The first beauty overturned

Announcement on the top of the Mirror of Melting Light: Fellow Taoists, Nightmare has appeared, and the Dream Mirror has been successfully connected. The owner of the dream, Feng Lang, and the dreamer, Xiao Yu, come quickly.

Tong Qian-Tian Shui Literary Academy: "Here we come! Beep, eat melon cards."

Ying Xiangfeng-Wan Beast Palace: "Come here, come here, where is the progress of the dream, am I not late?"

Xiao Hongwei-Xiao Shi: "It's not too late. Brother Xiao Yu just fell asleep, and the dream mirror was connected."

Ying Xiangfeng-Wan Beast Palace: "Why are we the only ones chatting, Ruomu Tiancheng has many fellow Taoists, why don't we talk?"

He Ying-Ruomu Tiancheng: "Shut up! Chinchilla!"

Jin Ming-Ruomu Tiancheng: "How could the young city lord like Xiao Yu? He looks down on people like Xiao Yu the most. The surname Xiao must be playing tricks! Look, it is easier to reveal a person's true temperament in dreams, Xiao Yu This kind of guy who can only play tricks will definitely show his feet!"

The space presents a quiet moon-white color, and a huge round mirror below is like a lake surface, emitting a pale white light.

The phantoms of countless monks surround the round mirror, looking down into it.

In the mirror, Xiao Yu lowered his head to confirm the normal operation of the dream mirror in his hand, fastened it around his waist, and then turned his head to look around.

Suddenly entering Feng Lang's dreamland, he himself was quite surprised.

Xiao Yu stood in a garden surrounded by lush flowers and trees, but the varieties were very strange.The garden is suspended in the air, and there are blue sky above, below, left, and right, and the clouds are floating.

Qiu Lin-Tian Shui Institute of Literature: "Ruomu Tiancheng Jiuzhongque! I have long heard that Ruomu Tiancheng is a floating city in the air. Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times!"

Rong Wei-Scholar: "The owner of the dream is Feng Lang, so it is not unusual to dream of his own home. The most urgent task right now is to find out where the Nightmare is hiding in this dream."

Tong Qing-Tian Shui Literary Heart Academy: "Young Master Uncle is right!"

Summer Solstice-Tian Shuiwen Xinyuan: "The nightmare will possess the characters in the dream, and its purpose is to make the dream owner indulge in the dream forever. According to the observation of previous dreams, the object possessed by the nightmare is often closely related to the dream owner. Teachers, seniors, and the like.”

Jin Ming-Ruomu Tiancheng: "That's right, those of us who are familiar with him should enter the dream of the young city lord. The better the relationship between the dreamer and the dream master, the smoother the actions in the dream will be. People like Xiao Yu How can it be……"

Su Jianchi-Jiange Zhange: "Ah Yu has found a clue."

He Ying-Ruomu Tiancheng: "..."

In the dream, Xiao Yu walked through the garden and came to a corridor.

The two maids in the corridor were talking about Madam Huangyao's condition.

Mrs. Huangyao, Feng Lang's biological mother, died of illness before Feng Lang reached adulthood.

The biological mother of the owner of the dream, who died young, is undoubtedly a good candidate for the night-dire possession.

Xiao Yu stepped forward and asked: "Madam Huangyao, is your body not well?"

The two maids were startled, seeing Xiao Yu clearly, their panic expressions gradually turned shy, one lowered his head, and the other blushed and asked with a smile: "When did the young lady come to visit the young city master? "

The dreamer is what the owner of the dream thinks, and naturally has a normal identity in the dream.

Xiao Yu paused for a moment, his eyes were a little surprised.

He was about to continue asking the maid, when suddenly footsteps came from behind him.

The voice hurried to this side, and then a familiar voice said angrily behind Xiao Yu: "What young lady, do I agree?! Xiao Yu, let me tell you, no matter what means you use to please someone like you, I, I will not marry you, you should die as soon as possible!"

Xiao Yu: "..."

Beyond the dream.

Su Jianchi-Jiange Zhange: "..."

Tong Qian-Tianshui Academy of Arts: "Speaking so, the dream is very honest."

Xiao Hongwei-Xiao's: "Senior Brother Dreaming is upside down, you are very powerful, Young Master Feng."

