The corners of Lu Xuan's mouth couldn't help but smile, Shi Manzhu is really a little money fan, and she is a money fan is very strange, obviously very valuable gold coins are not put away, and she is stunned to chase after the copper plate with a small denomination.

Seeing that this simple-minded little senior sister was actually having such a funny dream, Lu Xuan's mind was relaxed.

After a while, he withdrew from Shi Manzhu's dream, and Ji Laoba's expression was completely relaxed, as if it was clear that Shi Manzhu was fine. On the other hand, Shi Manzhu, although she was still immersed in her dreams, her expression had eased, and the intense, nightmare-like horror just now had disappeared, replaced by a reassuring peace.

"Little sister, she's okay." Lu Xuan asked.

Ji Laoba nodded lightly, and then pointed his finger in the direction of the farmland at will. Lu Xuan understood that this was the meaning of letting himself continue to cultivate, and thought that since the little senior sister was fine, it was better to continue to practice than to waste this time, so he said goodbye and left.

Ji Laoba's gaze followed Lu Xuan's figure away, and his face became extremely ugly in an instant, and Shi Manzhu, who had already calmed down, suddenly became restless like a demon possessed at this time, his tightly closed eyes kept turning left and right, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down from the door of his head.

Ji Laoba didn't dare to hesitate at all, his pupils bloomed with a brilliance full of texture, and then his divine consciousness turned into a streamer and drilled straight into Shi Manzhu's mind.

At this moment, the green grass scene in Shi Manzhu's dream has disappeared, and the dark clouds in the sky carry a heavy thunderstorm, covering this side with the momentum of thunder, and the shadow cast on the ground is like a huge and bloody mouth of a fierce beast, devouring it with an indisobedient attitude.

At the same time, countless shriveled corpses were picked on the ancient battlefield, even if it was the remains of the ancient battlefield that had undergone countless years of baptism, it was still burning with raging fire, whether it was wind, rain, thunder and lightning, or flying sand and stones, the flames burned spontaneously, forming a fierce and abnormal fire tornado, moving freely in this strange space.

And Shi Manzhu shrank under a fishy banner and shivered, the fear that overwhelmed her heart made the little girl already colorless.

Seeing this, Ji Laoba's fists suddenly clenched, his nails sank deep into the flesh, and the blood flowed like an infusion. But what is the pain of the body compared to the pain of the heart?

He rushed forward, trying to save the little girl when the storm came, but the incomparable despair came to his face, the boundless loneliness from the depths of the desolation, making him seem like a lonely boat on the sea in the middle of the night in the storm, the sense of crisis that could be destroyed at any time and the sense of narrowness that could not be seen for several meters, all rushed to his heart, he clearly knew that the kind of panic and anxiety that could not be resisted by human beings was enough to make people break down.

This is still the case for a dream intruder like himself, let alone for Shi Manzhu, who is simple-minded?

Daughter...... Ji Laoba's eyes were about to split, but when he flew to Shi Manzhu's side, the latter's big eyes full of mist hid a sharp fear, that vague hazy feeling, and the little girl's despair was expressed in a way that wanted to cover up.

"Daddy!" When his daughter first opened her mouth to call herself, her crisp voice soothed his heart like an angel. Ji Laoba's whole body pounced, and Shi Manzhu also desperately stretched out his hand, trying to catch his father.

However, at the moment when the two of them came into contact, they seemed to be separated by barriers of different dimensions, and they were stunned to pass through, but they couldn't touch each other's entities.

What's going on! Ji Lao Ba stood stupidly, and his ears were full of his daughter's wailing.

At this time, the sweeping storm was already quite close, and under the witness of Ji Laoba, the banner stained with the immortal blood of the ancient warrior that the girl relied on to seek refuge was gradually blown into the air, and soared up with the whirlwind, and finally disappeared into the boundless magnificent clouds.

"Daddy, save me!" Shi Manzhu was horrified and felt that his thin body was gradually being swept away from the ground by the storm, and the cry for help seemed as small as a mayfly in the face of the deafening natural disaster, but it was heartbreaking when it fell into people's ears.

The blood in Ji Laoba's palm flowed like an injection, but he was still helpless against the hysterical despair that the little girl was facing.

Therefore, under Ji Laoba's watchful gaze, Shi Manzhu's small body was like a autumn leaf in the wind, and soon disappeared into the rolling dark clouds.

Ji Lao Ba looked at the sky stupidly, and suddenly felt a strong repulsive force in the surrounding environment, which expelled his divine sense.

