In the dream... why is the person who bullies me not the 'Sister Meng' that I have longed for?

Rather...

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"That's why!!!"

In the deep forest at the foot of Yunyan Mountain, barefoot girls gnashed their teeth.

Since that evening, when the woman from Zhenwu Pavilion came to visit Taixuan Pavilion, the patrols in the entire Lingyan Mansion have been much intensified.

Although as long as someone of Nie Qingwan's level is not there in person, with Meng Ruohuan's cultivation and the degree of refinement of various restrictions, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to discover her.

But...who knows what the wind is going on in the head of that woman in Zhenwu Pavilion.

Zhenwu Pavilion will not wait for you to do well.

For three days, he ran to Yunyan Mountain at both ends.

Meng Ruohuan was forced to hide in Tibet again and again, hiding in the deep forest without even daring to breathe.

And...it's different from the Hatred Demon Sect in the cold land of the north.

Lingyan Mansion, located in the warm and humid area of ​​the south... there are indeed many kinds of insects, snakes and snakes.

Meng Ruohuan was almost frightened by the sudden appearance of a centipede and was almost arrested on the spot.

But it doesn't matter! ! !

This time Meng Ruohuan was full of confidence.

Her "Trapped Dragon's Heart-Locked Secret" is almost ready.

Prohibition——

Different from formation path.

It also emphasizes the principle of prohibition and restriction.

Although orthodox monks will also use some restrictions.

But...it is the magic cultivator who really brings out the art of prohibition.

Reincarnate the soul and refine the Nascent Soul.

Playing with other people's souls.

As long as it is beneficial to them, you can do anything.

It is said... In the bitterly cold place in the extreme north, there is also a group of demon cultivators who have studied the art of restraint to the peak.

Mixed spiritual roots?

Flesh and weak?

Then use the forbidden seal to carve the meridians, refine the flesh and blood, forge the bones, burn the soul, and melt the soul.

Use your body to restrain yourself, and use your strength to violate heaven.

But... the "Trapped Dragon's Heart-Locked Secret" prepared by Meng Ruohuan is not that perverted.

The essence of "Trapped Dragon Locking the Heart" is to reverse the yin and yang, reverse the priorities, lead others into dreams, and then...trap the Dragon Locking the Heart.

Meng Ruohuan was brooding over the fact that last time she overturned in her dream... and was held by the other party's ankles, lightly scratched her soles with feathers, and bullied into a trance.

Accident--

Definitely an accident——

Who would have thought that a weak monk with no spiritual roots could be so tenacious.

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Being able to realize so quickly that everything was just a big dream.

It can also take away the control of dreams.

Making herself...bite her lips lightly, Meng Ruohuan's expression looked even more sad and angry.

But this time it's definitely different! ! !

This time...it's my home court.

When she falls asleep, she must be hung up!

Tickle the soles of her feet!

Beat her with a small whip!

Let her experience once...the painful feeling of not being able to go up or come down.

Sit down cross-legged——

Meng Ruohuan was holding the magic formula. In the night, among the bluestone streams at the foot of Yunyan Mountain, star-blue light spots spread all over the sky like fireflies.

Yunyan Mountain——

Guran was lying in front of the little junior sister's bed, telling the little junior sister a story.

"Speaking of Yuzu, after hearing my sister Mei's revelation..."

As he whispered softly, Gu Ran's voice became softer and softer, and lower and lower, even the girl's little head followed little by little.

She didn't know why, but she seemed a little sleepy.

"Senior Sister..."

"Senior sister???" Looking at the senior sister who seemed to be getting sleepier and sleepier, Gu Suxiao held Guran's hand and gently called Guran.

"After...after..." The girl's eyes had already been closed, and the girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, leaving a slightly raised shadow under the dim candlelight of the girl's boudoir.

He hunched his shoulders slightly, so he was already asleep.

So Su Xiao's movements gradually stopped. She turned her body sideways and stared at her senior sister's sleeping face without blinking.

Very beautiful.

More beautiful than senior sister's paintings.

Gu Suxiao stretched out her hand, and her spiritual energy held up Guran's body. She hugged the slightly curled up Guran into her arms.

Soft lips landed on the girl's forehead.

Gu Suxiao said good night to Guran.

"Senior Sister..."

"Good dream—"

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"The god of Zhongshan is called Zhuyin."

"Take it as day, shut it down as night. Blow it for winter, exhale it for summer. Don't drink, don't eat, don't rest. Breathing is the wind."

"Thousands of miles long."

"..."

The sound of a child reading.

The magnificent and simple pavilions and palaces are full of bookish atmosphere.

Among the carved beams and painted buildings, bronze mythical beasts parked on the ridges yawned lazily.

The autumn wind was bleak, knocking the golden sycamore leaves from the trees.

On the path paved with bluestone bricks, it seems that you can still vaguely see the footprints the girl left among the sycamore leaves during her last visit.

Deep in the deep and silent hall, the dim candlelight flickered dimly.

The girl, with her slender legs crossed, sat upright on the large throne.

Looking at the familiar scenes around her, the girl's toes curled up uneasily.

This is the "Houtu Emperor Heaven"——

Meng Ruohuan’s hometown.

As her fingertips touched the cool huge throne, she always thought of her last dream.

How could Meng Ruohuan, who always enjoyed playing with other people's dreams, have thought that one day... her dreams would turn into her own nightmares?

And this... is precisely the reason why Meng Ruohuan must lead Guran into the dream.

She had to break this nightmare.

Break this inner demon.

Meng Ruohuan took a deep breath, and the girl's little hands were slightly clenched, waiting for the unexpected arrival.

This time is different from last time.

This time...she is the owner of the dream.

She has all the control.

"Trapped Dragon's Heart-Locked Secret" is a reversal of yin and yang, reversing priorities; the soul of the subject is simulated as a demon state, a heavily guarded barrier is drawn, and it is introduced into the dream of the caster, and is controlled by the caster's secret. instrument.

One of the easiest places to travel.

That is, once the demonic nature of the recipient is much higher than that of the caster, it is easy to directly "lead the wolf into the house".

When the time comes... I'm afraid it will be easy to invite gods, but difficult to send them away.

However, Meng Ruohuan has no worries about this!

Lingyan Mansion is a well-known and decent sect, so as the successor of one of the 12 pavilions of Lingyan Mansion, how can he have demonic nature?

Moreover, even if the devil is still in his heart.

Meng Ruohuan was born as a demon.

How could there be anyone in this world whose demonic nature far exceeds her.

only...

Just as Meng Ruohuan was nervously waiting for Guran to enter this heart-locking situation, her knees were pressed together nervously, thinking about why Guran hadn't arrived yet and whether her skills had been discovered by the people of Lingyan Mansion. when...

"what--"

The lingering breath whispered in Meng Ruohuan's ears.

The hairs on Meng Ruohuan's body suddenly stood up.

Before she could make any movement, her hands were easily grabbed from behind.

The visitor held the girl on his lap.

"Sister Ruohuan..."

"Are you waiting for me?"

part.29 She is not a human being——[Second update]

bang bang dong——

When her hands were easily restrained at the wrists from behind, Meng Ruohuan's heartbeat almost stopped.

The lingering and moist breath caressed in the ears.

The hairs on Meng Ruohuan's body suddenly stood up. She tried to struggle, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

The ghostly figure behind him didn’t know where it came from or when it came.

Or...she's always been here.

right behind him.

"Woo——" A sad sound was squeezed out of the girl's throat.

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