Every night, there are always a few piaos knocking on the door

Ling Chuan himself was not sure what the dream meant.

Husband's strange dreams are more rewarding than inaction.

Dreams must have origins, but why do you see those in dreams?

Is that dream something that has been experienced before, or is it a warning for something to happen in the future?

If the Suzaku in that dream is really him, Luo Weiyu is Xuanwu, Qingkong is Qinglong, then is that white tiger Han Jiyong or Ye Zhaohong?Or someone else?

If the four spirits there were not them, then why did that Xuanwu have Luo Weiyu's face?

What's more... Ling Chuan raised his hand and touched his face.What's more, although he didn't know why, he could feel that among the four spirits there, at least Qinglong, Xuanwu and Suzaku were Qingkong, Luo Weiyu and himself.But who is that white tiger?Ling Chuan couldn't feel it.That kind of spiritual power is not only like Ye Zhaohong's, but also like Han Jiyong's.

Qing Kong waved her hand in front of him, "Ling Chuan? What's wrong?"

Ling Chuan came back to his senses, and gave him a blank look.

Qing Kong frowned, "Since you woke up, something has been wrong..."

Ling Chuan nodded in bewilderment, and said hesitantly, "Well...why did I faint?"

Qingkong's expression darkened for a moment, "I don't know, a real fire suddenly appeared on your body, I'm afraid the temperature is too high and your body can't take it, so I just put out the fire..."

"..." Ling Chuan clenched his fist.I don't know if it's his illusion. After waking up, I always feel that my ears and eyes are a lot better, and my strength doesn't seem to be able to make a big difference. I just feel that something is weird... Well... He raised his head to look at the clear sky, and said cautiously: " Actually...if you don't care about me, Suzaku is probably reborn from Nirvana..."

Qing Kong's face darkened, "But what if you can't achieve Nirvana? Do you think I should make fun of your life?"

Ling Chuan knew that he was doing it for his own good, so he became quiet.

After a while, he suddenly said: "No, how did you put out the fire?" Wood can only make fire, when will it be able to put out the fire?

As soon as this was mentioned, Qing Kong's face became a little strange, "Um, I wrapped up the cold air with wood spirit power and hit you..."

"... But where does the cold come from?"

"..." Qing Kong pursed her lips, "Your Beixuan Ice Sword... was broken by me..."

"..." Ling Chuan suddenly felt that two swords were stuck into his knees.No matter what, it's still a treasure... just broken by him... His father will kill him... Wait, "Where's Ling Hai?"

At the mention of Ling Hai, Qing Kong's face darkened again, "Throw it away."

"..."

"..."

Qing Kong coughed twice, "What is Dad doing here today?"

"..."

Qingkong reached out and pinched Ling Chuan's fingertips, "Why does Ling Hai say that your father wants to marry you off?"

"..."

"...Can't you just talk to me?"

"..."

Qingkong reached out and hugged Ling Chuan.Ling Chuan trembled, relaxed and leaned into his arms.

"It's okay... Ling Chuan, I will protect you. It's okay... It's okay... From now on, I will always be by your side, and I won't let anyone or anything hurt you... We will be good in the future, okay? good?"

Ling Chuan took a deep breath, raised his hand to gently stroke his hair, and replied, "En, good."

The fiery temperature of the lips swept over.Ling Chuan was laid down, staring at the ceiling in a daze.Qingkong's enthusiasm took over his everything.Just in a trance, I thought blankly, in fact, Qingkong was also frightened just now...