"Take her away, she is my...sister..."

After hearing what she said, Yi Tianhang turned around and looked at the little maid who looked a little jassy. He had seen her in Yang Yuhuan's memory before, and her name was Xiao Cui.

"Okay, let's go together, let's go together!"

As he said that, he gently stroked the golden dragon. It was clearly a concrete image condensed by the dragon's energy, so how could it be so real?

At this time, the golden dragon shook its hair, and just whispered lightly, but it seemed that wind and thunder were coming.

When she saw the dragon moving, she was frightened.

After all, she was a little maid who had never seen anything in the world. At that moment, she grabbed Yang Yuhuan's arm, looking dazed, and her body was still trembling.

"Empress, I'm afraid!"

Concubine Yang patted her shoulder lightly.

"I'm here, don't be afraid!"

She turned her head and said unceremoniously to the white-clothed hero: "Hey, you... protect her later!"

"Know!"

Yang Guifei, who sinks fish and geese, closes the moon and shys the flowers, is supposed to be a mother in the world. She thought she would be as arrogant as a peony, but unexpectedly, she acts leisurely and approachable like a lotus.

"let's go!"

At that moment, he was about to reach out and pull them on the dragon's back, but the little maid's calves were still trembling.

Seeing this scene, she felt that it was not a solution to continue like this, so she simply told him all her ideas: "How about this, she sits in front and you protect her!"

"It's not good!"

She just smiled slightly.

"A real man is not careful about the details. When did Mr. Qinglian become restrained? Are you still the one I know?"

"She sits in front, what about you?"

"I just lean on your back and hold your waist tightly. I believe you won't let me fall!"

"Oh well!"

At that moment, his expression was dazed.

He tried his best to do what she said. He came here to fulfill his wishes. Whether it was a big wish or a small wish, he worked very hard to realize it, because he owed her too much in his previous life. After all, he had no debts to settle in his previous life and would not be able to pay back the debt in this life.

"Give me your hand!"

According to her wishes, he let the maid sit directly in front of the dragon's back. The moment he took her little hand, he could feel the shyness on her face, not at all like the illusion formed by her nightmare, but more like a living person.

"Um!"

She smiled and took his hand, and a faint smile permeated her face full of happiness.

She envies her very much!

From her budding smile, he could feel her heartbeat. She was a human being, a living person.

Perhaps, what the dream is connected to is another parallel world, just that he and she appear there at the same time, so everything will appear vividly.

Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly, who can be sure that what people call reality is not a dream, and what people call dream is not another reality?

"It's your turn now!"

After relocating the maid, he extended his warm right hand to another beautiful woman.

"Um!"

She just smiled slightly.

According to her intention, he was always using his broad arms to tightly protect the her in front of him. Without reins, his hands tightly held the dragon horn, controlling the course like riding a bicycle.

At that moment, the wind blew.

The breeze gently brushed across his face, and through the breeze, he smelled the breath of lilac flowers, the breath of the little maid.

Compared to the fragrance in front, what makes his heart beat faster is the feeling behind his back.

Her arms were tightly wrapped around his waist, and his back felt a sense of warmth and softness.

At that moment, he truly understood what a fat and thin man in the air is.

That's not fat, but plump!

Bathed in the breeze, embracing happiness, driving hope... At that moment, he took two beautiful women to the top of the colorful clouds.

At that moment, a giant dragon flew over the Daming Palace and flew into the distance.

"Your Majesty, what do you think is that?"

"Dragon! Real dragon! Auspicious! It's saved, and my country is saved!"

Although he was the magnificent emperor of the Nine Five, he always regarded himself as the true dragon emperor, but when he saw the real dragon at that moment, he had to put down all his airs and his dignity as an emperor and worshipped the giant dragon directly.

During the flight, the golden dragon kept repeating two words with the dragon's breath, stopping the spear!

I don’t know if it is because of the strength of the Dragon Breath or because of the most sincere wish in her heart. Once those two words are formed, they can always burn in the sky for a long time, especially at night, which is particularly dazzling and shining, as if they want to compete with the brightness of the sun and the moon.

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"Hey, you two, no one should be afraid of heights!"

In another dimension, after learning probability statistics, he naturally knew that 90% of people around the world have acrophobia.

However, in a sense, fear of heights is not a disease, but a psychological reaction of a person to a special environment.

At this time, only the voice of the little maid in front of me was heard: "Hero, I, I am afraid of heights!"

Listening to the pear blossoms like rain, looking at the red tights rendered by the translucent snowflakes, coupled with the fragrance, it is really easy for people to fall into infinite thoughts. Fortunately, he resisted all the embarrassment.

"It's okay, I'm here!"

His smile and his voice, like the warm winter sun, can always illuminate her heart when she needs care the most.

His arms were as rough and strong as a fence, and he tightly surrounded the little maid whom I felt pity in front of him.

"Thanks!"

And she was a little sympathetic.

"War, killing, how did Chang'an City become like this now?"

"Originally, looking down at the entire Chang'an City from this perspective is the most beautiful... It's a pity, I'm sorry that you can see this scene!"

"I can only say that war is ruthless. When it comes to war, there is one thing I still don't understand. Why do they always put down their swords when they see this dragon?"

Yi Tianhang smiled slightly.

"That's because, wherever the flying dragon goes, there are always two words in the sky: Stop the sword! In the mortal world, the dragon represents the will of heaven. Can they not accept it?"

In fact, if everything you see in front of you is her dream, it can only be said that it is the strength of her spiritual space. Because she longs for peace, peace will come so quickly, and the word "stop the spear" can shine in the sky for so long.

I am the one who controls my world. In the dream world, the most powerful one is naturally the master of the dream itself.

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Chapter completed!