Rong Wei-Scholar: "...Oh."

Ying Xiangfeng-Wan Beast Palace: "It's true that there is everything in the dream. Hey, where is that fellow Taoist surnamed Jin just now?"

He Ying-Ruomu Tiancheng: "..."

Feng Lang behind him yelled for Xiao Yu to get out, Xiao Yu turned around, saw Feng Lang in front of him clearly, and was taken aback for a moment.

Feng Lang in the dream is younger than in reality, between a teenager and a young man.

Age is not the important point, the key point is that the person standing in front of Xiao Yu is clearly a beautiful woman with gorgeous clothes and make-up.

Xiao Yu was startled, peeping out of the dream mirror, the people who eat melons were also shocked.

The red dress drags the floor, the eyebrows are red and the lips are red. Feng Lang is born with bright eyebrows. When wearing men's clothes, the clothes are a little plain and can't suppress the facial features. It's a bit powdery, but it's even more eye-catching when dressed as a woman. Vibrant.

Tong Qian-Tian Shui Literary Academy: "Fuck! Fuck! This is Fenglang?! Miss sister, I can do it! I'm done! I'm sorry, young master, you said you are the real beauty of the three worlds. You really are Ah! I will laugh at you no more!"

Rong Wei-Book Saint: "Oh?"

Tong Qing-Tian Shui Literary Academy: "Little Uncle! Qianqian has no other intentions!!!"

Xiao Yu saw his figure reflected in Feng Lang's shining golden eyes.

Feng Lang, who was dressed as a woman, looked unkind, glared at Xiao Yu, and said to the two maids: "Whoever let him in, kick him out!"

Feng Lang made no secret of his dislike for Xiao Yu, and outside the dream, the monster clan of Ruomu Tiancheng cheered up.

Jin Ming-Ruomu Tiancheng: "I said it must be the troublemaker surnamed Xiao!"

The two maids hurriedly replied, "Madam wants to see Young Madam."

Feng Lang stared at Xiao Yu, with a face full of reluctance: "What young lady, mother arranged it, I don't want him! I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup you gave mother, thinking that to please her, I have no choice but to marry You? Tell you, dreaming!"

Feng Lang continued to walk forward, but he didn't go far, and found that Xiao Yu hadn't followed, he stopped and turned his head, and said impatiently: "Why are you standing there, don't keep mother waiting, follow up!"

outside the dream.

Tong Qian-Tian Shui Literary Heart Institute: "'Madam wants to see Young Madam', if not for the fact that there are only two living people in the dream, I would believe this."

Ying Xiangfeng-Wan Beast Palace: "Hey, fellow Taoists of Ruomu Tiancheng who were chatting very lively just now, why are you silent again?"

Su Jianchi-Jiange Zhange: "..."

Rong Wei-Shu Sheng: "You two should be quiet too."

Tong Qian-Tian Shui Literary Academy: "I'm sorry, little uncle! Fellow Daoist Su, I'm sorry!"

Ying Encounter-Wan Beast Palace: "Senior Rong, I'm sorry! Fellow Daoist Su, I'm sorry!"

Rong Wei-Book Saint: "..."

Su Jianchi-Jiange Zhange: "...No need."

In the dream, Xiao Yu followed Feng Lang through the corridor.

The two stopped outside the palace where Mrs. Huang Yao lived.

Feng Lang looked back at Xiao Yu, narrowed his eyes unfriendly, and gave him a sneer smile: "Mother is not in good health recently, and she is not in a good mood, use your usual pleasing skills to make mother happy, do you understand? ?”

The ability to always please people?

Xiao Yu looked at Feng Lang and blinked, and said: "Young City Lord seems to have a deep prejudice against me, have I done anything to annoy you?"

Feng Lang sneered again: "Xiao Yu, do you think I'm a fool who can't see your deliberate flattery and flattery? You greet everyone with a smile, pretending to impress them the most, Isn't falling in love with you just being tricked by you? You want me to be tricked by you, isn't that annoying enough for me? "

Xiao Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "I didn't either..."

Feng Lang turned his head and ignored him, took out a silver-gray tulle from his sleeve, and covered his long golden eyes.

The tulle is translucent, and it won't affect the sight even if you are blindfolded. The pale golden pupils usually turn into a somewhat dull silver in the silver-gray mist.

