The Great Dream God

After the turmoil of Princess Ziyang was settled, Meng Jin seemed to have experienced a nirvana of life, glowing with new brilliance. He now walks in the bustling city, swaggering and fearless, like a wild horse running free in the prosperous world, and every step he takes seems so firm and powerful.

His figure was like a magnificent painting, attracting people from all over the streets to stop and follow his footsteps. His eyes were shining like stars illuminating the night. It was a light that was no longer concealed or retreated, illuminating his way forward and the hearts of the onlookers.

He holds his head high and walks briskly, like an eagle flapping its wings to fly, soaring in the secular sky. His proud posture is like a high-pitched war song, announcing his victory. His existence is like a breeze, blowing away the haze of the past and bringing new hope and strength. Every eye contact and every smile on his lips silently tells of his transformation. He is Meng Jin, the Meng Jin who no longer hides and is no longer afraid. He lives proudly under the sun in his own way, letting the world witness his glory.

He held tightly the rare treasure in the world - Shadow Jade. It was a magical gem, like a phantom under the moonlight, flowing with endless secrets and temptations. This stone, with its deep texture and unpredictable light and shadow, performed a silent light and shadow ballet, which made every witness intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves. It flickered in the darkness, like a star falling into the mortal world, attracting countless greedy and obsessed eyes, like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating people's sea of ​​desire.

Meng Jin showed this rare treasure to the public without reservation. His actions were bold and flamboyant, like lighting a flame in a bustling market, instantly igniting people's enthusiasm and curiosity. His every move was accompanied by the faint light of the shadow jade, as if dancing a gorgeous symphony in the dancing flames. This was not only a visual feast, but also a shock to the soul, making people swing between greed and awe, and the desire for the unknown was pushed to a climax by Meng Jin's bold behavior.

On both sides of the street, there were many shops and people were bustling. Meng Jin walked among them, his shadow stretched out by the sunlight, like an extension of his pride and confidence. However, this arrogant behavior did not let him escape the attention of the government. Several officers and soldiers wearing uniform military uniforms, with breastplates on their chests symbolizing authority, holding water and fire sticks symbolizing law enforcement in their hands, rushed over like wolves and tigers. Their arrival broke the hustle and bustle of the market, and the air was filled with tension.

"Who on earth has given you such fearless courage to openly challenge the majesty of the law in this bustling city?" The voices of the officers and soldiers were like thunder, and their words were filled with unquestionable pressure. Under the scorching sun, the water and fire sticks in their hands flashed a dazzling cold light, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, ready to go, vowing to flatten Mengjin's arrogant pride and madness in one fell swoop.

However, Meng Jin was not intimidated by the situation. His eyes were like diamonds in the fire, shining with unyielding tenacity and perseverance. Facing the aggressive questioning of the officers and soldiers, he was not afraid at all. Instead, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a calm and confident arc, as if all the challenges were within his control, foreseen and already under his control.

He was calm and composed, as solid as a rock, fearless of the baptism of wind and rain. This smile was like a silent declaration, declaring his inner determination, and he would never retreat even in the face of thousands of troops. Meng Jin, his name, was shining in the sun at this moment, like a flag, flying high in the ocean of courage and determination, standing firm despite the wind and waves.

Meng Jin slowly raised his deep eyes, like the dawn light, illuminating the haze around him, and a faint and confident smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, as if carrying the majesty and glory of Princess Ziyang.

Several officials holding water and fire sticks looked suspiciously at a young man with extraordinary bearing. He was Meng Jin. His voice was as smooth as velvet, steady and magnetic. Every word seemed to be inlaid with gold threads, resounding and echoing leisurely in the bustling crowd. No one could ignore his presence.

"My dear lords, you don't need to be confused. I am a servant of Princess Ziyang. With her endless mercy and majesty, she generously granted me the privilege of setting up a stall in this warm land. This is the princess's gift and the supreme honor of Mengjin, just like the bright stars illuminating the dark night sky, and the warm spring sun shining on the cold winter earth. I am here every day to show the princess's great grace to the world, to let this honor shine like a pearl, reflecting my admiration for the princess."

Meng Jin's words flowed like a gurgling stream, flowing through the hearts of every listener, nourishing their awe of this princess. Every word he said was full of power, and every word carried his loyalty and gratitude to Princess Ziyang. In this noisy market, his voice was like a beautiful landscape, and people could not doubt the authenticity behind it, but could only be deeply impressed by it.

The officers and soldiers looked at each other, and when their eyes met, they could see shock and astonishment in each other's eyes, as if they were awakened by a sudden spring thunder, and they stood there in a daze.

They couldn't believe that this seemingly ordinary man had such an extraordinary connection with the noble Princess Ziyang.

At this moment, Meng Jin gently waved towards the seemingly ordinary houses around him, as if triggering some mysterious code.

In an instant, four nimble figures appeared quietly in the shadow of the house. They reached out to wipe the sweat from their foreheads, which were traces of tension and excitement.

As the sun shines down, they leap down from the eaves like cheetahs covered in golden light. The moment of soaring seems to freeze time. They draw a graceful arc in the air, their bodies are as light as a feather, but they contain endless power. When they land, there is no sound, only the grass leaves swaying in the breeze witness this scene, they tremble slightly, as if telling this extraordinary posture. Their movements are poetic and picturesque, and every frame reveals extraordinary skills and hidden tenacity. It is their unique pride and glory, and the perfect blend of strength and elegance, which makes people admire it.

The four men were dressed in colorful brocade robes, each of which was embroidered with exquisite patterns, with gold and silver threads interwoven like a flowing rainbow, reflecting their noble status.

The corners of their clothes fluttered in the wind, like vivid paintings, telling their extraordinary origins.

Their eyes were bright, revealing their loyalty and awe for Princess Zi Yang. They were her shadows and her guardians, and every move they made was filled with firmness and determination.