The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

The imperial convoy began to return to the capital.

Passing through several counties and towns along the way, Chi Si took a look at Feng Shui and Qi Luck.

The results are not optimistic.There is still only a very short time left, which can be regarded as lingering.

"Maybe it's because this road is near that leyline." Chi Si put his arms around the sweetheart, comforting him softly: "When we leave that leyline and enter the influence range of another leyline, it might be a different result. Let's go back Let’s go to the capital and have a look.”

Yang Wentuo nodded silently.

Chi Si was listless, he let out a long sigh, and hugged him even tighter, there was nothing else he could do.

I can't be sure about anything else, but the dream monster was absolutely right about one thing.

He didn't come for Ah Ji, but he was born for him after that.

The deep love for A Ji has already driven him into a demon, and his heart is full of delusions about him.

That handsome face, no matter whether the eyes are smiling or the brows are slightly wrinkled, is a fatal temptation for him to see blood and seal his throat.

The dream he had when he was lazy, he forgot when he woke up.But if Ah Ji fell into a dream, he would remember it clearly.Ah Ji's ecstasy, he tasted it even in his dreams.

During that time, he held a grudge against A Ji, and he was bitterly resentful. Occasionally, he would have a flash of thought, even if he wanted to take revenge, he would not hurt the other party, but would just let him die on his couch.

At that time, he dreamed of salivating every day, making the peerless delicacy muddy in the dream, but when he woke up, he was a mess.

That was the only dream I could remember.

Now, maybe I want to do the same dream again.

He worshiped Aji as a god, and willingly surrendered and knelt down at his feet.Only Ah Ji can realize the delusion in his heart.

***

Yu Jia returned to Beijing, and as soon as he entered the suburbs of Beijing, Chi Si flew to a high place to check the feng shui of the capital.

In fact, Yu Jian could have come to investigate first, but he was a little apprehensive and subconsciously avoided doing so.

He was afraid of seeing Ah Ji trying to hide his disappointment and sadness.

Even if he can take Aji away, and take away his group of relatives and friends, but this world is Aji's hometown, his dynasty, and tens of millions of his subjects.

He himself suddenly felt a little inexplicable "reluctance".

Here is the "home" given to him by A Ji.

There are small residential courtyards with blue walls and gray tiles, the Linyuan Palace with high gates and deep walls, and the resplendent imperial palace.

In his eyes, these places where the building rises and the building collapses only for a moment, because of the time spent together with Ah Ji, are also endowed with extraordinary meaning.

Even if they will leave this world, they can come back to take a look at it later when they have a whim, and see what changes will happen to this place after going through the vicissitudes of life.

Will there be tall buildings, will there be a thousand miles.

But judging from the current situation, there is only one result - the barren land.

"There is still time." Chi Si hugged the person in his arms tightly, the pale temperature seemed to be colder than usual, "I will find a way to stop this."

Yang Wentuo gave a soft "um" and didn't say any more.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, after the sage returned to the palace, the evil concubine was not thrown into the cold palace.Still able to serve the Holy Majesty and enjoy the exclusive favor of the harem.

Yang Wentuo is sure to take revenge, but he is not always a depressed person.

The matter has come to this point, and it is of course a good thing if we can think of a way to remedy it.If you can't, you can only live in peace.

"Others are kings who destroy the country, and it is very rare for me to be the king who destroys the world." He laughed at himself, "Fourth, is there an emperor like me in other worlds?"

"I don't know!" Chi Sizhen was in his arms, and he couldn't care about anything else.

The slight melancholy in my heart has long since dissipated. At this time, I am arrogant and arrogant, but also full of deep feelings: "I have only been to a few mortal worlds. In the future, we will go everywhere together. Look, what kind of monarchs are there in other worlds."

"However," Lang Yin grinned and panted heavily, "my majesty only has this one."

With a chuckle in a cold voice, he was somewhat warmed by the flames.

Drink and eat enough to refresh your mind, and leave the rest to think about.A sudden idea popped up in Chi Si's mind.

"Ah Ji, shall we try entering the dream again?"

"Enter my dream." He explained, "At that time, An County was supposed to be like Fengshan, using heaven and earth as a medium to dream about some things that happened there. But I don't know what kind of magic the demon used, which caused the dream world to fail to take shape. , We went to the gap between dreams and this world.”

According to him, it's Chi Si's heart demon.After Chi Si fell asleep and fell into a dream, he changed his consciousness, and his soul came out of his body to become another person.

Chi Si never thinks that he will be a mentally ill patient with dual personality, but there are three thousand ways of Taoism, all kinds of strange things have their own merits, and there are many ways of Taoism that can enter other people's dreams, and even affect the world from dreams.

It is not uncommon for Shen Mian to wake up from the eternal dream, or to go crazy or die after experiencing a nightmare in the cultivation world.Although the dream world is illusory, it is also one of the three thousand worlds.

"Whether what the demon said is true or not, let's enter my dream together and see what dreams I had when I fell asleep."

If the true spirit goes out of the body and becomes a fairy who responds to requests elsewhere, all the process will appear in the dream.

Yang Wentuo felt that it was a bit novel, so he readily agreed.

but……

"Now? That's it?"

Chi Si smirked: "Don't like this? It's okay to sit, stand... It's not impossible."

Tianwei concealed his anger, and his cold sword-like gaze swept over him, his heart trembled in fright, and he hurriedly made up a seamless nonsense.

"That's how I can enter my dream."

Yang Wentuo couldn't tell the truth from the fake, but he just made up his mind to read some monastic books in the future, so as not to be slaughtered by others without knowing anything.

"Before you go to sleep, you have to take this on."

A long sword appeared out of thin air in Chi Si's hand, the blade was dark and dull, and a faint black air was lingering around it.

