When Meng Xingyun saw it, Lord Oneiroi personally helped him, and he was also very moved, after all, it was still good to be an adult.

He raised his head with a cry and looked at Oneiroi-sama's face, "Thank you, Xiaoyun will get up." Meng Xingyun wiped away his tears, and waited for Long Yueying's instructions speechlessly.

A minute passed, ten minutes passed, fifteen minutes passed......

These two people just stared at each other with big eyes, and neither of them spoke.

Meng Xingyun looked at it, this is not good, it is estimated that Lord Oneiroi is still confused, otherwise there must be something to say.

"My lord, do you still have doubts? You might as well say it, and Xiaoyun will explain it to you. ”

Long Yueying opened her mouth wide, as if she had too many questions to ask, but she didn't know what to ask! her mouth opened, closed, opened and closed, and finally shook her head and didn't say a word.

Meng Xingyun was a little anxious, how could this be done? If Long Yueying didn't believe 100% in her heart that she was Oneiroi-sama, then she wouldn't be able to enter her mysterious realm, so how could she recover her memories and get her cultivation back?

"My lord, only if you believe it wholeheartedly, Xiaoyun can take you to the next step!"

Long Yueying hesitated for a moment, and said to Meng Xingyun, "It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that ...... It's unbelievable. In my heart, you say you don't believe it, I believe it a little, you have to say believe it, but you don't believe it. ”

Hey, hey, I'm most afraid of this kind of half-belief, if this state enters the mysterious realm, it will definitely go the wrong way, go astray, maybe fall into the abyss of terror.

"My lord, how can you believe that what Xiaoyun said is true?"

Long Yueying shook her head, she didn't know how to believe it.

Meng Xingyun thought for a moment, took Long Yueying's hand, and pointed his index finger to Long Yueying's, "My lord, you close your eyes. ”

Long Yueying closed her eyes, and her heart throbbed: This kid, isn't he serious, why is he suddenly so romantic? Hehe......

Suddenly, an indescribable stream of heat flowed slowly down the fingertips, from the arm, to the brain.

Long Yueying saw a bustling palace with a long-bearded old man teaching a cute little girl to write. The little girl looked to be about five or six years old, and wore a gorgeous dress, and a particularly conspicuous and delicate belt around her waist.

Probably writing this kind of thing, after a long time, the little girl was not very willing, threw the pen in her hand, muttered a small mouth of cherries, and shouted to the side: "Xiaoyun, bring a plate of grapes to Benxian, I don't want to know how to read." ”

As he spoke, from the back of the house, a little boy of eight or nine years old ran out, holding a plate of colorful grapes in his hand.

The little girl was happy, pinched one, threw it in her mouth, picked another one, and handed it to the little boy. The little boy smiled sweetly, took it, squeezed it into grape juice, dripped it into a small cup, and returned it to the little girl with a happy face.

The bearded old man glanced at it and said dotingly, "Stuffing, you have to finish at least one article." ”

The little girl snorted, turned around, ate the grapes in her hand, drank the grape juice, and muttered, "You are the stuffing!" ”

Such a scene made Long Yueying suddenly feel so familiar, she obviously closed her eyes, and the three-dimensional picture that appeared in front of her was simply an IMAX effect, real and shocking, and it hit the heart.