Without explaining why he had to cover his eyes, Feng Lang walked towards the house and said coldly to Xiao Yu, "Come in."

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Feng Lang walked in front, Xiao Yu followed, and walked into Madam Huangyao's bedroom.

The light in the room was dim, and the faint smoke of incense floated like a thin cloud. There was a bead curtain made of emerald pearls hanging in the room. Behind the curtain was an exquisite big bed. Mrs. Huang Yao was lying on the bed in her arms.

Feng Lang stepped forward, knelt down and saluted: "Baby pay respects to mother."

There was no movement behind the bead curtain, Feng Lang knelt down without getting up, waited for a while with his head down, and continued to ask: "Is mother feeling better today?"

Madam Huangyao still didn't respond, Xiao Yu thought Madam was resting, but suddenly found that behind the bead chain, the woman who couldn't see her face was half sitting on the bed, raising her hand to brush her temple hair.

Madam Huangyao was awake, but just ignored Fenglang.

Xiao Yu looked at Feng Lang who was kneeling, the young man lowered his head very low, as if he couldn't bear the weight of the gorgeous pearls and necklaces in his hair, he couldn't see his expression clearly, his fingers clenched his sleeves tightly.

After a moment of silence, Feng Lang forced a smile and said, "Mom is not in a good mood today, don't you want to talk?"

He had a jasper flute pinned to his waist, Feng Lang took it off, and said: "Mother, do you want to listen to the music, I have just learned my mother's favorite song..."

"No need." Madam Huangyao finally opened her mouth, lifted the bead chain, revealing a beautiful and pale sick face, but she only smiled slightly at Xiao Yu, nodded her head in greeting, without even looking at her son kneeling on the ground, she directly issued the order to evict her, " I'm tired, you go down."

Feng Lang hurriedly said: "Mother..."

Madam Huangyao has already put down the bead curtain.

Xiao Yu walked beside Feng Lang and accompanied the young man to the corridor.

As if the color of the rouge at the corners of his eyes was smudged, Feng Lang took off the tulle and his eye circles were slightly red, and he was holding the jade flute tightly in his hand, as if it was going to be crushed in the next second.

Feng Lang glared at Xiao Yu and said: "Aren't you very likable, why are you so dumb just now, you don't even know how to greet your mother?!"

The dream is a reflection of reality. In the dream, Feng Lang also thought that his biological mother was closer to an outsider than to him.

Xiao Yu looked at the fierce Feng Lang, and asked, "Do you want to please Madam and let Madam care about you?"

Feng Lang was taken aback for a moment, his face gradually turned red, and he turned his head vigorously to look at the other side of the corridor.

Little Phoenix, whose eye circles were still red with grievance, said angrily: "It's none of your business!!!"

Xiao Yu reached out and tapped the jasper flute in Feng Lang's hand: "Want to play a tune for Madam?"

Feng Lang quickly moved Yu Xiao away: "Did you touch it?!"

Xiao Yu asked: "Apart from Xiao Qu, what else does Madam like, such as embroidery, rouge, flowers and plants?"

Feng Lang paused for a moment, turned his head to look at Xiao Yu, and said with a sneer: "You want me to give something to please mother? Do you think I can't think of such a simple method?"

The light in the golden eyes dimmed, Feng Lang said: "It's useless..."

Xiao Yu stretched out his hand and patted Feng Lang's shoulder: "It's useless because you're stupid."

Feng Lang blocked Xiao Yu's hand: "Hey!!!"

Xiao Yu turned his head, glanced around the garden, pointed to a lush tree and said: "Just now I saw this flower in the vase in Madam's room, Madam likes this kind of flower?"

Feng Lang glanced at it, and said: "This is a wooden brush. Mother still likes it, but it's not the favorite. The shorter one over there is called Xuetang, and it's my mother's favorite flower."

Staring at Xiao Yu, Feng Lang said: "Wake up, sending flowers is useless. I ask someone to fold the freshest flower branches for my mother every day, and she has never given me a good face."

Xiao Yu turned to look at Feng Lang.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Feng Lang furiously said: "Don't think that I don't know that you are calling me stupid in your heart if you don't speak! Send flowers as you want! Let me see what you are capable of!"