Chapter 142: Unknown Miss
Wei Wenxue knew that things were big when she was dragged into her dream for the first time.
It's no wonder that the temple didn't strictly check that she was carrying that little box, because there was no need at all.
No matter what you bring, most of the time you can't bring it into your dreams.
Dreams, she is now standing in dreams.
casually brushed her shoulder-length hair, Wei Wenxue secretly said even worse.
The environment in the dream did not give her much time to think, and the sudden appearance of the statue began to chase her, all the way to the square of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and she found that the statue had retreated.
Later, An Xiangwen, who was looking for people in the dream square, followed the other party's line of sight and circled around, but did not see the black-haired youth.
White...... Isn't Bai Su here?
Bai Su was indeed not in the first dream.
When she was dragged into a dream for the second time, Wei Wenxue understood why the black-haired youth would come to ask her if she had dreamed during the day.
Doesn't this mean that Baisu has a big problem! Why didn't he fall asleep!
Wei Wenxue didn't know the answer, and she didn't have time to think again, because the second chase from the statue began.
Wei Wenxue exerted 100% of her ability to escape, and once again wondered why the weapon couldn't be brought into her dream.
If she can bring it in, she won't be this embarrassment!
She went back...... If she could go back, she would definitely practice her ability to fight empty-handed, if she remembered.
Wei Wenxue passed by a certain ...... Passing by a woman lying on her back without a sound, he took the headband from her head and barely tied her hair up.
Then she continued to run forward, if she guessed correctly, she would still be chased by the statue that had been behind her, and she would still be chased to the Guang in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.
Turning the corner in front of her, Wei Wenxue's thoughts suddenly froze.
She saw a black shadow jump from the three-meter-high courtyard wall and land on the road directly in front of her.
The black-haired youth stood there, carrying another young man with chestnut hair and curly hair in his hand.
The latter covered his forehead in a daze, while the former had clear eyes and quickly bent into revealing a bright smile.
Wei Wenxue heard the other party call herself-Miss Wei.
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No, isn't it?
An Xiangwen was wondering if he had been on the "roller coaster" for a long time, and his ears were ringing and he had misheard what Bai Su said.
The facial features of the strange woman in front of her are not at all like them!
He knew that Wei Wenxue wore a wig, after all, the flaxen girl wig was not very good when driving, and her face was ...... It can't be a human skin mask or something, right?
If it really is, then how did Brother Bai find out about ......?
"It's you, Miss Wei." Bai Su repeated again, "Don't you say hello?" β
Wei Wenxue was in a cold sweat, and she didn't know for a while whether the statue behind her was more terrifying or the white su in front of her was more terrifying.
How to recognize her, dressed? In the dream, she was not dressed on Wei Wenxue, it was the dress she was more accustomed to on weekdays, and it was more convenient for activities.
Only...... She and Wei Wenxue should be completely different in the eyes of others.
"Is it hard?" Bai Su lifted An Xiangwen and tilted his head, "Your smell is exactly the same as Wei Wenxue." β
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"Well, it seems a little hard for humans to understand." Bai Su held his chin, "Maybe it's ...... Do I have a keen sense of smell? Just kidding, it's the smell of your soul. β
In the end, Bai Su squinted happily and gestured the word soul with his mouth again.
An Xiangwen: "But didn't Brother Bai say that what we are dreaming of is consciousness?" β
Bai Su: "The difference between the two is not very much, but it is the same flavor for me." β
An Xiangwen: "So what does it taste ......like?"
The human being is confused, feeling like he has entered a channel he doesn't know from the very beginning of the conversation.
An Xiangwen tried to move, but he didn't break free from Bai Su's hands, so he could only keep the posture of being lifted and asked, "So this is what Miss Wei is like?" β
The curly-haired young man looked at the very nervous girl with a ball-headed head on the other side, and looked puzzled: "The wig and the disguise mask are a little too much-"
"No, it's not." Bai Su interrupted An Xiangwen's words, "This is what she is, not what Miss Wei is." β
"Huh?" An Xiangwen's eyes are a little bit of a sign of becoming mosquito coil eyes, and the relationship is good.
"What do you mean?"
"It meansβ"
"Can we talk about this later?" The black-haired girl was so nervous that she broke down a little, "That thing in the back is still chasing me!! β
The black-haired girl, who couldn't bring a weapon and was about to be caught up by the statue, used her three-legged cat kung fu to block it twice, and her arm was numb.
If you block it again, you may have to break your arm, and the black-haired girl thinks that there is no need for self-abuse, so she can only turn around and continue to run, and she rushed to Bai Su in a few steps.
She ran past the black-haired youth, but the black-haired youth did not move.
Doesn't he run, why?
The brunette paused.
Even though she had witnessed the other party falling from the three-meter-high courtyard wall against humanity, as light as a feather, and even carrying a person in her hand, the black-haired girl still turned back.
"Let's go!" The black-haired girl reached out and grabbed Bai Su's arm, she tried to drag the person back, but she didn't drag.
Brunette: Grass.
There was an urge to burst into foul mouth, and the brunette girl gritted her teeth, ready to use her strength to feed again, and she said that she couldn't say anything and just leave people in place.
Except for the woman before, who couldn't be resurrected after death, and she couldn't save it.
Before she could exert herself again, the black-haired youth stroked her hand with a gentle flick.
In the next second, something heavy was put on the black-haired girl's hand.
She was caught off guard and hurriedly raised both hands, but she was still pressed by the weight, and her knees bent down and fell straight to the ground.
Of course, the butt of Ann Heavy Object, Xiangwen, who was handed over, also fell to the ground, hitting the tail vertebrae of the curly-haired young man with pain.
Brunette girl: "...... Mr. An, hello lost weight. β
An Xiangwen: "Wei Xiao...... Oh no, what should I call you now? Forget it, but my weight is in the normal range! β
The curly-haired young man endured the pain in his buttocks and rolled over from the arms of the black-haired girl and fell to the ground, the feeling of his feet touching the ground for a long time made him so excited that he wanted to cry.
It wasn't easy, he was able to stand on his own.
An Xiangwen stood up by himself and pulled the black-haired girl up together.
In the muffled sound of hard objects colliding with each other in the background, An Xiangwen said faintly: "Don't be afraid, Brother Bai is very powerful." β
The black-haired girl looked blankly ahead, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she really didn't mean to be afraid.
The statue of the black-haired girl chasing them was more flexible than the one they encountered now, and the gesture that they wanted to directly choke each other's necks and smash them to the ground again failed.
Bai Su simply changed his course of action, and while being surrounded by the statue, he also grabbed the other party's feet.
Then came the "bang bang" sound heard by humans, and Bai Su pinched the statue's ankle like dragging a dead corpse.
After several blows, the statue cracked, and cracks appeared in the curved front of the double face, destroying the merciful smile from the middle.
"Okay, now it's out of the way." Bai Su's tone was brisk, "Unknown Miss, can you tell me what your name is?" β
I came home late from playing with friends.
So why don't friends want to go to cp to play (contemplation)
(End of chapter)