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"Xiaoqing?"

"A Nuan?"

"..."

"Who? Who's there..."

The nightmare covers the eyes, but cannot cover the bright heart.

Yan Danqing walked forward step by step, on both sides of the path paved with jade, countless epiphyllum plants were planted.There are varieties he has seen, and some he has not seen, but the most popular one is the one he likes and the best to raise - Lincui.

White petals, light blue flower heart, clusters of stamens, a small but beautiful flower.Like a piece of white jade with a green heart, it blooms among clumps of green leaves, and the blossoms are connected, like an elegant and fragrant picture scroll.

The mist was lingering, and the vision was blurred. Yan Danqing vaguely saw two figures standing opposite each other in the mist in front of him.His heart was beating wildly, and he suppressed his excitement and walked forward quickly, but the two figures retreated rapidly while he was moving forward. The distance between them seemed to be getting closer, but in fact they were getting closer. Far.Just when he was about to run to catch up with those two figures, the voice of an old man like an ancient Hong Zhong rang in his ears, and an unusually familiar feeling suddenly came to his mind, which made him stop immediately.

"Master?" Yan Danqing couldn't help muttering, he looked around to find the source of the voice.

"Who are you? This is my dream, how did you break in."

Shouting for a long time, seeing the two figures in front of him gradually disappearing into the mist, Yan Danqing became a little anxious. He drew his sword out of its sheath, and the mist dissipated wherever the sword energy went, but it didn't have much effect, and he waved it away The fog quickly obscured the line of sight again.

Not long after he swung the sword like this, he was panting, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and there was a dazzling silver light between his brows, which was a sign of danger.But he himself didn't realize it. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Yan Danqing, since senior can enter my dream, he must know how to solve this nightmare."

After saying a few words respectfully, Yan Danqing stood on the spot and looked around cautiously.An hour passed...two hours...three hours...until Yan Danqing thought that the old man was just a part of his nightmare, an old man with a hunched back, wearing a coir raincoat and a wide-brimmed bamboo hat, walked slowly towards the old man with his hands behind his back. he comes.

"You are..." Yan Danqing rubbed his eyes, he couldn't believe it, he seemed to have seen this old man somewhere.But when the old man walked up to him and raised his head, revealing the two sparkling gray pupils under the bamboo hat, Yan Danqing immediately recognized that this old man was the one he met outside the village after his rebirth. that old man.

"Senior." Yan Danqing hurriedly bowed his hands and stood there in a well-mannered manner. He had a hunch that this old man must not be simple, and he could walk around in his dreams at will.You must know that even he himself can't walk here so leisurely, because if he doesn't pay attention, he will be pulled into one terrible dream after another.

The old man held his head up, his brows slightly frowned, as if displeased.

"Xiaoqingzi! I still like you to call me master, senior, you should stop calling me, master, I can't stand it."

Haruko?Yan Danqing's heart skipped a beat, and his complexion turned slightly pale.This call reminded him of the Immortal Emperor's words, and it also reminded him that besides the Immortal Emperor, there seemed to be another person who had called him...Xiao Qingzi.

But the name Cheng Qing was given to him only after he became the King of Pluto, and it was only a thousand years old, and not many people knew about this name.

Seeing that Yan Danqing was dumbfounded without speaking, the old man coughed, and then the nearby fog quickly gathered around his body, making it difficult for people to see clearly.After a while, the mist dissipated, and it was no longer a hunchbacked old man standing there, but a young man in white clothes that was spotless.

The young man carried two long silver arrows on his back, and the blade was beautiful and slender, just like him, with a fairy-like demeanor and a beautiful face, and his whole body seemed to be glowing with a faint silver light.

Yan Danqing was still in a daze, this was his nightmare, controlled by his inner demon, and this old man just met once, how could he suddenly appear in his dream?Puzzled, Yan Danqing raised his head again, and was stunned for a long time. He also knew this person. Although it was not a simple fate, it was just a few words when they met by chance, and a few drinks in Yuhui Jingcheng. It's just a friendship with a cup of fairy drunkenness.