When his consciousness returned to his body, he found that Shi Manzhu had already opened his eyes, and those deep eyes were mixed with the afterglow of despair, the indifference to life and the relief of pain, which together constructed her breath like a dream bubble at the moment.

What kind of alternation of destruction and reconstruction has led to such a situation? Ji Laoba suddenly rushed forward and poured his daughter into his arms.

Shi Manzhu stared ahead, after a long time, she slowly woke up from her emotions, she looked at her father with a pale face, and then the deepest part of the pupil seemed to have a little mist.

It was a heart-rending cry in extreme hesitation and loneliness.

The father and daughter remained in this posture for a long time, and Ji Laoba clearly knew that Shi Manzhu recklessly opened the floodgates of the sealed memory, which was equivalent to opening the pain box, especially near the wailing abyss, the intrusion of dreams in the middle of the night would definitely appear in a brutal and inhumane way.

His daughter is still unable to leave Jiming Village, and his own cultivation is now greatly reduced, and he can't re-seal his memories at all. How can this be? Could it be fate that caused Manju to suffer this catastrophe?

Where do we go from here? Should I still repay the vow I once made with unswerving determination?

The most important thing is that this dream storm is just the beginning, indicating that Shi Manzhu will never be able to be peaceful in her sleep in the future! Until she gets it back...... However, the risk that needs to be taken in order to obtain that thing can not only be described as "risking the condemnation of the world"?

All kinds of thoughts crossed Ji Laoba's mind, and he finally had to admit that even if he dared to challenge the Great Wilderness Giant Spirit God Clan for the sake of his beloved, he could no longer take the slightest risk for his daughter. Could it be that the long years have made me timid? Has his loneliness been wiped out by the endless tedious waste?

Heavy thoughts pressed on the man outside the wandering skeleton, making his back instantly become extremely stiff.

When the sky was shrouded in a faint twilight, Lu Xuan dragged his tired body to Ji Laoba's thatched house, as usual, he took out the thick paste in the pot, gobbled it into his stomach, and suddenly his mouth was full of bitterness.

He kept glancing at Shi Manzhu and Ji Laoba, who looked strange, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

At this time, the little senior sister had lost her previous lively appearance, her face was extremely pale, and her eyes were always easy to straighten, as if she was too tired. On the other hand, Ji Lao Ba, his whole person took on a new look, combed the messy hair with his heart, and tied it back with a belt. Maybe because his hair has not been washed for a long time, Lu Xuan always thought it was dark brown, but now it seems that each of its roots is as bright as silver, from the root to the end of the hair, there is not the slightest variegation.

And what shocked Lu Xuan even more was that Ji Laoba changed into brand new clothes, and the whole person was updated, revealing a capable expression, coupled with his tough face and quite tangible beard, the charm of a middle-aged tough guy flowed out.

They ate the sweet potatoes in their bowls by themselves, and silently sandwiched the greens on the table.

Lu Xuan was hindered by the solemnity of the atmosphere, and took the lead in speaking: "Little Senior Sister, I heard that the reward of the academy competition in a few months is very exciting, do you want to participate." ”

"Huh?" Shi Manzhu was sluggish, looking at Lu Xuan with dull eyes, as if he was thinking about what Lu Xuan meant by these words: "College Dabi? What is that? …… Ahhhh ”

Just as Shi Manzhu wanted to continue, a cold voice suddenly interrupted her: "She won't participate, but I plan to let you participate." ”

When Lu Xuan heard this, he was stunned, his hands holding the bowl stopped in mid-air, and even the boss's mouth, which was open, lost the power to close.

This voice actually came from Ji Laoba? Did Master speak?

Could it be that today is a special day? Ji Laoba not only cleaned up his appearance, but also showed a clean and neat posture, and broke his cultivation and spoke. This is the first time he has heard Ji Laoba's voice since he came to Jiming Village.

"Since you are my disciple, then you are no different from my son, this is the minimum conscience I have about my identity. Therefore, every decision I make is based on your entry as the first condition, and you can trust me in this regard. Ji Laoba's voice permeated an incomparably chill, but in its content, it made Lu Xuan's heart warm and guilty.

"The reason why I want you to participate in the academy competition is not to let you fight bravely and fiercely, to compete for that meaningless fame and fortune. Rather, it was to compete for the qualification to enter the cultivation of the Panlong Babel Tower. ”

"Panlong Babel?" Lu Xuan couldn't help but repeat, this was the first time he had heard that there was such a long place in the Qi Philosophy Academy.