"Do you want to die? I can give you a ride for free..." Leng Xuan smiled faintly, "If you don't want to die, just tell me. Even if you get such an artifact, you can't control it, so why take the risk to steal it?".

"I can't say! I was also coerced and had no choice but to do this..." The shadow was shocked by Leng Xuan's superb skills and begged, "I know who you are, seeing as I have served Master Huanmeng

Out of love, please let me go...".

"Oh? What are you talking about?" Leng Xuan was a little curious again, and then asked, "Who is the owner of Huan Meng? Is she very respectable? I don't know you, how could you know about me and think that

Am I stupid and mentally retarded? Don’t make up stories that are too outrageous...".

The shadow listened to his words and asked in confusion, "You don't remember? You are the protector of the dream master. You followed her through the tribulations in the mortal world after reincarnation. At the beginning, she watered it with her own blood.

I will educate you to be successful and let you stay by the 'Dream Chasing Cliff'...".

"You talkative bitch, you're looking for death!" Someone yelled angrily, and a pear blossom with spikes on the edge quickly passed through the shadow's body in the rain curtain, and the originally illusory figure was beaten and scattered.

, falling into the muddy water on the ground one after another. Although the petals are somewhat withered, you can still recognize the light yellow peony petals.

Leng Xuan couldn't help but feel a little dazed as he looked at the scene in front of him. He seemed to have seen it somewhere before. Flowing springs and waterfalls, a sea of ​​clouds and flowers, and a huge ivy covering half of the cliff. Its green leaves glowed gorgeously in the morning light.

Silver light, that beautiful dream-like picture flashed before his eyes.

"Dream Chasing Cliff? Is that... the legendary 'Dream Chasing Cliff'? Huan Meng... is she? That tree... could it be me?" Leng Xuan was intoxicated in that picture and was a little lost. Those things were hidden in his heart.

The deepest dust-covered memory?

"Sooner or later, I will use the fire of glazed glass to burn this annoying ivy of yours into ashes inch by inch!" Someone cursed bitterly, and despite the sound of wind and rain in the sky, I couldn't hear where the voice came from and where it went.

In which direction he disappeared, Leng Xuan was woken up from his trance when Cheng Nan hugged him from behind.

However, he had never had a girlfriend, let alone been hugged by such a boyfriend. Lengxuan instinctively turned to the side and wanted to throw Cheng Nan away. Cheng Nan tightened his arms and said hurriedly, "

Sword! Don't let it escape, go back...go back to the room, quickly!".

Only then did Leng Xuan notice the wooden sword he had just held in his hand. After shaking it slightly for a few times, the sword began to turn red and seemed a little hot to the touch.

"What is it that's so hot?" Leng Xuan just muttered to himself and wanted to pull off his sleeves and put them on the palms of his hands. The red light suddenly appeared and the wooden sword suddenly spun out of the air quickly, and the sharp sword energy cut him.

Leng Xuan couldn't help but be startled, and wanted to throw it out with a flick of his wrist.

Cheng Nan hugged him from the right side and pressed his whole body against the wooden sword. He looked up at the thunder and lightning crackling in the sky and urged, "Go back to the room, hurry up! It will run...".

This half-carved wooden sword will run away with lightning. In order to prevent it from escaping, you must hide in the room? Leng Xuan probably understood what Cheng Nan wanted to express, and led him forward to carry it.

Cheng Nan's collar threw him directly into it.

Cheng Nan was hurt by the fall, but he didn't care about that at this time and hid under the workbench with the wooden sword in his arms. He hid like this last time to prevent it from escaping. Taking the prescribed medicine should be able to do it this time.

Bar?

Leng Xuan stood at the door and looked at Cheng Nan in surprise. He suddenly felt that this legendary fool was a bit cute, but the wooden sword had not been carved yet and had no edge, so how could Leng cut his finger?

I turned my head to check the injury. If it has been bleeding, do I need to find a band-aid to carefully bandage it to prevent excessive blood loss?

"Huh?" Leng Xuan raised his right hand and looked at it several times. There were no wounds or blood stains, and the burning pain disappeared. His entire right hand was still intact. It seemed that the scene just now was just

A vague illusion that never really happened?