"You don't have to be surprised. Master, I am impermanent. My appearance and figure can change, but my heart as a teacher is always concerned about you!" The young man laughed, as if he was not used to the sudden straightness of his back. He raised his hand and let it hang casually by his side.

Yan Danqing was still stunned. It's not that he never had messy dreams before, nor did he never dream about fellow Taoists who only met a few times.But this person is nothing more than a teacher, and he shamelessly calls him Xiaoqingzi... Yan Danqing was a little helpless. After reporting his family name dozens of times, he gave up and asked this person to change his mind, and the three "Xiaoqingzi" Words still popped out of that mouth over and over again.

He didn't remember when he worshiped such a person as his master, but judging from this person's unfathomable cultivation, it was still necessary to call out senior.

"Dare to ask senior's name..." Yan Danqing tentatively asked.This person called him Xiaoqingzi, because he must know his identity. The name Chengqing is too taboo, ordinary people would not take this name, and the way of heaven will not tolerate the existence of a second Pluto in the world. clear'.

When asked by him, the young man obviously paused, thought hard for a while, laughed, and said with a flick of his sleeves: "The name of the teacher is..."

"...what is it?"

"Yes……"

"..."

"Haha, there are too many, I can't remember." The young man laughed perfunctorily.

"It's my fault that you don't remember the title of teacher. I blamed me for changing it too often. It's okay if you can't remember it." The young man flicked his sleeves lightly and raised his chin. In the distance, pretending to be deep, he said again: "Master, the scene I don't want to see the last has happened. Your senior brother is just too strong. I shouldn't have played this game of chess with him, let alone bet on you. All of this is the teacher's fault!"

Yan Danqing was dumbfounded, brother, isn't his brother Po Meng? ? ?Chess, bet... Just as he was about to ask, the young man sighed and glanced at him, flicked his sleeves, turned around and disappeared in front of Yan Danqing, and also disappeared into this inescapable nightmare, no matter how much Yan Danqing shouted, he would never see him reappear.

"Wake up." Just as Yan Danqing blindly pursued the figure of the young man to ask what he meant by what he said, a familiar voice blurred beside his ears, like an ancient scroll, slowly unfolding the mysterious pattern.

"Senior brother?" Yan Danqing was overjoyed, turned his head but couldn't see anything, he shouted anxiously, but there was nothing here except the windless epiphyllum.

In Shenxiao Pavilion, in Zichun Hall, Po Meng frowned tightly, with one hand resting on Yan Danqing's wrist.Standing next to him, the judge was also extremely anxious, thinking for a moment and said in a low voice: "I've already called nine times, if your Highness doesn't wake up the last time, it might be this nightmare..." It was too tempting.

When in the underworld, Yan Danqing was often trapped by nightmares.There are too many obsessions and demonic obstacles in his heart, causing every time he falls asleep, the hall of Yama is terrified.Once they realized that Yan Danqing was bewildered by the nightmare, they would go there as soon as possible, and these ten wake-up sounds were the spells that they gradually figured out, which were only effective for Yan Danqing's nightmare.

In the nightmare, Yan Danqing moved forward all the way, cleared the fog, cut off the epiphyllum, and followed the disappeared figure with his memory.Behind him, the place he passed was no longer as intact as before, but a mess. The dilapidated atmosphere filled the air, and the world in this dream was gradually distorted, and the light became darker and colder.

He was aimless, cutting off everything he saw in front of him, his eyes were flushed, he seemed to be mostly angry, but also seemed to be mostly wronged.

Gu Qianjue must be very worried about him.

Po Meng and the judge must also be very worried about him... and Yaotian, if he knew that he had been trapped by the nightmare, would he let go of the past grievances...

Thinking about it, Yan Danqing quickened his pace and stumbled towards the nothingness ahead.

