Dream Picking Records

"As expected of my big sister, the bone box has spirit, and she has turned from darkness to light."

In the courtyard, Xia Qingling was fiddling with the bone box, while Feng Tingjun had a lot of food in front of him, and they were fighting fiercely.

Xia Qingling was seen holding the bone box, her bright eyes flickering as she glanced at him.

"Haha, little brother, the bone box is quite interesting. Do you want to play with it?"

"How do we play? Wang Xiao didn't even tell me that he had this good thing." Feng Tingjun became excited when he heard that. He swallowed the snack in one gulp and asked her eagerly.

"Just go in with your soul, there's a door inside, push it open!"

"Let me try!"

Feng Tingyun's soul entered the bone box, and not long after, his soul was beaten black and blue.

"Big sister, you lied to me!"

He hadn't recovered yet and was still a little dazed.

"How could it be, little brother? Back then, I was so wise and brave that I went in and beat up the impostor behind the door. I felt so good. You need to practice more."

Xia Qingling looked angry at her for not fighting back and started to educate her.

At this time, Pan Chengfeng led several men and women into the manor. The aura they exuded was obviously different from that of ordinary people, which attracted the attention of many people. Yang Shuan and the other four people who were sitting around a table also saw them.

"Why are they here?"

The five of them were wondering why Xia Yingling didn't mention inviting people from the demon tribe.

A man holding a bone staff walked over and said, "Long time no see, everyone."

Zhu Xile asked directly: "Why are you here? According to the agreement, we should go to the demon tribe in half a month."

"We came here to celebrate for Princess Yingling out of the belief in friendship between the demons and humans. On the way, we met Pan Chengfeng, the son of your Grand Master Pan, and asked him to bring us here."

The man placed the bone staff upright on the ground, smiling the whole time.

"But since we're talking about a competition, we have to compete here, so you don't have to make another trip."

"Look at how troubled you are. Could it be that you haven't found help yet?"

The only woman among the group walked with enchanting steps, twisted her captivating waist, and her every frown and smile was full of charm.

Pan Chengfeng has always been an eye-catching person, and now the people he brought with him directly challenged the Five Young Masters of the Imperial City, so it is hard not to attract other people's attention.

Xia Yingling appeared at the right time to interrupt them, with a demeanor that showed the dignity of a royal family.

"Today we are discussing Dao with our peers, and there is no place for martial arts performance. You have come from far away, so please take a seat first."

"Hehe, sister, what are you talking about? We are here to present a gift." The woman laughed sweetly and took out a four-petal flower that was pure white with light pink.

"This is the anti-aging flower I brought for my sister. It can keep her young forever."

You shouldn't hit a smiling person, and the other party stopped arguing and gave her a gift, so Xia Yingling had no choice but to smile back.

"Thank you for the gift, sister. May I know your name?"

"My sister is the confused heart of the confused butterfly clan."

"Netherworld Blood Skull—Blood Cold."

"Soul-catching bat - bat wings."

"Purgatory Wolf - Ghost."

"Purple Jade Demon Vine—Teng Qian."

After introducing themselves, the four people stepped forward to present their blessing gifts, followed closely by Pan Chengfeng.

Yang Shuan glared at Pan Chengfeng, "What do you mean?"

He absolutely did not believe that it was a coincidence that the gift Mi Xin had given him first had the same effect as his.

Pan Chengfeng looked innocent, "I don't know what gifts they prepared, otherwise I would have advised her to change one."

After delivering the gifts, Pan Chengfeng sat in the seat of the Five Hegemons of the Demon City, under the pretext of being in charge of reception.

He found that Wang Xiao was not with them. "Brother Yang defeated the Yu family in the way of jade a few days ago. I really admire you. I heard that Miss Mi Xin has a lot of experience in the way of jade. Why don't we exchange some experiences so that we can broaden our horizons."

"I only know a little bit about it, but I wonder if Master Yang can teach me something?"

Before he could answer, several young men came over with wine glasses.

"Old Yang, you must not weaken the momentum of our human race."

"That's right, it's just a literary fight, it won't hurt the relationship."

After their instigation, the whole place fell silent, with countless pairs of eyes staring, waiting for their answers.

"When did the demons in Daxia become arrogant?" On the side, Zhong Mo wiped the broadsword. The broadsword was sharp and murderous, and could transform into a dragon that broke free at any time. The only flaw was that the blade was broken.

At a time when you could hear a pin drop, such words would inevitably attract people's attention, and most people would be overwhelmed by his demonic temperament at first sight.

"No, we can also make further progress through communication and exchange. Just like the discussion with Brother Dao a few days ago, I benefited a lot."

Cen Daozi was dressed in a white shirt and had elegant manners, completely opposite to Zhong Mo.

"I didn't gain anything."

"Haha, maybe I stopped at the right time, which disappointed you."

Cen Daozi was choked, and his pride wanted to burst out, but it was suppressed again.

"Hold back? You will lose if we fight again."

Zhong Mo stood up and pointed his long sword at him.

"What do you two mean?" Xia Yingling's face turned slightly cold, she was already very angry about the demon clan's disturbance, and now two extremely powerful men of the younger generation were also trying to mess around.

"It's just a private matter, Princess, don't worry about it. Just think of us two as entertaining you." Cen Daozi said calmly.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Zhong Mo shouted and flew to the open space outside the manor. Cen Daozi had no choice but to catch up with him. The literary duel between the five young masters of the imperial city and the five tyrants of the demon city turned into a game between two top geniuses.

Zu Mengran covered her mouth and chuckled, pulling the worried Xia Yingling and said, "Sister, let's go out and watch too."

The confrontation between the strong held great attraction in the eyes of the monks, and everyone stood at a distance and watched.

The two of them didn't say much. After their last competition, they started to get serious.

Wang Xiao, who rushed over, heard bursts of fighting from a distance.

Cen Daozi and Zhong Mo fought fiercely, and the onlookers felt ashamed. Most of them were of the same age as them or even much older, but their realm and attack power were much weaker than theirs, and they were no match for them.

Xue Han held a bone staff in his hand, his warlike blood boiling, and stared at Yang Shuan who was not far away.

"It's better to do it now than today. Let's fight now!"

Yang Shuan and the other four looked at each other and decided to accept the challenge. Qian Duoduo felt guilty for not being able to help in the battle.

"It seems like I'm left alone and bored again."

Stretching her body lazily, her amazing curves are captivating.

"Sister, you're bored, so I'll play a few tricks with you."

Xia Yingling's face didn't look very good, and Mi Xin was eager to try it when he heard it, but was stopped by Pan Chengfeng.

"No, Yingling, you are a royal family member, and today is your birthday. Besides, this is a private matter between them."

"Sister Yingling, shall I go call my second brother over?"

Xia Yingling shook her head. "He has something else to do. It's not appropriate to disturb him."

Feng Tingjun said: "How about I go and inform Wang Xiao? It's not a big deal for him to be one level lower."