Lying on the sofa, Ji Danhuang originally just wanted to take a nap, but he didn't expect to fall asleep with his eyes closed, and fell directly into a dream.

In the dream, Ji Danhuang came to a familiar place, the palace made of jade that he had dreamed of. Only this time, he saw the palace much more clearly than the last time, and it felt as if he was there. He stood at the gate of the palace, surrounded by seawater, and occasionally strange-looking deep-sea fish swam leisurely, and subconsciously avoided the palace.

Ji Danhuang looked around curiously and found that this palace was actually built in the deepest part of the seabed, and under the jade steps was the sand on the bottom of the seabed, and he couldn't see where the sea was when he looked up.

The deepest seabed should have been pitch black, but Ji Danhuang could clearly see the jade palace in front of him, and even the patterns on the carved railings could be seen clearly. However, ten meters away from the jade palace, Yiqiē was all hidden in the darkness, and nothing could be seen.

Ji Danhuang didn't know how he came here, and was thinking about whether to open a boundary gate to go back, but suddenly he seemed to hear a voice coming from the closed door. The voice was extremely soft, and he couldn't hear what he was saying, but Ji Danhuang had a very strange feeling, feeling that the voice was calling him, asking him to push open the door and walk in.

Looking at the jade palace gate, Ji Danhuang involuntarily followed the voice and stepped forward and slowly stretched out his hand. The unique warmth of jade came from his fingertips, and before he could push hard, the jade door opened automatically.

Ji Danhuang looked into the palace, and the soft light illuminated the palace brightly, but it was the soft light sprinkled by the fist-sized night pearl inlaid on the top of the palace. Ji Danhuang carefully stepped into the palace and looked around curiously, only to see that the palace was full of rare treasures, but they were all made of jade. What is particularly amazing is a turquoise rose in the huge jade flower bed in the hall, which is one battle high and exudes a magnificent light.

It's a pity that on the top branch of the blue rose, there is only one tightly closed flower bone the size of a basin. A very faint fragrance overflowed from the flower bones, making Ji Danhuang feel extremely familiar, and only after a little memory did he remember that in the bottle of rose brew that Ren Bikong gave him, didn't there be such a fragrance?

Could it be, that bottle of rose stuff. It's made from the flowers of this blue rose? But why, now this blue rose, only one flower bone remains? It shouldn't be full of blue roses, right?

Thinking about it, Ji Danhuang couldn't help but be startled. He had never seen this blue rose before, how could he know that this blue rose should be blooming?

Not...... Maybe it's because he subconsciously thinks that only plants with flowers can be called "flowers".

Ji Danhuang didn't dwell on this issue for too long, and soon his attention was drawn to the scene behind the flower bed. Behind the flowerbed, a curtain of jade beads and a mist-like veil of green hung down. The shadow of a huge coiling dragon could be faintly seen coming out of it.

Seeing the shadow of the dragon, Ji Danhuang did not feel afraid, but felt very kind. He couldn't help but step forward and lift the beaded curtain and green veil. But he was surprised to find that behind it was a huge babu chuang sprinkled with flower petals, and there was no dragon at all.

Ji Danhuang was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart. He also thought that he had lifted the bead curtain and the green yarn. You can see the sleeping dragon. But I didn't expect that behind the bead curtain and green yarn, there was just an empty chuang.

sighed. Ji Danhuang was about to turn around and leave here, when suddenly he heard a voice calling out to him. This time, he heard it clearly, and it was a long dragon moan!

Dragon's ......

Ji Danhuang's heart moved, and he suddenly turned around and walked into the world behind the beaded curtain and green yarn. The moment he stepped here, a few more figures suddenly appeared on top of the originally empty jade chuang. This time, he saw it clearly, his eyes swept over the eight familiar faces one by one, and his heart throbbed inexplicably.

Long Muyan, Mu Jinglei, Lu Yanyan, Fu Chenyuan, Lian Pingchai, Tang Yuzhu, Yin Yuechan, Yang Qingshan......

How, how did you see them here?

After a while, Ji Danhuang couldn't help but be shocked, he suddenly remembered the dream he had had. In that dream, this jade palace was not so clear, every qiē was vague, he could only see Tang Yuzhu walking in here with him, and saw several vague figures walking into this palace, and then fused with Tang Yuzhu, and finally ...... At last......

In the end, they fused into Long Mengling!

Ji Danhuang gasped in shock, and couldn't help but take half a step back. He didn't know if these eight familiar women would be like the medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace, slowly fusing and fusing together, and finally fusing into one person.

Above the jade chuang, eight women quietly watched Ji Danhuang, and when they saw him suddenly retreat, they all stood up and walked over. They stood beside Ji Danhuang and surrounded him in the center.

Long Muyan, who was standing in front of Ji Danhuang opposite, took a step forward gently. She stretched out her slender jade hand and gently tapped it on Ji Danhuang's chest, and her cold voice flowed out like a mountain spring: "We have all returned, you, why haven't you come back?"

Ji Danhuang was completely stunned at this time, and he didn't know what was going on. He shook his head vigorously and said, "No, I don't know, I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"No, you know!" Long Muyan retorted in an unquestionable tone, but then, her tone changed again, "No, no, you really don't know. Now that you are no longer you, what can you know?"

Gently withdrawing her hand, Long Muyan's gaze slid over the faces of the rest of the people one by one, and finally sighed lightly: "Even we are no longer the original us, let alone you." There are many things that even I don't know very well, so aren't you worse than me?

Ji Danhuang looked at Long Muyan with a lonely face, and couldn't help but feel sad, there seemed to be something in his soul struggling contradictoryly. Just when he didn't know what to do, his body trembled violently, and the scenery around him suddenly receded, and finally fell into darkness.

At the same time, Ji Danhuang suddenly turned over and sat up. There was a cold liquid sliding over his face, and when he reached out to touch it, he didn't know when he was already crying. (To be continued......)