"Young Palace Master!" I don't know who suddenly shouted. Then everyone looked over to Ye Qianqiu.

The palace people of Lingxiao Palace, who were originally in despair, suddenly gathered on Ye Qianqiu's side as if they had found the backbone.

However, in this way, the things they originally guarded became scattered.

The monks who live in the dream capital are really incomparable to ordinary people when it comes to grabbing things. By the time the scene resumed, the entire hall was empty. There was only a group of disciples from Lingxiao Palace left, looking at Ye Qianqiu without tears.

Ye Qianqiu's mood is not too bad. If the things in Lingxiao Palace can't be saved, they can't be saved, at least these disciples are still alive. Compared to those outside the main hall who didn't even have their lives, these disciples were lucky enough.

After there was nothing to grab, the people of Mengdu set their eyes on these disciples. The disciples of Lingxiao Palace, in the eyes of the monks of Mengdu, were not much different from a group of nouveau riche. It's clearly a group of guys who can't see enough, but the things in their hands are extremely greedy.

Finally, greed prevailed over reason, and the monks of Mengdu finally made a move against the disciples of Lingxiao Palace.

"Ye ......" Ye Qianqiu, who didn't plan to make a move, subconsciously made a move after hearing a familiar voice. After rescuing the person who spoke out, Ye Qianqiu recognized who she was.

When he first entered Lingxiao Palace, the one who almost gave the room to Ye Qianqiu was not Sun Ling'er in front of him!

It's just that Sun Ling'er is too much worse than the state at that time. Sun Ling'er was quite lively and cheerful before, but now this one, her hair is messy, her face is pale, and even her voice is dumb.

"Sun Ling'er. Seeing that Sun Ling'er was about to faint, Ye Qianqiu hurriedly called her.

"Elder Linghe said that if you come, everything in Lingxiao Palace will listen to you. Sun Ling'er, who was barely holding on, held Ye Qianqiu's hand tightly.

Ye Qianqiu only felt that he was under a lot of pressure, but Linghe Zhenren was dead, and Lingxiao Palace had become like this, Ye Qianqiu had to carry the burden if he didn't carry it.

Therefore, now that the disciples of Lingxiao Palace have been attacked, Ye Qianqiu has no position to watch. The ring in his right hand turned into a long whip at some point, and then dozens of water columns gathered, separating the disciples of Lingxiao Palace from those Mengdu monks.

Seeing Ye Qianqiu's hand, Sun Ling'er closed her eyes with satisfaction.

Ye Qianqiu's empty hand quickly pressed Sun Ling'er's pulse to confirm that she was still alive before putting his heart down.

But what's next?

The water column did quickly separate the disciples of Lingxiao Palace from the Mengdu cultivators, but in the same way, these water pillars also trapped Ye Qianqiu and them in one place, and it was not easy for them to get out.

Just as Ye Qianqiu was thinking about how to go out, a lazy voice came from outside.

"Why did I wake up and my dreams were gone?" Tapir, should you give me an explanation?" It was as if the voice was ringing in people's ears.

Ye Qianqiu's time to shake his mind, the water column that protected everyone in Lingxiao Palace had already disappeared. However, none of the Mengdu monks who were standing outside the water column came to Ye Qianqiu's side.

Their eyes fell on the woman outside the room.

Following the gaze of those monks, Ye Qianqiu also saw the woman who spoke up. The woman standing in the sun, wearing a translucent red gauze dress, looked extremely bewitching. In the middle of the steps, an inexplicable coercion suppressed everyone, even if Ye Qianqiu and Wei were in the air, they couldn't move under the woman's nose.

The woman paused at the entrance to the main hall for a moment, then walked into the main hall with her feet raised. Between the swaying clothes, a faint fragrance came out of the woman's body.

Rao is Ye Qianqiu, and it took a while to break free from this fragrance.

Ye Qianqiu, who regained consciousness, found that he couldn't control his body at all. Not only did she lose control of her body, but she also floated uncontrollably.

Waiting for his body to turn in a different direction, Ye Qianqiu met the gaze of the demonic female monk.

In the main hall, there is a place where you can sit, which is the position of the palace master who met before. Now the female monk was half-lying on the chair, holding out a finger and pointing at Ye Qianqiu.

With just one finger, she was able to completely control Ye Qianqiu's body.

"You were the first to wake up from my dream. The friar spoke, a hint of languidness in her hoarse voice. She's just stating a fact, without any thoughts of her own.

Then, Ye Qianqiu found that he could move.

Under the control of the female monk, Ye Qianqiu slowly fell to the ground. Then, she found that she was the only one in the entire hall who woke up, even if Wei Lingkong was now looking at the front with blank eyes.

"You're the first to wake up, and I like you very much. The female monk looked at Ye Qianqiu: "I am the lord of the dream capital, you can call me the dream honor." Since I like you, I'll give you a chance to explain. ”

Mengzun spread his hands: "I want to know, how did my dream become like this?"

When Mengzun's hands were spread out, the main hall of Lingxiao Palace instantly turned into powder. Ye Qianqiu wiped his face and realized that they were in this position now, and they could see everything in the dream capital.

The originally beautiful Dream City is now only in ruins.

"Also, who are these?" Mengzun stretched out his hand this time, pointing at the disciples of Lingxiao Palace who were with Ye Qianqiu: "They don't have the smell of Mengdu on them, they are not Mengdu people." ”

Mengzun is very sure of this sentence. Even if Ye Qianqiu only stayed in Mengdu for a short time, his body was also stained with the smell of Mengdu.

However, the disciples of Lingxiao Palace had not been in the dream capital for a quarter of an hour, so naturally they had not been contaminated with the taste of the dream capital.

"This is Lingxiao Palace. Ye Qianqiu spoke calmly, and then stretched out his hand and pointed below: "Mengdu, down there." ”

The moment he got Ye Qianqiu's explanation, Mengzun was actually a little dazed. She closed her eyes and snapped them open again. The face that was originally calm showed anger.

"Tapir!" this time, Mengzun's voice was filled with intense anger.

It was only after her anger that a shadow slowly emerged from the sky. It was a young man, dressed in a pink outfit.

"Your Excellency. "The man named Tapir was very respectful in front of Mengzun.

After saluting respectfully, the man stood in mid-air nervously.

"What's going on!"

"Your Excellency, the dream capital moved, and when I came back to my senses, I had already left the Nine Shadows. The tapir's voice was not calm, but it was very logical, and it was evident that after the first summoning he had carefully considered what he was going to say: "As for this city, it suddenly fell from the sky. ”

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