Li Qingchen was stunned, what the hell was this woman talking about? Kill her? Killing people is such an easy thing to do?!

"Kill me, Lady of the Dust. Mengyu felt some uncontrollable pain in her head, which was spreading, and she begged Li Qingchen to kill her again.

However, how could Li Qingchen do it at this time!

The pain spread through the brain, and the skin on the face was tearing. Mengyu still looked at Li Qingchen with a smile, still saying the same thing. It's just that the smile has gradually stiffened slightly.

"Qingchen Boy, kill me......"

Li Qingchen looked at the dream that was laughing very painfully, and hesitated and slowly raised the dust washing sword, but when the sword was raised, how could he feel as heavy as a thousand catties? .

"Dream girl, you must ...... Do you want to do this?" Li Qingchen looked at the weak and painful dream language, and suddenly felt that his heart was empty, and a kind of sourness welled up in his heart.

"Qingchen boy, hurry up, hurry up...... Ah!" Mengyu half-knelt on the ground in pain, raised his head lightly, and pleaded to Li Qingchen.

Finally, Li Qingchen's sword was against Mengyu's heart, and he slowly closed his eyes.

What did that kiss smell like? What kind of temperature did she just have? Why was she so eager to die, couldn't the poison of natural injuries really be delayed?

Thoughts are so mixed that it's hard to resist.

"Whew. A sound of torn clothes woke Li Qingchen up, and the dust-washing sword had already penetrated Mengyu's left chest.

"Dream Girl!" Li Qingchen exclaimed and let go of the hilt of his sword.

He hurriedly squatted down, looking at the blood gushing out of Mengyu's heart, Li Qingchen anxiously tore the clothes on his body, and then he pressed Mengyu's heart, not letting the blood gush out so quickly, but, where can it be stopped? The blood quickly stained the fabric, Li Qingchen took off his coat, tore it into rags with force, and pressed it on Mengyu's chest.

"Don't be like this, Qingchen Boy......" Mengyu said with a quick breath.

"No, no, no......" Li Qingchen shouted while stopping the bleeding, his voice was urgent and irrepressible.

"Don't ...... Stop, Qingchen Boy, it's useless. Mengyu said slowly.

Li Qingchen still stubbornly pressed on the wound, refusing to let go, Mengyu looked at Li Qingchen, who was desperately trying to save himself, and laughed softly, what if, how good it would be if he met him earlier?

As the seventh son of Tianji, she is burdened with heavy responsibilities in this life. Until that moment, at the moment when she was thinking about asking for help, a young man in Mai really appeared on the other side of the long street, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could hear the steady and solid footsteps, he was walking towards her.

"Boy Qingchen...... I have something to say to you, you ...... Can you stop and listen to me...... Say. Dream whispered intermittently, his eyes already showing signs of dissipation.

Li Qingchen hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped, maybe he also understood that he was powerless to return to the sky at this time.

"You say, I'll listen. Li Qingchen said.

"You're finally willing to listen to me......" Mengyu smiled, the paleness on his face became more and more obvious, and at this time, a trace of black blood began to appear from the corners of his mouth. Li Qingchen knew that it was a sign that all the toxins had spread and invaded the heart and lungs.

There is no way back!

"You have to keep the things I gave you, it is my task in this life, now I will transfer it to you, if you have the chance, you can give it to your master. Dream whispered over and over again, gasping softly.

Li Qingchen nodded, and crossed the aura for Mengyu.

"Those who are the Word of the Word will not give up, you ...... You have to be careful. His eyes flashed with worry.

"I know. I'll take good care of this thing, what else do you have to say......" Li Qingchen said with a sour heart.

"Other...... It's nothing, if only there was some time, I can talk to you more, listen to the stories of a thousand years later, and learn more about ....... As she spoke, Mengyu felt a splitting headache, and she weakly stretched out a hand and stroked Li Qingchen's face.

"Boy Qingchen...... Goodbye, can you ...... Ahem, hold me, hold me tighter, I'...... It's cold. Mengyu muttered, her eyes were no longer focused, only dream-like words were left, floating into Li Qingchen's ears.

"Okay, okay, I'm holding it very tightly, Miss Mengyu, you...... Go all the way. Li Qingchen finally couldn't hold back, and tears still flowed down and dripped on Mengyu's face.

"It's late, but it's good to meet you. Dream whispered and closed her eyes.

"Dream Girl!" Li Qingchen hugged Dream Yu and shouted a few times, but there was no answer. Li Qingchen suddenly burst into tears, he couldn't suppress his inner emotions inexplicably, and he couldn't cry.

He killed someone. Kill one and say to him, "It's good to meet you." The beautiful woman, and this woman called him Qingchen Gongzi in the first quarter of an hour. Li Qingchen didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling now, was he regretful or regretful? Or confused, or sad? He hugged his body that was getting colder and colder, and repeatedly told himself that this was just a dream, a dream, don't take it seriously! But he still couldn't stop crying. Which string was touched, was it the kiss? or a certain sentence......

