Wuhun City, the secret room of the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong sat up from the bed abruptly.

"Light Snow ......"

Immediately stunned, he stretched out his hand and gently pressed his forehead.

"Is it a dream? Such a real dream. ”

She couldn't believe it.

With the strength of her divine soul, she hadn't dreamed for nearly twenty years.

The so-called sleep is just another pranayama practice.

What's more, the torture of the Rakshasa Divine Examination on the mind was simply terrifying, and she couldn't sleep peacefully at all.

And in that dream just now, she spent more than ten years.

While many of the details are blurred, there are a few scenes that feel like you've experienced them yourself.

"A Thousand Snows...... Angel God ......"

Bibi Dong looked in the direction of the worship hall, his expression gloomy and uncertain.

And the most important thing is the core character who appears in the dream every time.

Bibi Dong got up and walked out of the secret room and summoned Ju Douluo to the Pope's Palace.

"Yueguan, have you heard of Su Cheng, age...... Twenty or thirty years old, Martial Spirit is a sword that seems to have some connection to Sword Douluo. ”

"Su Cheng?" Yueguan was slightly stunned, and inexplicably felt that this name seemed a little familiar.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head, "I haven't heard of it. ”

"Is there such a person in the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect?"

"I don't know very well."

Nodding, Bibi Dong didn't continue to say anything, but added when he waved his hand to retreat, "Go check it out, forget it if you don't have this person." ”

After Yueguan left, her face was a little dazed.

"Xiao Gang...... Xiao Gang ......"

She couldn't understand how she could dream like that.

Could it be that he no longer believes in Xiao Gang's ability?

Yu Xiaogang is a weak, incompetent, vain and fame-stealing person?

"How stupid, I'd rather believe in a weak and incompetent person who doesn't want to accept my own clan, but I don't believe in the Martial Spirit Hall that pulled me out of the abyss and cultivated it......

"When your parents are dead and you are looking for leftovers to eat in the garbage heap, the eldest son who is in the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect must be able to empathize, right?"

The mocking voice of the man in the dream echoed in his ears.

"No, it's not the Martial Soul Hall that redeemed me, it's the Martial Soul Hall that destroyed me!"

Bibi Dong's slightly hideous face calmed down again, and he flicked his sleeves and turned back to the bedroom.

But when the seeds of self-doubt are planted, will they wither so easily in the soil?

......

Heaven Dou Imperial City, the prince's bedroom.

The eldest prince Xue Qinghe, no, it should be said that it is Qianrenxue, opened his eyes blankly.

Feeling a damp face, he reached out and wiped it gently.

"Teacher...... Why ......"

At some point, she burst into tears.

In the tears, there seems to be a little shadow floating.

Standing up, Qian Lingxue looked back left and right, and found that she was still in the dormitory, and she was not an angel god.

It's just a soul sect that is less than level 50.

But compared to Bibi Dong, her memories in her dreams are much deeper.

The more than ten years she experienced in her dream were even longer than her memories in reality.

And that figure throughout.

It didn't feel like a dream at all, it was like another life.

Although the ending is sad and ridiculous, the process is countless times happier than it is now.

Qian Lingxue stretched out her fingers and stroked her forehead, and the sword shadow that pierced the divine soul seemed to be still in front of her.

That sword shattered not only the divine position, but also her dream.

"It's just a dream, it's just a dream."

Qianyue muttered to herself.

"Hehe, just a dream? What a joke! ”

Another voice rang in her ears, similar to her own. It's just a lot colder, with a bit of slippery and sticky feeling, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter and gently licking the pinna, giving people a strange kind of stimulation.

"Who?!"

Qianyue was suddenly shocked and looked around.

"I am you, you are me."

A pair of dark eyes appeared in the bottom of her heart, silently staring at them.

"You?!"

Qianrenxue was cold all over her body, and then relaxed, "I see......

"Why don't you try the method he taught you to break your pulse and continue your qi? You remember how to use it, don't you? ”

Another voice spoke again, seductive.

"I forgot." Qianyue said coldly.

"No, you didn't forget. You're just scared. ”

This time the voice was a little sneering, as if very dissatisfied with her answer.

"If you don't dare to face it, I'll do it."

As the voice fell.

A dark shadow emerged from the bottom of Qianyue's feet, and then quickly spread upward, dyeing her white clothes black in an instant.

The whole process was extremely fast, and Qian Lingxue couldn't resist at all, or she didn't particularly resist in her heart.

It's the other side of her.

She had always known about the existence of these shadows in her heart.

From an early age, Qianyue has learned how to put on a mask, how to hide her pain, and how to relieve loneliness.

But this kind of deception can be hidden from others, but not from oneself.

All the negative emotions were locked in her heart like garbage, and gradually hoarded until today.

Qianrenxue, who was dressed in black, raised her arms, and her palms waved quickly like the wind, giving people a dizzying feeling.

"Look, this is the method of interrupting the pulse and renewing qi, what a genius idea, what do you think?"

“……”

The golden eyes in my heart looked at this scene in a daze, which contained complex emotions intertwined with grief and joy.

"For the next time, you can rest first."

Qian Lingxue said and walked outside, "I'll find him." ”

......

"Young master, who are you?"

In the study, the two Douluo of the snake, spear and dolphin looked at Qian Lingxue who was dressed in black with a stunned expression.

"Can't you?"

The corners of Qian Lingxue's mouth hooked a trace of arc, and she looked at the two with a smile.

Qian Lingxue rarely laughed, but at this moment, these two Titled Douluo would rather she not laugh.

Looking at the corners of her mouth raised, but the eyes were cold and calm, both of them couldn't help but feel a little chill in their hearts.

"Mobilize all my resources for me to find out someone. The martial soul is a sword, and his name is Su Cheng. Appearance, martial spirit, name, if two of them match, come and report to me. ”

While speaking, Qian Lingxue picked up a portrait from the table and handed it to the two.

Snake Spear Douluo stretched out his hand to take it, his face a little hesitant.

"What? Can't do it? ”

The power of the Wuhun Hall is all over the continent, and all soul masters will be registered in each branch hall, so it is not difficult to check the individual.

"His Majesty the Pope's Crown......"

"Hehe, Wuhun Palace, when will she be in charge? I still have an account to settle with her. ”

The two looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything more.

I feel like the young master in front of me seems to have completely changed as a person.

......

In a village in the southwestern remote region of the Heaven Dou Empire, Su Cheng also broke away from the simulator and opened his eyes.

He still doesn't know that Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue and others have more or less obtained some memories in the simulated world.

Even the dark side of Qianyue's heart has awakened because of this.