The man also smiled innocently: "Yes, yes, yes, I forgot to introduce myself." I am Hong, my name is Hong Jie. ”

"Oh, then I'll call you, Brother Jie. ”

"Okay, then let's eat first, while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold, I hope you can like it." ”

Mengluo and Brother Jie had dinner and sat on the sofa chatting.

Brother Jie said that it was a quiet day, and he felt very, very comfortable at home alone. He really hadn't lived such a leisurely life in a long time, and for him, it was a long-lost enjoyment.

Mengluo is relieved, tonight, she wants to enter Brother Jie's dream alone to find the traces of the book, I don't know if she can still meet the fake book Shenshen last time.

At night, at ten o'clock, Brother Jie fell asleep soundly under the arrangement of Mengluo.

Mengluo looked around and sighed, not knowing what Mengxingyun was doing at this moment, in the Heavenly Palace.

In Brother Jie's dream, this time, it was empty and empty. There was an empty space all around, there was no object, not even fog.

Mengluo stood there and shouted, "The book is heavy, you come out for me." ”

"That fake book is heavy, you also get out of here. ”

Mengluo waited for a long time, but no one answered. What's going on?

In this space, where there is nothing, there is no concept of direction, and Yume Luo looked around and walked in one direction at random.

No matter how she walked, she felt as if she hadn't changed places, but her footsteps never stopped.

This feeling is completely because of the illusion of space. Actually, she's come a long way. Just because there is no change around her, there is no reference, of course, it is impossible to perceive how far she has gone.

In this way, it is not a way to go all the way like this. It seems, perhaps, tonight, the book is heavy, and it will not come.

Dream fell simply and sat on the ground. At this moment, smoke rose from the ground half a meter high, and she simply lay in it and looked at the sky.

At this moment, she suddenly found that this space was upside down. Above her head, there are hidden trees and the scent of birds. Such a scene can only be seen by lying down. As soon as she stood up, she couldn't see it again due to the angle.

"I see, it's really strange. She whispered to herself, sprang up, and flew into the top of the scene.

When she is in it, the scenery will naturally become positive, and it will no longer be reversed.

"This guy's dream is quite creative. ”

The dream fell and searched around, there was no heavy shadow of the book, and she did not have the chill of the last time, only the happy singing of the birds. Small flowers in the grass with a few cute little ants crawling around on them. The bees buzzed from afar, landed on a small flower, and after a busy gathering of honey, flew away again. Butterflies are also dancing.

Mengluo likes such a quiet and peaceful scene, and it would be great if all people in the world could have such good dreams.

A gust of wind, blowing, mixed with a ...... The smell of blood.

Mengluo was shocked, how could it be such a smell? Could it be that something had happened in front of him? Or, the book had been in front for a long time.

She quickly got up from the grass and walked forward in the direction the wind was blowing.

Soon, she saw blood stains on the ground. She began to worry, could it be that Brother Jie was suffering again? This is impossible, she cast a spell on him. Yunxuan Pavilion

Soon, Yumonoku saw the grass not far ahead, and there were more blood stains here. But there was no one.

Dream fall with a finger, on the eyes, wipe past. She saw the memory of the space.

These are countless cruel scenes, all of which are all kinds of torture that Shu Shen once inflicted on Brother Jie. Her tears flowed down her cheeks.

She couldn't look directly at such a scene, so she quickly wiped her fingers again and wiped them into her eyes, closing her eyes.

It's all happening, recorded in dreams. This is also the deepest pain in Brother Jie's heart, so that it can be so clearly presented in front of Mengluo.

She continued on her way, and there was a strange mark. Dream falls, ruthless, and opens the heavenly sense again.

Shu Shen pointed to Brother Jie, who was lying on the ground on the side, and scolded: "It's really hard, a hazy fragment, where can you hide it? Could it be that you are hiding in your consciousness? If that is the case, it would be too much effort. ”

"You, you, what are you talking about...... I don't know at all...... You just spare me, spare me......" Brother Jie prayed weakly, and the book was heavy.

"I'll give you the last month, if this son is on you and you can't find the hazy fragments, you can only let my master come forward. When the time comes, you will suffer a hundred times more than now. ”

Sure enough, behind the heavy book, there is another powerful character.

"No, no, spare me, I don't know your master......"

"Hmph, of course you don't know, my master, but he's a powerful person. He's a magic ......."

At this moment, Mengluo suddenly heard footsteps in the grass, and she quickly hid and stopped looking at the memories in the dream.

The book was snorting heavily, dragging Brother Jie's Yuan Shen to this side.

Mengluo watched his every move closely, and if Shu Shen did anything to hurt Brother Jie, she would immediately go out to stop it. She hid here, just to figure out whether the book in front of her was real or fake.

Shu Shen put Brother Jie under a big tree and took a breath.

"Well, it's a tiring job. What the hell is the use of the hazy shards, what the hell does it look like? The owner didn't say anything, didn't I look for it blindly......

Mengluo listened to him talk to himself, and it seemed that he still hadn't found the hazy fragment of Brother Jie's body.

To say that this hazy fragment, its one hundred and eight pieces, are all different shapes, and no one knows the specific appearance of each piece. So, even if you have seen the previous ones, you can't know what the later ones will look like.

The book stretched out his hand heavily, and a ball of light shrouded Brother Jie. This is a ball of looking light, and it will not cause any substantial damage to Brother Jie's body, and Mengluo did not make a move.

The book looked for a while and took in the light.

"It seems that the only way to do this is to use the master's Protestant methods. ”

He flipped his palms up and down, chanting words that Mengluo had never heard before, and couldn't hear what he was doing.

Then, the heavy palms of the book began to turn red, and it didn't take long for them to turn red. He looked at Brother Jie's body and slapped it over.

Dream Fall blocked him in an instant before his palm touched Brother Jie.

Mengluo felt a tingle in her body, and her spirit seemed to be about to separate, a tearing sensation that made her pain unbearable.

This is the legend: the distraction palm.