... After walking for a long time, a burst of white light passed in front of him, and Yan Danqing's eyes suddenly brightened.I saw a majestic Milky Way splashing countless water flowers and giving birth to rainbows. The Milky Way is sparkling and flowing backwards from bottom to top, which is amazing.Yan Danqing raised his head and looked up, in the clouds, there was a magnificent city in the sky.Surrounded by eight islands, the pavilions, terraces and pavilions are carved with carved railings and jade, exquisitely carved, like the fairy mansion, especially the fairy mansion.There are also long rainbows flying quickly over the city, everything looks so familiar.

Step by step approaching, the feeling of familiarity from the heart becomes stronger and stronger.Standing on the cliff in front of Yan Danqing and looking at the city in the sky, pictures, fragments, and stories between this sky city and him began to flash in his mind.

"Flying geese with startled feathers." Yan Danqing murmured, and said the four words that suddenly appeared in his mind.And just as he finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared from the edge of the cliff, and when he reappeared, he was in a splendid but empty hall.Yan Danqing looked around here, and his eyes fell on the soft futon under the pillar on the front right of the main hall.

Because there is a line of small characters engraved on the pillar on the right side of the soft futon: This seat is exclusively for Senior Sister Cheng Qing.

……

"Xiaoqing." One person shouted in surprise, and walked into the hall quickly.

Hearing this, Yan Danqing's body froze, and immediately made a gesture with one hand to be vigilant.Obviously, the man also noticed his defense, and stopped not far behind him. After a moment of silence, the man said again: "Xiaoqing, are you still afraid of me?"

"I..." The moment the voice came out, Yan Danqing quickly covered his mouth and stared at the floor under his feet in disbelief.He almost yelled just now, and he almost softened his heart.

Hearing his voice, the man took a few steps tentatively, seeing that Yan Danqing was no longer resisting, he strode forward to Yan Danqing, took out a green heart white jade from his bosom and handed it over.

"Xiaoqing, Master asked me to give this jade pendant to you, not my own selfishness." The man explained seriously, as if he was afraid that Yan Danqing would reject the jade pendant if he knew it was from him.

"Master?"

Yan Danqing reached out to pick it up, but before his hand touched the jade pendant, he was held by a pair of hot hands.He flung it away in shock, stepped back and stared at the familiar face in front of him with wide eyes.

"Don't be afraid." The man was thrown away by him, his brows were slightly frowned, and his lips were drawn into a line, as if he wanted to step forward but dared not.

Yan Danqing said: "You've got the wrong person." After that, he restrained the urge to tremble, turned around and walked out.However, he just took a step, when the breeze blows behind him, in just a moment, that person appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"Don't be afraid of me." The man explained anxiously: "Xiaoqing, don't be afraid of me, don't be afraid of me, okay?"

Although I don't know why that person would say such words, Yan Danqing is really scared at this moment, not only afraid of this nightmare that he can't get out of, but also afraid of seeing this familiar face in front of him that he can no longer be familiar with.He lowered his head and tried to tell himself to be calm, but when he heard that person's voice, when he thought of the person he was thinking of, a pang of sadness welled up in his heart, and tears flowed down his face as he walked.

He never knew that his tears could be so many.

"You...why are you still crying?" The man was flustered by Yan Danqing's sudden crying. Seeing this, Yan Danqing cried even more sadly, wiping away his tears resentfully.

If that person is Gu Yan, if Gu Yan is here, if only Gu Yan is here.

Yan Danqing thought of Gu Qianjuan's name over and over again, he avoided the people blocking him, wiped his nose and tears, every disciple of Jingyu Feiyantai who saw him couldn't help but gasped, and in front of him After seeing the person following behind him, he chose to take a detour.

It was buried deep in the long river of history, a memory that should not have been excavated.

I don't know how many years ago, before Yan Danqing was born, during the most prosperous period in the cultivation world, Jingyu Feiyantai was born in that period when cultivation was prevalent.And this cultivation sect, which rose rapidly in just one sixty years, declined rapidly in just one sixty years.That was a piece of history that should have been forgotten, but now because of the immortal emperor's obsession, it was redisplayed before Yan Danqing's eyes.