"Idiot, wake up. A deep voice sounded, Li Qingchen seemed to be drunk, he watched the dream in his arms gradually dissipate, everything on the long street gradually dissipated, and then he himself gradually dissipated.

"Uh, heh. Li Qingchen felt a little heavy on his chest, he opened his eyes and looked at it, only to remember that he was sleeping in front of him. He touched the side of his face and realized that he was not in tears.

"It's really a dream, it's so dangerous, it's dangerous, otherwise it would really kill someone. Li Qingchen muttered quietly. However, he still feels that this dream is too real, if it is really like what his mother said, he thinks about it day and dreams at night. He hadn't thought about this in the daytime or on weekdays, so why did he have such a dream? And who was the last "wake-up"? Li Qingchen was extremely puzzled, he didn't expect that the first night after going down the mountain would make him so sad.

Is there really a woman who dreams about, and is she the Poria of the Seven Sons of Tianji? And the kiss...... Li Qingchen blushed when he thought of this, he hurriedly recited "Psychic True Formula", and silently told himself, don't be delusional, even if it is true, she is also the seventh son of Tianji, and she can be her own uncle and ancestor...... After reciting the heart purification mantra in the psychic mantra twice, Li Qingchen was still confused, and it seemed that he was going to lose sleep tonight when he first fell in love.

"Idiot, idiot......" The deep voice sounded again.

"Who!" Li Qingchen drank, he gently pushed away the fire, stood up by himself, and looked around. But apart from the shadows of the trees and the Spirit Rhino City in front of him, there were no human figures around. Li Qingchen took a closer look and walked out of the Tiangang array. He took two steps towards the Lingxi City Gate and looked into the gate.

At this look, Li Qingchen was stunned, because he saw that the street leading to the city gate was the long street in his dream.

"This shouldn't be a coincidence, right?" Li Qingchen said in his heart. He suddenly had the idea of going into the city to find out.

"Idiot, wake up!" The deep voice sounded again, this time Li Qingchen heard the direction of the voice clearly, and he hurriedly flew towards the southeast outside of the city.

Li Qingchen flew for a while, looking for the sound and came to a temple, the temple is not broken, and there is a thick incense ash before the offering, which shows that there are often people here to worship.

"It's strange, this voice obviously came from here, why didn't you see anyone?" Li Qingchen went to the temple and looked around, but didn't find anyone. Could it be that he made a mistake in his judgment? But when he thought about it, no, he had also gained a lot from cultivating the true technique of channeling in these days, at least his ear power had been greatly improved, and he should not be able to distinguish the mistake with such a loud voice. Maybe some spell was used here, just like that day in the Purple Forest.

Just as Li Qingchen was about to investigate carefully, a "fool" floated out again, and Li Qingchen followed the prestige and saw a huge statue.

The statue stood firmly on the flying sword, one hand holding its long hair, and the other hand with two fingers together, as if it were pointing at someone with a sword.

"When I came in, I didn't see this statue. Li Qingchen secretly thought to himself in his heart, could it be that this statue is still a living body, and it will hide its tracks?

"Idiot, what a fool, how could Master Yuan Miao pass that seven-star sword into your hands!" The statue twisted for a while, and Li Qingchen saw a green-robed Taoist walk out of it.

After a brief moment of surprise, Li Qingchen returned to normal. This kind of thing, he is no longer surprised.

"It's Qingchen who is rude and disturbs Dao Chang Qingxiu. Li Qingchen bowed and saluted. Everyone has said "Yuan Miao Master", presumably it must be the same door, looking at his age, how can he be an elder, and it must be right to salute.

"Hmph. Idiot, flattering, and indiscreet. The use of the sword is unknown, the talent is not high, the practice is mixed, the half-hearted people, the children are long, and the will is not strong. You...... How did you deceive the Seven Star Sword? Say!" Between the words, the Dao Chang faintly carried some golden stone sounds, if it weren't for Li Qingchen's cultivation of the Psychic True Technique, I am afraid that he would be yelled to death by this Dao Immortal.

"Well, Dao Chief, things are not what you think. Li Qingchen argued, and then briefly said what happened, and after listening to it, the chief turned around Li Qingchen suspiciously, and then nodded.

"Listening to what you said, it should be true that Master Yuan Miao personally gave it to you, but why is your cultivation so low, there are only a few sword dao ones, how can my Tianji Sect have such an unbearable disciple. The Taoist priest looked like a madman, and counted Li Qingchen again.

Li Qingchen felt that he had finally met an elder from the same sect, so he should listen to the teachings, alas, he now finally understood the meaning of the words that his mother said when she taught him when she was a child.

Sooner or later, this curiosity will hurt him enough. The long rambling lasted for a quarter of an hour, and finally realized that Li Qingchen was standing aside and was silent for a long time. He cleared his throat and asked, "For your sake, I won't lecture you anymore." Don't blame me for nagging, I usually see the most motivated disciple, besides, your cultivation is ......"

The old Taoist was about to nag again, but when Li Qingchen saw this, he hurriedly intercepted the old Taoist's words.