The dream competition is over, and the fifteen-year event has come to an end.

The three clans are fighting for dreams, not really fighting for the right to rule Shaohua City. In Shaohua Dream City, there is far from the kind of struggle for power in the world, but it is simply a comparison of the three clans today, which clan has better disciples.

The winner is glorious, but when it comes to entering the world, it is not a good errand. Of the ten people who entered the world, at least eight of them were going to die in the catastrophe, and the last wisp of true spirit returned to Shaohua City with Shaohuajun.

In front of the dream viewing platform, Bai Yuexin, the head of the Bai family, brought his adopted daughter and Bai Luzhou, who is also her chief disciple, to the Meng family to congratulate him.

Bai Luzhou kept looking at Meng Juntong, who returned to Meng Huaijin's side, she never thought that Meng Juntong, who had suffered a lot of mental damage in the last battle dream, would actually be able to defeat Liu Baicong in the last battle dream.

Meng Juntong was dealing with her uncle Meng Huaizhen, who was even more excited than herself, and kept chattering around her.

Compared with Meng Huaizhen, her father Meng Huaijin is much quieter. Of course, he is very happy that his daughter can win the fighting dream, but when he thinks that his daughter is about to enter the WTO, as a father, he is more worried in his heart.

Meng Huaizhen saw that his eldest brother was always frowning, and immediately jumped over and slapped Meng Huaijin on the shoulder: "Big brother, Juntong is so good, it must be no problem to enter the WTO." ”

Meng Juntong looked up at his father, his big watery eyes sparkling.

Meng Huaijin knew that Meng Juntong was waiting for his answer, so he let out a long sigh, shook his head, and turned around and left the dream viewing platform.

Looking at the back of his father leaving, Meng Juntong didn't know why he suddenly felt a burst of sadness.

Meng Huaizhen put his arm around Meng Juntong's shoulder: "Your old father is just worrying, he hasn't entered the world yet, our family Juntong has collected the merits of the Quartet, what other calamities in this world can help you?"

Meng Huaizhen is also an extremely powerful dreamer, he already knows a lot when he sees the mark on Meng Juntong's forehead, he doesn't care where the merits of the four directions come from, as long as these merits are in his body, he can walk in the world, all evils are easy to dispel, and evil turns into good fortune.

"Uncle, I've been forcing my father to tell me about my mother all these years, is it too cruel to him. Meng Juntong thought of Yang Chengwu and Furong, and couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart.

For Yang Chengwu, Furong is the pain point of his life and the debt of his life, so he buried it in his heart and hid it in the abyss. So for the father, will the mother also be such an existence, if so, this pain point has to be dug out by himself again and again, will the father's heart become bloody again?

Meng Huaizhen sighed softly and patted Meng Juntong's shoulder: "There are some things that you still have to let him tell you personally." Again, your father loves you and your mother loves you, so don't look at them with suspicion. ”

Meng Juntong nodded, although she would be puzzled, she had never doubted her parents' feelings for her, even if she had never seen her mother, even if she didn't know what her mother looked like.

The Dream Fighting Conference is over, and there is still more than a month before Meng Juntong enters the WTO, and in the next month or so, Meng Juntong will be in Shaohua Pavilion and the Pure Spirit Platform respectively, following the Yunzhu Holy Maiden and the Luo Shu High Priest to practice for a period of time.

Shao Huajun, who was stored in the Meng family, would also be invited out, and the powers of the two Dream God Altars would reopen the light and enlighten the spirit, and integrate it into Meng Juntong's body.

Liu Baicong was taken back to the Liu family by Liu Xuan, and no one would blame him for losing the fighting dream.

Although Liu Baicong was recognized as the chosen son by the high priest of Vena, he did not say that he was destined to be robbed.

In Shaohua Dream City, everything believes in a destiny, it is destiny to go, and it is destiny to stay.

Liu Baicong wanted to say something more to Meng Juntong before leaving, but when he walked in front of Meng Juntong, he didn't open his mouth, and finally just left with his lips pursed, like a wronged child.

At the end of a grand event, Shaohua Dream City returned to peace. The visitors from the surrounding fairy land who came to watch the dream also left Shaohua Dream City one after another, and the citizens of Shaohua Dream City returned to their own lives, the dream of weaving dreams, the dream of eating dreams, and the dreams of stealing dreams.

Walking down the street home, Meng Juntong pondered how to talk to his father about it.

Passing by the Drunken Immortal Building in the city, Meng Juntong remembered that his father seemed to be the favorite to drink the Drunken Immortal Mansion for 100 days, so he turned around and entered the Drunken Immortal Building.

Seeing that the person entering the building was Meng Juntong, many people immediately cast their eyes on this side.

"It turned out to be Miss Juntong, congratulations to Miss for winning the Dream Fight. The owner of the restaurant was very polite and came forward to greet Meng Juntong.

Meng Juntong was also very polite and thanked the boss.

"I wonder what Miss Juntong wants to buy?" asked the boss eagerly.

"I want to give my father a pot of 100 days of drunkenness. ”

The boss's eyes lit up: "100 days of drunkenness, it's no problem." As he spoke, he turned his head and shouted at the little second brother of the restaurant behind him: "Give Miss Juntong a pot of the best quality craft brew for 100 days." ”

Meng Juntong smiled at the boss: "Boss, how much." "Talking has begun to turn over his own lotus buds.

The owner of the restaurant pushed his hand again and again: "No, no, it's a congratulatory gift for the young lady." Speaking of this, the smile on the boss's face seemed to be a little less, and he looked at Meng Juntong seriously and said: "In the history of Shaohua Dream City, Miss Juntong is probably the youngest person to enter the WTO, and please Miss Juntong must return safely." ”

Speaking of which, it happened that the little second brother had already walked over with a wine jug.

The boss took the white fat jade pot of fine brewing and handed it to Meng Juntong respectfully.

At the same time, the drinkers in the store got up one after another and raised their various wine glasses at Meng Juntong: "Please Miss Juntong must return safely!"

Somehow, Meng Juntong suddenly felt that his nose was a little sore, and his eyes were a little hot.

She took the flask handed by the boss and bowed deeply to the people in the lobby who were toasting to her: "Thank you, thank you!"

She didn't dare to stay any longer, for fear that she would accidentally shed tears in front of so many people.

Turned around and fled away from the Drunken Immortal Building, as the owner of the Drunken Immortal Building said, she was the youngest robber in the history of Shaohua City, but so what, she was fearless.