After listening to Liu Chengfeng's words, Meng Juntong's mood improved slightly.

Although this tribulation was a drudgery, the high priest of Vena also said at that time that this was a road to the road of the promising road, although it may not be recovered, but it may also be lifted to the sky.

With her understanding of Liu Baicong, if there is the slightest possibility of a catastrophe, he will not let Meng Juntong take this path, which is why Liu Baicong is so hesitant in the second half of the dream.

Meng Juntong sighed softly: "That guy, a little bit big, where did he get such a heavy mind." ”

Although she is the same age as Liu Baicong, when she says this, she still feels a little old-fashioned.

Liu Chengfeng smiled and said noncommittally: "Maybe it's with his father, when my eldest brother pursued your mother, ......" Suddenly Liu Chengfeng realized that he had said something terrible, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and waved: "Let's not mention this matter of Chen sesame seeds and rotten grain." ”

Meng Juntong's eyes just lit up, why had she never heard her father hear about this, it turned out that Liu Baicong's father had also pursued his mother at the beginning.

But no matter how Meng Juntong asked, Liu Chengfeng refused to say more about this topic.

"Let's get down to business, the reason why you say that you are a dreamer is that you invoke the deep fears of these people to prevent them from doing one thing in reality, and this is the nightmare. Liu Chengfeng explained.

Meng Juntong frowned: "But don't we dream weavers also weave nightmares to guide people's behavior?

Liu Chengfeng shook his head and sighed with a little hatred that iron is not made of steel: "You girl, you are not happy to say that you are not good at dreams." What is the root of the nightmare, have you ever thought about it, is it really fear, you think about it!"

Meng Juntong began to bow her head and think deeply, to be honest, she almost didn't even turn an extra page of books about dream theory before.

She felt that the teachings in those books were too empty, and far less interesting than the cultivation of dreams.

Seeing that Meng Juntong really couldn't think of it, Liu Chengfeng shook his head and said: "The original intention of the nightmare is to discover the feelings of the evil people themselves. Let those who have a guilty conscience be tortured by their conscience in the middle of the night, tormenting their humanity, making them think deeply, and making them repent. It has never been intimidated by means of threats and terror. ”

Meng Juntong looked dazed, obviously she didn't understand Liu Chengfeng's rhetoric very well.

However, she really wanted to create a large-scale terrifying dream at that time, so that the people in Xingye Town could deeply feel the fear of being dominated by wild beasts.

From then on, he no longer dared to venture into the Fuji Mountain to hunt and kill mountain beasts endlessly.

Her intentions were indeed good, but the methods she used were wrong.

Liu Chengfeng knew that there was no way to help Meng Juntong correct this concept for a while, so after thinking about it, he reached out and shook out a bamboo scroll from his robe and threw it to Meng Juntong.

"What is this?" Meng Juntong took the bamboo scroll and looked at it in her hand, and suddenly her eyes kept looking: "This is, Liu Baicong's handwriting." ”

Liu Chengfeng nodded and said: "This is the reading notes of that stinky boy back then, and most of them are some obscure ideas for studying dream theory. Don't say it's you, there are many issues that even those of us who are older generations have never considered, especially the dream of eating inherited by the Liu family, that kid can be said to be the best of the truth, and there is a lot of meaning to go further. So those codexes of his, we sometimes go to look through them, this is one of the volumes, when he left Shaohua Dream City in a hurry, he didn't have time to return it to him, and now I will hand it over to you, you take it back and study it carefully. ”

Meng Juntong looked at the bamboo scroll in her hand a little dumbfounded, she had always felt that Liu Baicong was inferior to herself, even if she was in the Dream Fighting Competition, she saw Liu Baicong's hidden strength with her own eyes, and she still felt that she was at the same level as him at most, and she was also confident that she was the one who was higher than him.

But seeing the thick bamboo slip in his hand, Meng Juntong began to realize how smart and powerful Liu Baicong was.

Just when Meng Juntong was about to open the bamboo scroll and take a good look, suddenly the bottom of Liu Chengfeng's dream trembled.

Liu Chengfeng's face also changed suddenly: "This is coming to the door." ”

Meng Juntong was taken aback: "Is it those hunters?"

Liu Chengfeng nodded: "In the previous town, Fan Yin, the Hundred Tu Gang who lost his mind and went to slaughter his family, was the one who did it. ”

"Isn't it because of my group dream technique?" Meng Juntong put down a big stone in his heart.

Liu Chengfeng looked helpless: "When have you heard that nightmares can make people crazy, it was someone who used nightmare techniques to intensify all the hatred and murderous thoughts in that butcher's heart." ”

Meng Juntong looked at the increasingly turbulent dream: "If it can affect Uncle Liu's dream, that person's cultivation must be very high." ”

Liu Chengfeng was silent, it seems that it should be like this.

Meng Juntong got up: "Uncle Liu, I will go with you to retreat the enemy!"

Liu Chengfeng shook his head: "This person doesn't dare to move us at the moment." ”

"Why?" Meng Juntong was puzzled, if he didn't dare to move them, why did he come to attack Liu Baicong's dream space at this moment.

"Don't forget, your grandmother, that Yunshu Immortal has just come to the world. ”

"Grandma. Meng Juntong was slightly stunned, to be honest, she still hasn't been able to associate that woman with a dusty temperament and a fairy spirit with her grandmother's identity.

"Don't say so much, that guy has a lot of means, if he doesn't go out, I'm afraid I'll have to blast my dream enchantment to pieces. Speaking of this, Liu Chengfeng raised his hand in front of Meng Juntong, and a circle of light appeared at her feet.

"Uncle Liu, what are you going to do here?"

Liu Baicong said: "This is a teleportation technique, which can directly send you back to Xingye Town." ”

"And what do you do?"

Liu Chengfeng smiled: "Don't worry about me, no matter how you say it, I am also one of the three heroes of Shaohua who were in the limelight at the beginning, and I am not so casually handled." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the dazzling light under his feet flowed, and Meng Juntong was directly sent out of the bottom space of Liu Chengfeng's dream realm.

And the next moment, the smile on Liu Chengfeng's face disappeared, and the surrounding dream space suddenly turned into a raging Shura battlefield.

At the forefront of his line of sight, a figure covered in tattered armor slowly turned.

"Liu Chengfeng, you kid is very good at playing. The man's voice was hoarse, but the anger in it had clearly reached its peak.