Mo Xin settled Brother Jie well, and also staggered down from upstairs, he was also injured and sat on the sofa opposite Mengluo.

Mengluo looked at everyone who was pouring into a piece, and felt a little bad in his heart. This trip, although the result was good, but they also paid such a big price. No one came back intact, including her dream, and the poison was still uncleared. At this moment, when she could relax, she felt a burst of discomfort in her viscera.

A few people quietly repaired their scars. Until the sky gradually darkened. Mengluo was woken up by a phone ringing!

She walked to the table, and the word Mo Ji was displayed on the screen of her mobile phone. The busyness of the past few days has made her unable to care about contacting Mo at all. She remembered that a few days ago, it seemed that she had made an appointment with Mo Ji to meet, but this busy, even after a few days, the date was naturally released.

On the phone, Mo Jiji's worried voice came: "Xiaomeng, what's the matter? You didn't come that day, you didn't contact me, I didn't answer your phone, I also came to your house, but no one, are you okay!" Mo Ji didn't wait for Mengluo to speak, so he split his head and covered his face with a meal of concern, which made Mengluo feel guilty, moved, distressed, and happy.

Mengluo smiled and told him that Mengxingyun needed help with something at home, and he forgot to pick up his phone when he went out, and he just got home today.

Of course, Mo Ji believed it, and didn't think much about it, just said that as long as the dream fell into the person was fine. I can't get in touch these days, I'm really afraid that something will happen to my dream.

Mo Ji originally wanted to meet Mengluo the next day, but Mengluo refused, and she had to rush to send the book to the Heavenly Palace. This time and again, it will take a day at the earliest, and it will definitely be too late for a date tomorrow. I found a reason, saying that I was a little tired when I just came back, and I wanted to rest tomorrow, so I would make an appointment the day after tomorrow. Mo Ji felt sorry for Mengluo, even if he wanted to see Mengluo again, he would respect her choice.

That night, Mengluo ordered takeout, and after they had eaten, they had a good rest. At twelve o'clock in the night, Meng Xingyun's body was completely well, and he came to Dream Luo's room and knocked on the door.

"Adult ......"

Mengluo opened the door and looked at Mengxingyun who was recovering in spirit, she was very happy. For her, Meng Xingyun is not a guard, but a relative.

"Xiaoyun, great, then we are ready to go, send the book to the Heavenly Palace, go early and return early. ”

Meng Xingyun smiled: "I know, my lord, I also asked your brother Mo Jiji." ”

Mengluo's delicate eyebrows lowered on his face, and he peeked at Mengxingyun, Mengluo at this moment, there is no majesty of Lord Oneiroi, some, just the shyness of a young girl.

Mengluo asked Mo Xin to stay at home to take care of Brother Jie, and she and Mengxingyun went up together with the book. Originally, Mengluo wanted Mengxingyun to stay and take care of Brother Jie, but she went up alone. But Meng Xingyun wanted to follow, and he was afraid that if something would be delayed, he would stay and let the dream fall back to the world. Mengluo felt that it made sense, so that she and Mo Ji would not be delayed on their date the day after tomorrow.

The book's heavy eyes widened. He was cast a spell by Mengluo, and he couldn't say anything at the moment, and his body was stiff and tied by the fairy rope. Only in this way can Mengluo rest assured.

From the human world to the heavenly palace, for the immortals, it was a very fast moment. Depending on the level, the speed of the immortals is also different. For example, dreams are not as fast as dreams. But Yumeluo will take care of his speed, and the two will stay in the same place. 110 Literature

In the Oneiroi Palace, it was very quiet.

Finally, when the dream came back, the old Oneiroi didn't make a noisy banquet.

In the main hall, the old Oneiroi was not there. Mengluo found a little Gong'e to inquire, and Xiao Gong'e said that the old Oneiroi went out to the library early in the morning.

Mengluo made Meng Xingyun look at the book heavily, and she went to the library to find her father.

In the library pavilion, the old Oneiroi and his old rival have turned into jade silk, and the two of them are pushing cups and changing lamps. Mengluo smiled, no wonder the Dream God Palace was so quiet, it turned out that this old man had changed positions!

Last time the old Oneiroi came here to look for clues, the old rival was angry, and he was also a high-ranking person's rival in love, because of the contradiction with the Oneiroiroi, Chong Guan was angry and turned red, and as a result, he made a mistake in the heavenly realm that should not be made, and was demoted to the guard of the library pavilion. This is a long time.

Now, the years have passed, and the hatred in the hearts of the old enemies is gradually disappearing.

That day, when he saw the old Oneiroi appear at the door of the library management office, he was very resentful, and the roots of his teeth rattled.

But when the old Oneiroi cried at him with a handful of snot and complained about the unsatisfactory now, and cried emotionally, this is the old Oneiroi's forte. The heart of the old rival, looking at the painful old Oneiroi, instantly balanced a lot. In short, it is to base my happiness on your pain. In this way, we can get the unconvincing liberation of the inner world in the long run.

The old rival, in such a mood, forgave the old Oneiroi. And the old Oneiroi felt that he couldn't go straight to the point from the beginning, which would let the old rival know that he had a purpose and should have a good relationship first.

A pot of old wine, a plate of peanuts, two old men, sitting in a rocking chair, talking and laughing. Although the old Oneiroi has a purpose, friendship is also real. The two of them talked happily with each other, and occasionally sang a little song from their youth.

Mengluo stood in the distance, she didn't know the cattleness between the two people. I just felt that under the sunset, the sunset was red, and she couldn't bear to disturb the happiness of these two old men.

However, time waits for no one, and Mengluo has to shout at her father. As soon as the old Oneiroi heard that it was her precious daughter's voice, he immediately put down the wine glass in his hand and waved his hand at Mengluo with a smile. Then say goodbye to your old rival and come back another day.

The old Oneiroi was very happy, and he pulled Mengluo and wanted to ask the east and the west, but before he could speak, Mengluo said first: "There is something urgent." The old Oneiroi looked at his daughter's serious look, not like a joke. I hurried to the Dream God Palace, and as I walked, I told the old Oneiroi about this experience.

When the old Oneiroi heard this, he said, "Ah, I have caught it! My daughter is really amazing, admire and admire." "This is not a sycophant, this is how the old Oneiroi really feels. After all, his daughter is good no matter how you look at it, not to mention that she has done one thing now, and that is simply beautiful and beautiful! Old Oneiroi is sincerely proud of his daughter.

The father and daughter came to the main hall of the Dream God Palace. Meng Xingyun hurriedly saluted the boss, and the old dream god patted Meng Xingyun's shoulder, which was regarded as encouragement and trust in him.

Shu Shen looked at everything in front of him with hatred, and the old Oneiroi gave him the spell of his body, and as soon as Shu Shen opened his mouth, he scolded him.