In front of Bai Sang's eyes was endless darkness and heavy snow.

She looked up, and the invisible top seemed to be a bottomless pit, absorbing all the light and warmth in it.

This is Mingshen's dream?

Could it be that he is having nightmares?

Bai Sang flew up gently, according to the dream technique, when he came into the dream, he should be able to read quickly and find the protagonist.

She looked around, but she didn't see Mingshen.

Fluttering and flying.

"Mingshen!" Bai Sang shouted.

But there was no response at all.

She felt something strange.

Just as I was trying to figure out a way, the snow that suddenly fell from above became heavier and heavier.

At first, it was white snow, and gradually, the snow-white snow turned black.

Hide the last bit of light from this.

Bai Sang panicked, she didn't know what the situation was now.

There is no such thing in the dream technique manual.

Just when Bai Sang couldn't see clearly in front of him, he finally saw a person wearing a vermilion robe.

He stood in a gazebo with his back to Bai Sang.

Bai Sang just thought about it, but he didn't know that there were a few lights rushing over next to him.

"Where did the little demon dare to use the dream technique!"

"I ......" Bai Sang flew over and found that the black snow was even bigger.

Those few rays of light also slowed down.

Bai Sang wasn't in the mood to think too much now, she shouted at the vermilion position: "Ming Shen! ”

It's loud.

She shouted with all her might.

Over there, Mingshen's body stiffened, and he looked at Bai Sang in disbelief.

"Stop the snow, I can't see you clearly!" Bai Sang's eyes were almost unable to open.

She slowly fell through the air.

Suddenly—

The heavy snow that had just been pouring off had stopped.

Bai Sang didn't breathe a sigh of relief before she found that her spells were restricted.

The body began to fall rapidly.

Below was an ocean of black water, surging and rippling.

If she falls like this, she will definitely have to go out of the Mingshen Dream Realm compulsively.

It's over, it's over.

Bai Sang's face was pale, and she wanted to see Ming Shen.

Who knows that there is no one in the gazebo.

She didn't have time to look around, ahh

I watched as I was about to fall into the deep, dark black water.

"Xiaobai." Ming Shen suddenly appeared beside Bai Sang.

One hand tightly hugged Bai Sang's waist and gently held the person in his arms.

Bai Sang was rescued, of course, by reaching out and hooking his neck, and leaning his head over.

"It scared the hell out of me, I almost fell into that dirty water."

She gasped.

Ming Shen came to the pavilion with his arms around him.

"Xiaobai!" That demonic and handsome face was full of excitement.

Bai Sang raised his head from his arms, and just wanted to say that it was himself.

Who knew that she raised her head and saw a red auspicious cloud appear between Ming Shen's forehead.

Ming Shen was originally an ascetic demon face, and at this time, under the background of this faint red cloud, it seemed that the Buddha wanted to fall into the mortal dust.

"You...... Mingshen, what's wrong with you? Bai Sang reached out in disbelief and touched the red cloud.

Her heart trembled slightly.

I wasn't happy at all because this red cloud made Ming Shen's face look better.

Bai Sang herself is a demon, and now she has Bai Ju by her side to teach her.

There are some things she understands.

"Xiaobai, you're not dead, you're really not dead." Mingshen hugged Bai Sang in his arms hard, and his voice was joy.

Bai Sang pushed people away, "What the hell is wrong with you!" ”

Tears flowed down their cheeks.

His eyes were full of disbelief: "You are a Buddha, how can you be a demon!" ”

She now understands why the national teacher didn't tell herself first what happened.

(End of chapter)