Seeing doubts on the face of the man in his arms, he explained ostentatiously: "It is very dangerous to let others enter your dream. I am in such a profound state, others cannot enter my dream, but will fall into the gap between the dream and the world. Can't get out."

If a monk wants to use magic to enter his dream, it is tantamount to courting death.

"My cultivation base is too high, even my Taoist companions can't enter rashly. Xunxin is connected with my blood and mind, and is another me. You hold him, and you can enter every corner of my consciousness as you like."

Moreover... It is very difficult for a person to control his dreams. If it is really what the monster said, it is his heart demon, he doesn't know if Ah Ji will encounter any danger in his dream.

But if you let your heart go, you can keep Ah Ji safe and sound.

Holding his fingers as claws, he drew the scabbard from the emperor's sword hanging in the sleeping hall.

"Your scabbard is just right for my sword." Lang Run's glib tone was full of ruffianism, "Just like what we do now."

Yang Wentuo gave him a sideways look, with a half-smile and a half-smile, too lazy to respond.

After getting ready, Chi Si cast a spell on himself, and Qi Mi's figure lingered and fell asleep together.

***

The battlefield is full of vigor, and the wind and clouds are ruined and the sunset is broken.

The Iron Horse Glacier, the army is approaching the city.

Chi Si jumped off his horse and looked at the enemy captive kneeling in front of him with a smile.

He led the army to capture the capital of the enemy country, and captured all the dragon sons, emperors, grandchildren and high-ranking officials of the enemy country alive.

and the kings of the enemy kingdoms who lead troops against him.

The two armies were facing each other, when he saw Yang Wentuo for the first time, he couldn't help but a thought that was as violent as a raging wave emerged in his heart: he wanted to win everything from this man.

His kingdom, his home, his dominions, his subjects, and him.

The horse whip raised his smooth and perfect jaw.The golden and jade-like face was stained with some yellow sand and dust from the battlefield, and spots of dark red blood.

Not only does it not look dirty, but it also has a soul-stirring brilliance.

"How is it?" Lang Yin smiled gloomyly, exuding a chilling hostility.

"Say a few nice words to please me, and beg me again, maybe I will show kindness and let these people live."

Yang Wentuo gritted his teeth tightly, his brows and eyes full of elegance showed sharply: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

Although he was defeated, he never surrendered.

There were already high-ranking officials who were greedy for life and afraid of death beside him, and they kowtowed and begged for mercy after hearing his words.Others begged their former sages to bow down and please the new king, so as to save their lives.

But Yang Wentuo was just silent, quietly watching their end with soul-stirring and bright eyes, as if he wanted to deeply engrave the blood and hatred at this time in his heart.

Although he did not surrender and beg for mercy, his aloof and cold peerless demeanor still pleased the new king.

Chi Si laughed a few times, his hearty look was as warm as the sun, but when the sun fell on him, it was as vicious as the flames of the scorching sun.

"It's too late to beg for mercy later."

He laughed and resisted his defeated generals as if they were trophies. Such trophies are more interesting to conquer.

Yang Wentuo was washed clean of blood and dust, and also deprived of his luxury and honor.

What awaits this king of subjugation is even more unbearable humiliation and abuse than kneeling down and begging for mercy.

With red candles warming up the tent, the new king indulged in his spoils.

On one side is the spring breeze and rain, and on the other side is the endless night.

……

A dream ended, and the dreamer opened his eyes at the same time.

"Chi, si!" Yang Wentuo gritted his teeth in anger, no matter how good his self-cultivation was, it was difficult to suppress the sudden anger at this moment.

What a smoky dream this is, it's simply unsightly.

In the dream, the evil Jiao, who was unscrupulous and unscrupulous, is not as domineering as before in front of the real dragon emperor.

He hastily knelt down to beg for mercy from the real saint, slavishly flattering and flattering, without any dignity at all.

"Dreams are beyond my control."

Frost Knife's cold eyes stared at him bitterly for a while, and finally, with the courage and self-restraint of an emperor, he magnanimously endured the thunderous wrath of the mighty heavenly power without swearing.

Yang Wentuo didn't see anything useful in the unsightly dream, it took a few quarters of an hour to sort everything out and return to the original point.

The two once again cast spells to fall asleep.

This time the dream world is a bustling town.Chi Si became an idle, high-born dude.

He rides a horse to the peach forest on the outskirts of the city for a spring outing, and meets Yang Wentuo who is traveling by chance on the side of the road, and falls in love with him at first sight.

He was used to being domineering and domineering, and now he committed crimes again. He directly put people on horses and took them to a secluded corner.

Since then, I have changed several dreams, with different locations and different identities of the people in the dreams, but the final result is the same unsightly.

Some dreams don't even have a beginning and an end, just a morning cloud and evening rain.

"Chi, Si!" Yang Wentuo couldn't bear it anymore, he almost took the sword next to his pillow and killed him with a single blow.

The sanctimonious lower real immortal in front of him has been thinking about something all day long.

The well-dressed beast showed its original shape, not ashamed, but confidently and confidently: "I can't control the dream."

Seeing that Longyan was furious, he confessed his crimes while pretending to be a gentleman, and explained solemnly and solemnly: "After I met you, I inevitably entered the way of carnival."

He looked upright, and it seemed that it was Yang Wentuo's fault.

"Ah Ji," the glamorous eyes gleamed with a dim light, and the bone-piercing affection and evil thoughts could be seen at a glance, "I love you so much."

It's not that I don't understand pity, it's just that I can't help it.He has tried his best to restrain himself, but he still can't resist the temptation of ecstasy.

Yang Wentuo was angry and funny, so he could only sigh with a smile: "I pardon you for your innocence."