When the tears of the dream fell on the smoking ruins, wherever the tears went, they were wiped out, and the embers in the ashes were immediately and completely extinguished.

Mengluo discovers that her tears can extinguish fire. If she had known this, she should have cried earlier, but the world is unpredictable, and who could have foreseen it! If she had known earlier, too many things would not have happened at all. But life is often so different because of this, full of exploration of the unknown. It is the same with God's birth.

At this moment, it shouldn't be the time to be sad and blame yourself, since Mengluo knows the effect of her tears, she must make good use of it.

She wept vigorously at the ruins, wept so hard that her tears were like a river bursting its banks, spilling on every piece of ash.

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, come out quickly, where are you. Mengluo picked up the charred things on the ground with his hands and shouted the name of Mengxingyun. Tears continue to bubble up.

Between them, tens of thousands of time together, it doesn't mean that there is no emotion. Even if Mengluo didn't mean to cry, she couldn't make the tears stop falling.

Dream Luo's fingers had been worn out, but she couldn't calm herself down. Pieces of ruins have been torn apart by her. Inside, there is no shadow of dreams.

Mengluo began to despair...... "Xiaoyun, where are you, why don't you leave me even a little dust that belongs to you...... Where the hell are you...... Woowoo woo ......"

Seeing that only the last place was left to rummage, Mengluo began to be afraid, she was afraid that the last place would not be able to find any trace of Mengxingyun.

She stopped, blood dripping from the tips of her fingers, but she didn't care, and she didn't notice that her fingers were already injured.

Blood moistened this gray-black lifeless place on the ground, and a drop of blood nourished a large area.

On the only remaining small ash heap that was not rummaged through, a pink hibiscus flower bloomed. Slowly, the blood on the fingers of the dream fell, and the more it dripped and the more flowers bloomed.

Such a magical scene in front of him made Mengluo a little surprised. She looked down at the blood she was still dripping, and had a thought in her heart, perhaps, her blood has the function of bringing the dead back to life, and such beautiful flowers can bloom on these ruins.

The dream fell into my heart and rekindled hope. She took a deep breath to encourage herself, then stood up, looked at the last piece of ash, and set to action.

Dream fell in disappointment, and all thoughts were lost, and not a single ball of yarn was found. In utter despair, she stood in the middle of the flower-filled ruins, crying aloud.

I don't know how long I cried, but Mengluo's throat was hoarse, my tears were dry, and my eyes were swollen......

"Big ...... Big...... Adult......" A very, very faint voice came from above the dream.

She suddenly heard it, and immediately stopped crying, and listened carefully and carefully, trying to find the source of the faint voice.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four minutes...... About ten minutes passed, and the faint voice did not sound again. Mengluo was disappointed, and she thought she must have heard it wrong. In this place, she has almost turned it upside down, where can there be another person's voice.

"Big ...... Person...... Help me......"

This time, Mengluo listened to it really, and this was not someone else's, the voice of the official dream Xingyun. Although it was so small that it was almost impossible to hear, it was him when the dream fell.

Mengluo was ecstatic, Mengxingyun did not die!

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, is it you? Is it you? You're not dead, you're still ......"

"Xiaoyun, where are you, I'll come. ”

Mengluo looked at the burned black walls around him, and Mengxingyun must be in some corner of it. She's done looking for the ground, no, then, it's only possible where she hasn't looked.

Mengluo began to look for the wall on the left, little by little, and she first touched the whole circle next to the ground, but there was nothing. Then, it's time to look up. However, it is not easy to look upwards.

The carved walls of the stone wall, after being burned by the fire, are attached to the soot, smooth and slippery, so that the dream is impossible to start. So how can you talk about climbing up and looking for it?

Mengluo turned her brain cells extremely quickly, allowing her brain energy to exert her heavenly level, and she finally thought that she could climb by wrapping some non-slip things on her hands and feet! This kind of knowledge came from what she learned in school when she was still Long Yueying. Now, it's time to use it.

Yumeroku tore his coat into several strips of cloth and began to wrap them around his hands and feet. Soon, her non-slip supplies were ready. She jumped up slightly, and with the help of the non-slip strip of cloth, she was much more relaxed. That's it, on the stone wall, looking and looking, looking and looking Finally, on the high platform they had stood on, they saw a black figure that had been smoked.

The platform there has long since fallen and burned out, and when it was once built, it left several large round holes in the stone wall, which were very deep. That's where the whole countertop is supported as a point of support.

Mengluo grabbed the hole above with one hand, stepped on the hole below with one foot, and it happened that there was a hole not far away, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he could reach it.

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, is that you?"

Mengluo looked at the black object, so distressed that he couldn't bear to look at it directly. Is this a piece of charcoal?

"Big ...... My lord, remove the piece at the entrance of the cave. ”

The voice was faint, but Dream fell and heard it clearly. It's so quiet that even breathing feels like it's loud.

Mengluo looked at it, could it be that Mengxingyun was talking about the black? She tentatively reached out and touched it lightly. It was a hard piece of stuff, black powder falling on her fingers, and the blood was mixed into a disgusting slime.

That's right, it should be this, she started for the second time, pinched the thing, and pulled it out hard, only to see that it was a piece of burned wood that had been carbonized.

Dream fell and let go, and the wood charcoal fell to the bottom of the hole, with a bang, and shattered. The wood that was originally burned dry was crisp and fluffy, and if it fell so high, it would definitely turn into ashes.

Yumeluo leaned forward, poked his little head, and looked into the small hole.

"Adult......" stretched out a hand to Mengluo.

She quickly grabbed it and pulled her hand out. Then, she saw her arms, her head, and her body...... It's really a dream!

Mengluo cheered, leaving tears in her eyes again. But this time, it was tears of joy and joy.

Mengluo stood straight on the stone wall, she quickly pulled Mengxingyun out of the small hole, and at the same time, she also accompanied such inertia, a jump, floating to the ground.