The slips of paper covered with runes pasted between the windows seemed not to be firmly adhered. They were blown by the cold wind outside and made a low 'humming' sound. They fell into pieces as they floated down in the air.

There are little bits of powder.

Leng Xuan didn't understand these strange numerology or the purpose of those runes, nor did he know why the thing suddenly broke. Cheng Nan had been hiding under the workbench and didn't see this sudden accident.

He just wanted to keep the wooden sword as much as possible, finish carving it and hand it over to Lan Tianxing as soon as possible. As for the other things, he didn't understand it, and he didn't want to cause trouble for himself by studying it in depth.

The heavy rain seemed to suddenly stop, the clouds gradually dispersed, the warm spring sun shone through the clouds, and soon it was a scene of light clouds and gentle breeze again.

While Leng Xuan was still entangled in the confusion of reality and illusion, Cheng Nan had already gotten out from under the workbench and carefully inspected the wooden sword, wanting to see if it was damaged or repair it in time. This thing was too important to him.

, he did not dare to make any negligence, otherwise even if Yu Wen would not come back to settle the score with him, he himself would not forgive himself.

The originally dim thunder patterns on the sword body seemed to be soaked with a trace of bright red blood. The color was actually much brighter and rosier than before, as if it had been injected with new vitality and had a bit more aura of agility.

Cheng Nan stared at the sword and asked Leng Xuan, "Are you... bleeding? Isn't this... your blood?".

"Huh? Oh...what's wrong? Is there...something wrong?" Leng Xuan was a little confused by the question. He had indeed cut his finger by the sword energy just now, and he might have accidentally stained the wooden sword with blood.

But now there are no wounds or blood stains on his hands. If there are adverse consequences and he wants to deny it, Cheng Nan may not have any evidence to shift the responsibility to him, right?

Cheng Nan gave him an even more confused expression, "I don't know either, I don't understand these things at all! I'd better ask Senior Brother Gu, he said he would help me...".

"You mean Mr. Gu? He just came here. You were asleep at the time. He seemed to have something important to tell you..." Leng Xuan tried to restore the scene when Gu Liang knocked on the window. He always felt that Gu Liang's

His behavior is a bit strange. He won't open the normal door, but knocks on the window in a mysterious way.

Pretending to be mysterious? Leng Xuan couldn't help but think about it. He suddenly remembered that Gu Liang burned a piece of yellow silk covered with runes in the heavy rain outside the window.

The rain was so heavy at that time, how did he light the fire and how did he burn it? Even if he had brought a high-tech lighter that was both windproof and waterproof, he would have been unable to burn anything in such a harsh environment.

When he arrived, he turned coldly and walked out the door.

The rain had stopped, and he was going to find Gu Liang to figure things out. Of course he couldn't bear to be treated as a fool for no reason.

Cheng Nan stopped at the door of the room and suddenly said sadly, "It's too late, Senior Brother Gu...may have left...".

"Leaved?" Leng Xuan was slightly surprised, "How did you know? It's not okay to leave. He must give an explanation for this matter. I'll go find him!".

"Hey, Mr. Xuan... everyone is gone, where are you going to look for..." Although they didn't get along for long, Cheng Nan had some understanding of Leng Xuan's character. Knowing that he couldn't stop him, he could only shake his head and sighed secretly.

After saying a word, he followed.

Gu Liang was neatly dressed and sitting at the desk in front of the window. He was still holding a wolf brush stained with cinnabar in his hand. The position where the pen tip rested was blank. Maybe he had not had time to draw what he wanted to draw, or maybe it was

The painting has been completed, but the finished things have other places to go, so why is his desk empty?

"Mr. Gu..." Leng Xuan called him from behind Gu Liang. Seeing that Gu Liang didn't respond, he patted his shoulder as a reminder. Gu Liang's posture remained the same without any change, except for the stick in his hand.

The Langhao pen fell onto the desk with a clatter. Leng Xuan was slightly startled and instinctively took two steps back.
Chapter completed!