Looking at Yan Danqing's sleeping face, Meng Po felt a little melancholy, he opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Wake up."

Success or failure is here, the judge's heart rose to his throat, although he knew that Yan Danqing would not die easily as the King of Pluto, but at this moment he couldn't help trembling.If Yan Danqing is trapped by the nightmare and never wakes up again, there will be another chaos in the underworld.

In the dream, Yan Danqing was walking on the familiar jade path. He knew that there was someone behind him, but he no longer knew it. He wanted to go back, defeat the nightmare and return to Gu Qianjue's side.

It has been thousands of years, and the nightmares have tortured him enough, but because of this, he gradually no longer fears, but chooses to face it bravely.

These are his demons, but they can also be said to be other people's demons.One thought becomes a demon, a person's inner demon is not terrible, what is terrible is that this inner demon connects many people.When he fell into a dream, he not only brought his own fear, but also other people, and the fear of other people who entered his dream would also be added to him.

"--Awake--"

This sound was clearer than before, Yan Danqing couldn't help trembling, stopped, looked around and hurriedly searched for the source of the sound, he had heard this sound several times, but he couldn't find the source, nor could he find it exit.

He seemed to remember that every time he fell into a nightmare, he would be awakened by such a voice.

"Xiaoqing?" Seeing him stop suddenly, the person behind him also stopped, calling him cautiously: "Xiaoqing...you..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Danqing turned around suddenly, his eyes were as cold as ice. "I'm not Cheng Qing. To be precise, I'm not the Cheng Qing you know." As he spoke, he pulled off his collar to reveal his flat chest, and said, "Do you understand?"

……

He really didn't want to use this method to get rid of that person's entanglement, but this was the only way right now.Cheng Qing, whom the Immortal Emperor was chasing, was a woman, while he was an out-and-out man.

Sure enough, the man was dumbfounded for a few seconds, as if he couldn't understand.But soon, beyond Yan Danqing's expectation, he took a deep breath and said calmly: "Xiaoqing, I don't care. I just want you to stop being afraid of me, avoiding me, and ignoring me."

"You did it on purpose." Yan Danqing roared angrily.

"I think you did it on purpose. I was afraid of you. I was terribly afraid. I couldn't help trembling with fear when I saw you. But so what, I have Gu Yan, and I have a Yan Niang. I don't ask for it." Others, please let me go, I don’t have to be Pluto, I don’t need the name Cheng Qing, I can give you the seal of Pluto, the underworld, anything, just let me go!”

Yan Danqing begged, it wasn't the first time he humbly begged for mercy, but this time, he didn't feel humiliated.If his showing of weakness could make the Immortal Emperor let go, no matter how many times, he would immediately kneel down and beg for mercy.

As long as he can let himself go, let them go.

The man was confused by his series of begging for mercy, and stood there trembling, as if angry, helpless, and at a loss.

"Are you so afraid of me?"

He quietly looked at Yan Danqing who was begging for mercy, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.It was as if he had suddenly changed into a different person. That person sneered a few times, leaned over and raised Yan Danqing's chin to force him to look directly into his eyes, and said every word, like a ghost, "I want you to let me go." over you, eh? huh?"

Yan Danqing stared into his eyes with a firm gaze, the silence at this moment was his best answer.

"Humph……

"I can let you go, but..." At this point, the tenderness in his eyes immediately covered the frost.

"Xiaoqing, as long as you promise me, you will no longer be afraid of me, and you will no longer avoid me." He didn't know why Yan Danqing suddenly begged for mercy, but it seemed pretty good.

Gu Yan... Yan Niang... Although he didn't know these two people, he could tell that Yan Danqing, also known as Cheng Qing, didn't like him at all.But this is not important, the important thing is that he is kneeling in front of himself and begging for mercy, this is a golden opportunity.

Now, he must make good use of this opportunity and imprison Cheng Qing by his side for the rest of his life.

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It's over, let's continue to ride the horse tomorrow.