations, and they have fled from Queshan Mountain, never daring to come back.

Queshan, this piece of divine doctor dojo, the land of fairyland, no longer exists.

"Huh?" Meng Qiangu suddenly felt that something was important to him, and he lost it, and a line of tears flowed down his clear eyes.

"No, grandpa, how is that possible?"

The old man Meng really loves his grandson too much, so he added some kind of special prohibition to his body, once the dream of the eternal life is in danger, the old man Meng will know as soon as possible, and immediately come to the rescue.

This kind of mysterious and mysterious feeling can be vaguely felt when I was awake before the dream, but now, this feeling is not at all, and I can feel it in the dream for eternity, and I will never have it again.

"Kill the Dream of the Eternals"

"Destroy the Dreamer"

"The dreamer deserves to die, it will affect the people of Queshan, and it is not a pity to die!"

"Meng Chunqiu, this old guy, is innocent. ”

"The whole dream family is dead, hahaha, it's so enjoyable. ”

Bursts of noisy invective came from afar!

"Well, what's going on?" Before Meng Qiangu could come out of his grief just now, he heard these insults and slanders, and his heart was full of anger.

"Say that my dream family should die, my dream family has guarded Queshan for countless years, how many men have died fighting to protect Queshan! Now that the blood is thin, there is only this generation of single transmission left, you are so slanderous!"

"No, this is impossible, grandpa is so powerful, how could something happen, the whole dream family is not a weak hand, how can they all die?"

The grandfather who loves him, the kind grandmother, and the grandfather and maid in the house, they are the closest people after Meng Qiane's parents left, but they are all dead at this moment, which makes Meng Qiangu believe!

But he didn't lose his mind, he could feel that there were at least hundreds of people in the sky's voice at this moment, and he would definitely not be able to deal with it alone. Although Meng Qiangu is in a state of sleep most of the time, his mind is indeed not weak, otherwise, I am afraid he will not live to this day.

So, Meng Qiangu wiped away his tears, quickly wiped off his traces, and ran into the distance, his body was very light, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the mountains.

At this moment, he has only one thought, to return home as quickly as possible and see what is happening!

The robe of weak water, wrapped in the dream of the eternal running into the distance, the ancient medicine tripod turned into the boots of the earth, making the speed of the dream of the eternal faster, the purple mansion of Yan, turned into the purple Yan spirit jade, completely covered the breath of the dream of the eternal.

The place where Zhaoyao Mountain was destroyed, the Dream Destroying Team finally arrived, and seeing the destruction around them was so terrible, a group of people had palpitations, and at the same time hated the Dream Family even more.

In their hearts, the Divine Doctor Dojo was their chance, but now it was destroyed because of the dreamer, which was equivalent to cutting off the chances of all the Queshan monks.

"Damn! The Divine Doctor's Dojo has really been destroyed, and everyone in the Dream Family deserves to die!" said the crowd viciously.

A few people glanced at each other, guiding everyone to look for traces in all directions, leaving a few people, one lightly, jumping into the deep pit.

There was nothing in the pit, but several people still did not give up, and one of them, like a leader, took out a broken mirror from his bosom, and his spiritual power was integrated. A light emanated from the mirror, shining around the pit.

The already broken mirror suddenly exploded, and a white figure appeared in the pit and disappeared in an instant!

"Quickly inform the head of the family, the dream of the remnants of the dream family has not died for thousands of years, and quickly send someone to support!" said the leader with a gloomy face.

"Dreamer, it's really a scourge, so you won't die!" said the leader angrily in his heart.

The next moment, several people jumped up and reached the ground, one of them rushed towards the southern foot of Queshan Mountain, and the others scattered in all directions, looking for traces of the dream of eternity.