Xiang Ming and Xue Ding left like this, and Meng Juntong was of course not good to chase after them. But where these two people are going next, she has guessed somewhat, and she thinks that it is the most majestic Taishou Mansion in that Yangguan City.

Meng Juntong looked back at the alley, she felt that it was still necessary to find out the ins and outs of the matter first.

As a person who came out of Shaohua Dream City, she naturally has her own means to understand the nature of the situation, instead of asking from others, it is better to go directly into a dream to explore the other party's heart, there is nothing more real than that.

Isn't it just that there is another party in the alley, and the information obtained from him should be regarded as first-hand news.

Meng Juntong returned to the alley with light steps, Liu Ji, who had already fainted, only woke up leisurely at this time, and happened to see Meng Juntong jumping all the way back to the alley, and immediately showed a look of seeing a ghost.

Meng Juntong smiled at him: "Don't be nervous, didn't you always want me to go with you before, I sent it to the door by myself, why don't you bring your bowl out quickly." ”

What an innocent smile, what a weird word, Liu Ji thinks that he can be regarded as an old oilman who has been in the market for many years, but he never thought that he would meet such a girl.

Looking at that angel-like face, Liu Ji's heart was terrified, and the hairs on his arms were all upside down, which was no more comfortable than being clamped around his neck by Schröding with one hand just now.

"You...... Don't come here!" Liu Ji quickly moved a few steps behind him, his gaze glancing at the Qingfeng Sword in Meng Juntong's hand.

This sword did not let Zhao Lei take it.

What kind of character Zhao Lei is Liu Ji knows best, there must be an iron plate in front of him that even Zhao Lei can't kick, so he will throw the food in his mouth.

Meng Juntong didn't want to spend time in this alley with this guy, the lewd face of the man in front of him was really disgusting the more he looked at it.

"You must not have woken up just now, so now make up for it. Meng Juntong said and stretched out her right hand to point at Liu Ji, and saw a firefly emitting a pale green light flying out of the top of her fingertips.

This is a dream Gu, one of the three thousand dream techniques in Shaohua Pavilion, which can quickly make living beings fall asleep and fall into dreams.

Liu Ji looked at the insects that were slowly flying towards him, and his face was dazed.

But it was just a moment of effort, and the dream Gu directly sank into Liu Ji's eyebrows, this guy rolled his eyes, and with a bang, his head hit directly on the stone stomp on the side, and he actually fell asleep like that.

"The mental power is simply weak," Meng Juntong complained.

The effect of this dream Gu varies from person to person, the stronger the spiritual power, the stronger the resistance to the dream Gu, if the will of the person being cast is stronger than that of the Gu caster, even this dream Gu will not have an effect.

Usually people with a certain amount of will, after being planted with a dream Gu, they will instinctively resist the sleepiness that comes from the attack, no matter what, they should sway for a while, and finally they can't hold on before they fall asleep, no matter how bad they are, they should observe whether the surrounding environment is suitable for sleeping, but this Liu Ji is completely asleep in seconds, and his head is not woken up by the pain when he knocks on the stone, and it is really a waste material in waste materials, and a salted fish in salted fish.

Of course, from another point of view, this kind of person lives a very simple life, and he doesn't care about everything, and as the saying goes, he has no heart and no lungs.

Meng Juntong was not interested in studying such a salted fish, she walked up to Liu Ji's side, dragged one of his legs and walked deeper into the alley, as if she was dragging a dead cat and a dead dog.

When I came to the end of the alley, I observed the surrounding environment, and under normal circumstances, it was estimated that no one would drill into this dead end, and it was a clean place.

Throwing Liu Ji aside, Meng Juntong sat down cross-legged, folded his palms on his lower abdomen, gathered his energy, and performed his dream technique.

When he came to the world, the original spells and mana were gone, and the only thing that could still be used was the dream technique that the Shaohua clan had cultivated since childhood.

I saw that as Meng Juntong cast the spell here, a gray gas began to rise at the top of Liu Ji's Tianling cover on the side, which was Liu Ji's dream medium.

When the dream medium was completely condensed, Meng Juntong reached out and directly ingested it into his palm.

In the palm of the other hand, the shape of an illusory lamp condensed at some point, which was almost exactly the same as the Ming Soul Ancient Lantern used by the Dream Weavers in Shaohua City before.

Meng Juntong closed his eyes and threw Liu Ji's gray dream medium into the Ming Soul Ancient Lamp.

The first step in weaving dreams is to read the soul, first of all, Meng Juntong wants to see what kind of memories are in this Liu Ji's soul.

The speed of spiritual power is extremely fast, which is why a moment in reality can stay in a dream for a long time.

Meng Juntong swept through Liu Ji's soul memory at an extremely fast speed.

I have to say that this Liu Ji can be regarded as a poor person.

Since he was a child, he has been a weak and sickly sick seedling, and many doctors say that this guy will not live to adulthood.

I didn't expect such a guy to survive, could it be that the old people often say, good people don't live long, and disasters will be left for thousands of years, is it true?

In Liu Ji's memory, what he saw the most was tossing and turning in various decoctions when he was a child.

This memory seems to be the clearest and deepest memory, Meng Juntong quickly turned over the memory of this illness, and the memory timeline was pulled to his youth.

At that time, Liu Ji was often bullied by his peers because of his frailty, and he would be stripped of his pants by some naughty guys every once in a while, so that he ran away in the screams of girls of the same age, and ran home crying with his bare buttocks.

Seeing these Meng Juntong still gave birth to some compassion, of course, she herself also knew that dream weavers are the most taboo to have emotions about other people's dreams, no matter what kind of emotions they have, it may affect their objectivity and original intention of dreaming in the future.

But this time, Meng Juntong didn't want to weave a dream for this Liu Ji, she just wanted to know something she needed to know.

The timeline continues to go by, Liu Ji grows up little by little, and the people around him have never stopped bullying him.

Until the appearance of a person, Liu Ji's life was completely changed.

That's right, a story that isn't so singable is coming.