blue light

Shen Nan squatted down and inspected the corpse carefully. The corpse was in good condition, but the heart was empty.Looking at the corpse, he suddenly understood the purpose of Mengxing, to seize the life of the heart.Although Mengxing is similar to a living person, he is still a puppet. He doesn't know what life and death are, and he thinks that if he finds another heart and puts it back into the corpse, he can be resurrected again.Shen Nan stood up and clapped his hands casually, before he could speak, Ming Zhong took his hand and wiped it carefully with a towel, Shen Nan was slightly dazed, and then let him go.After Ming Zhong finished wiping and was satisfied, Shen Nan said: "He should be a spiritual master who cut his heart and scattered his soul..." When Shen Nan was talking, someone behind him interrupted him, "City Lord, everything is ready."Ming Zhong didn't look back, and hummed softly.Santo?Shen Nan froze on the spot, before Shen Nan could ask any questions, Ming Zhong took his hand and walked over the people behind him towards the door, Shen Nan followed Ming Zhong stiffly like a puppet.

Ming Zhong brought Shen Nan to the main hall of the Last Dream City. Many people gathered in the main hall, noisy, surrounded by a frail young man. As soon as the young man saw Ming Zhong, he immediately walked towards Ming Zhong. He passes.In front of Ming Zhong, the young man half-kneeled and called out to the city lord.Ming Zhong passed him and walked towards the main seat, the young man got up and followed him, and the crowd began to gather behind them.Ming Zhong was condescending, patrolling the crowd with a blank expression, while Shen Nan stood at the outermost layer of the crowd and watched all this inexplicably.

The crowd whispered, and a voice rang out in the hall, "Are you really Meng Jue, the lord of the City of Last Dreams?"

Ming Zhong didn't answer, he raised his hand, and when he heard a thud, the man knelt down straight on the ground, struggling on the ground, his face contorted.Ming Zhong retracted the hidden thread, and while winding it in his hand, he glanced at the crowd, his eyes were fierce.The man lay on the ground, panting.

"Meng Jue, is Jun Yuan in your City of Lost Dreams?" Another voice rang out.

The young man hurriedly said: "I have already explained to you, Jun Yuan is not in the City of Last Dreams, he died ten years ago."

"If you like the City of Last Dreams so much, then stay forever." Ming Zhong stretched out a hand with no expression of joy or anger on his face, and a dagger slowly appeared in his hand.When everyone saw the dagger, their faces changed drastically.The city lord of Last Dream painted his face with a brush, bloodthirsty to the bone.The skin is drawn with a brush, handsome and unparalleled in the world, flesh and blood are born from the bones, and the long-lasting dream is long-lived.

"What do you mean?" For a moment, the hall was filled with a dangerous atmosphere.

"If you don't want to get lost, just be a puppet of the City of Lost Dreams."

Someone had already secretly retreated from the bottom, and when everyone saw someone leaving, they all began to waver, Ming Chong coldly played with the dagger, full of murderous aura.Gradually everyone withdrew from the hall one after another, and the young man did not know when he withdrew, leaving only Shen Nan standing in the huge hall.Ming Zhong got down from the high position and walked towards Shen Nan step by step.Shen Nan has not recovered from the shock, "You?"

"sorry"

"You are Meng Jue?"

"No, Meng Jue is dead, the corpse you saw is that"

Shen Nan couldn't believe it, Meng Jue died?

"When I arrived in the City of Last Dreams, Meng Jue was already on the verge of death. She relied on her breath of immortality to sustain herself. When she saw me, she gave me a paintbrush and a bone carving knife. I'm not good at common things in the lower world, and I don't intend to be distracted. , then cut off the connection between the City of Last Dream and the outside world."

It turns out that the City of Last Dreams was suddenly cut off from the spirit world more than ten years ago, and no longer accepts spiritual masters, so there is such a secret.Meng Jue is a spiritual master near the immortal, and ordinary spiritual masters can't hurt him. Is there any connection between Meng Jue's death and the destruction of the Jun family?At the same time, Shen Nan was still a little puzzled. Since Ming Zhong is now the lord of the City of Last Dreams, he should have known that he used Meng Ke to deceive him. Thinking of this, Shen Nan couldn't help asking in doubt: "Then...why didn't you Get rid of me?"

"It's just you, you can say whatever else you want"

"How do you know it's me?"

Ming Zhong didn't speak, took Shen Nan's hand, rolled up his sleeves, exposing a small part of his arm, Ming Zhong put his hand on his arm, and a circle of scars wrapped around his arm slowly appeared on his gradually smooth arm. Bai Ling.

"This is ice silk, made of ice silk in extremely cold places, not afraid of water, fire, or sharp blades."Mingzhong stretched out his index finger and moved it, and the end of the ice cream followed Mingzhong's finger, "I injected him with a trace of my spiritual consciousness, which usually hides in the skin, but will protect you at critical moments."

Shen Nan took Bingxiao off his arm, and there was a slight wound on his arm, as soon as Bingxiao left, he began to bleed.Mingzhong took the ice cream and wrapped it around Shen Nan's arm again, "Your arm is the wound of Blade Soul, without the ice cream, you will continue to bleed, and you will dry up and die."

"Why did you do that ten years ago?"

Ming Zhong remained silent and concentrated on wrapping Shen Nan's wound. "Spy on me with ice cream so you can kill me at any time?"

Ming Zhong froze, then wrapped it up naturally, and after wrapping it up, the icicle gradually disappeared into the skin, Ming Zhong said softly: "I never thought of hurting you, from the beginning to the end, I never thought of hurting you."