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She was so tired that she had been taking care of Spitfire for three days without sleep, and she had almost exhausted all of her physical strength.

But the resentment in her heart exhausted all her mental strength, making her not want to think about the relationship between Spitfire and Xiao Wu anymore.

She's a little nauseous.

Perhaps influenced by Tang Beiyi, he thought that if a man was single-minded, it might be better.

But she forgot that he was not qualified to be single-minded about her.

And she was not able to accept such single-mindedness.

Life is impermanent, and even if you think about it, you can't get the answer.

Qingwen's dreams are always in a trance, and she can't see what she dreamed of.

For a long time, her dreams were full of blood that could not be erased, and she also had a period of depression and fragility.

But I don't know when the bloody dream disappeared, and she was finally able to sleep peacefully.

A good sleep is a dreamless, and a dreamless is a good one.

Although dreamless is a bit boring, it can sleep peacefully.

But tonight, Qingwen couldn't sleep peacefully and couldn't wake up from her dream.

She saw the flames, she saw the blood, she saw countless monsters surging.

The other islands are fragmented and no longer existent.

The heavens and the earth changed color, and storms arose.

It is both a prophecy and a dream.

Unable to break free.

"Come on, come on, this place belongs to you, don't resist, what you took still has to be returned!"

It was not a human speech, like the whisper of some kind of fierce beast, accompanied by a huge oppressive force, almost crushing Qingwen's heart.

She couldn't see the monster clearly, let alone where it came from.

I only felt that my divine consciousness had drifted back to another island in the middle of wandering.

"Sister, where are you!"

She heard Qingling's cry for help, powerless and desperate.

Qingwen faintly saw Qingling's figure, the weak girl, trembling in the corner.

"Brother Spitfire, where are you!"

Desperate and helpless, in the end, he could only shout the name of the person he cherished in his heart, hoping to come to the rescue.

"Ling'er!"

A burst of white light enveloped Qingling's small body, and then Qingwen's dream collapsed.

She thought she would wake up, but she couldn't break free from the dream anyway, no matter how much she wanted to wake up, it was as if a demonic obstacle had trapped her, making her unable to control herself and falling into a deep sleep.

"Don't worry, little demon barrier, don't worry!"

She heard an old voice, as if it came from ancient times, and it was also different from the mortal world.

The chaos in front of Qingwen's eyes disappeared, and Qingwen suddenly found herself in a palace.

This palace is all carved from white clouds, which is integrated and has no flaws.

The cloister of the palace is also carved beams and paintings, ingenious, as far as the eye can see, all the pillars and walls, etched with lifelike strange beasts, such as dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, etc., are simply about to come out.

Qingwen looked around and found that this palace was actually suspended above the clouds, and she could even overlook the land of Shenzhou from the gap in the clouds.

"Here, this is the legendary Heavenly Palace?"

Such a strange thought suddenly popped into Qingwen's mind, and she said it without even thinking.

"That's right, this is the Heavenly Palace!"

Qingwen turned around suddenly, and saw a beautiful young man holding a golden lotus and wearing an eye patch slowly walking towards her.

She instinctively guarded against this stranger, and she didn't know why such a "person" appeared in her dreams.

Qingwen's divine consciousness wandered to another island for some reason, and then was captured by the White King.

Even the White King can't easily invade other people's dreams, which is the "rule" of the White King as a guardian.

He was able to summon Spitfire away, because Spitfire's divine sense was drawn out by Xiaomeng, and Qingwen seemed to be attracted by the monsters on the island.

The white king, who was originally worried about how to interfere in the world, has found a new goal at this time.

Xiaomeng used some extreme means to make it impossible for the White King to get close to Feihuo, but the people around Feihuo were not among them.

"Don't be nervous, I'm the steward of the Heavenly Palace, my name is the White King!"

Bai Wang was glad that at such a time, he would actually send a "big gift", which was exactly what he couldn't ask for.

"White King?" Qingwen had never heard of this name, and this place, known as the "Heavenly Palace", did not seem to be in the classics.

It does not belong to the realm of human cognition.

"That's right, your consciousness seems to be attracted by some kind of demon, and you almost can't return to your body, then you will become half-dead!"

Bai Wang and Qingwen are close to each other, wanting to gain Qingwen's trust.

As a guardian, although you can't directly interfere in human affairs, you can use "chess pieces" to change certain fortunes.

This is the only pleasure of being a guardian for the White King.

The huge heavenly palace peeks into the fortunes of the world from thousands of gods and goddesses, and maintains the balance of the heavens together.

However, the order will be completed, and the week will go back and forth, and finally there will be no more danger of overturning.

The gods who belonged to this desolate world finally left here and went to other unknown places.

Leave this puppet who has no ability to subvert Zhou Tian alone to maintain Zhou Tian's normal operation.

Originally, there was only one Sunday, but this puppet was extremely bored and used his ability to disrupt the fortunes of the world.

Zhou Tian's self-correction, in order not to collapse, so he copied a different world, throwing all the abnormal situations into a world that should not exist in the first place.

Xiaomeng was born in this way, so Xiaomeng should not exist in the first place.

But in the end, even the White King couldn't recognize which was the normal flow of time, the order of Zhou Tian, overturned because of his little prank.

Most of the Guardians, this is a grave dereliction of duty.

He doesn't care anymore, no one can control him, he can do whatever he wants, no one can interfere with him.

"Is that so..."Although it is mysterious and mysterious, Qingwen does not doubt the authenticity of all this.

To be precise, it was some force in her heart that drove her, and she didn't doubt it.

But for the white king, she has a strong resistance in her heart.

It was a sense of crisis that drove her away from this seemingly heavenly immortal.

"But why did you ask me to come here?"

Qingwen didn't have a good impression of the white king in front of her, and she didn't have the slightest fear.

"No, let me talk to you!"

She carefully observed the person in front of her, and Burning Fire continued: "If there is nothing, can you get me out of here, I can't let my divine sense float everywhere!"