Long Live Summons!

“Ah!” Yueyang awoke in his dream and sat up.

“What's the matter?” The sleeping sea blue was also awakened and asked lazily.

“I had a dream.” Yueyang tried to remember, but it felt like it was a clear dream. When I woke up, I didn't remember anything. I frowned: “In the dream, I felt like I was back in the Tower. No, there seemed to be a voice calling me, and then I went back to the Tower... Maybe it was calling me back to the Tower. I was clearly in the dream. How could I forget when I woke up? ”

“Go to sleep!” Hailan guessed that Yueyang might be due to a previous struggle, combined with the effects of tremendous pressure from the evil god's side of the light, so he comforted Yueyang: “Rest well and adjust as soon as possible, we will all support you! ”

“But I...” Yueyang had a feeling that she couldn't tell, that there seemed to be something she urgently needed to do, but she forgot something.

Beth couldn't help but go through the man and fall asleep again.

In his dreams, he still felt a voice.

Call yourself in the distance.

He's searching all the way.

I wanted to find out who was calling me constantly, but in any case, I couldn't find a trace.

When he woke up, his consciousness was still a little confused, but he quickly reacted, scaring the people around him. At this time, sometime, people were already surrounded, sick beauty, Yue Yu, drunk cat sister, Princess Ceci, even Phoenix Beauty and Nanjiang Demon King, they were sitting in front of the bed, all of them "watching" a strained crossing man without blinking.

Yueyang had no clothes on her because she had done something beneficial to her body and mind before bedtime, and her whole body was in the true state of red fruit.

Fortunately, there are thin quilts to cover up.

Otherwise, Yueyang must find a ground to drill into under such a powerful sight of so many people.

“What are you doing here?” Yueyang quickly wrapped the quilt tight, fearing naughty Nanjiang Demon King or Phoenix Beauty they made a bad drag.

“Sea Blue said you were restless and had been talking in your sleep, and she was worried about you, so let's take a look.” Sick beauty is the gentlest, not only take out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Yueyang, but also hand him a cup of tea to quench his thirst.

“Just a dream!” Yueyang easily drank a large sip.

“But you had this dream day and night, and, it seems very painful, you've been talking in your dreams, and we can't understand what you're saying, we barely hear about burning, war or anything, it's all about fighting and killing, who are you fighting in your dreams?” Sister Drunken Cat was quite puzzled to ask that everyone had a ribbon of heart connected to each other that could be imprinted on their hearts, but such strange dreams could not be felt. They could feel Yueyang's confusion and anxiety, but could not clearly sense what had happened in his dreams.

“I…” Yueyang desperately recalled, he found himself in a dream world very clear, once again forgotten, was trying to remember an important thing, seemed to have stung himself in the dream, to remember, once awakened, completely forgotten.

“Einan's not here, otherwise she might know a little bit about having a mirror.” The most important thing Princess Ceci wanted to say was snow flawless, and if she had her book of truth and the closest psychic sensation to Yueyang, she would certainly be able to figure out what was going on. Due to Yueyang's abnormal reaction, everyone is a little suspicious, is it that the evil god is making a fool of himself?

Could it be that the evil god is endangering Yueyang by some means or another?

If it affects Yueyang's condition.

Then the evil god will undoubtedly be more beneficial in the next war.

Just a little bit, what are the ways and means of influencing Yueyang? Yueyang stayed in his treasure book world, and then entered the sea blue treasure book world. Even if the evil god is more powerful, he can't influence others' treasure book world, right? That is the law of God that cannot be influenced either, made by the ancient gods, and no will can destroy and change the existence!

If it wasn't for the Evil God, who would it be?

Who else could it be that would allow Yueyang, a quasi-decendant powerful man who can stay awake even in his dreams, to wander through nightmares one after another?

Everyone is in the middle of thinking... Because of this strange event, Yueyang's plan to reshape Qingping's perfect body was forced to be interrupted. Fortunately, Qingping, who is still lying quietly recovering from Pearl Mother Berry, is also blind, otherwise he would be disappointed.

Because she looked forward to seeing the big wolf in her heart, and certainly even her neck.

“Whatever happens, Evil God is in danger. I must kill him!” Yueyang didn't let this happen, he fought a hundred times.

The harvest of the Trial Land is not in the Divine Book.

That's not what you want in your heart.

Divine artifact chooses the Lord.

This is all the more true of the Divine Book, which no one in the world can force.

Yueyang's greatest harvest in the trial site was the realization at each impulse, from the beginning of the fourth Guan Lu Valley, to the seventh Guan Ren Valley, every level, brought him different life experiences and life awareness, the most influential and also the least conscious harvest, which was the creation, destruction and eternity of three little Lori in the endless world of the Silver Treasure. They inspired Yueyang to tell him the real truth, to make him understand for the first time what is the real creation, what is the real destruction and what is the real eternity... do not know this true warrior, even if in all ranks, even if it is a cow in the realm of God, show strength, is nothing more than empty dust, the passage of time, not worth mentioning.

And it was their inspiration, along with the guidance of Sister Sword Spirit, that accompanied Princess Ceci all the way.

Yueyang took the rank of quasi-decendant, the will of the super-decendant class and his own indeterminate strength.

Killed a mysterious man who was so strong he had never seen before.

The mystery man, but the cowman of the same period as the temple supreme ‘Emperor' of the central temple, even the pride of the heavens and the daughter-in-law of the day, also fought like a dead dog in front of him and fled... Of course, to kill the mystery man, Yueyang did not think it was the real strength within his control, mainly relying on various cards, especially the fate giant.

It's too early to really challenge mysterious people, let alone kill them.

This bitter war also made Yueyang realize the difference between himself and those who are immortal, be it the dragon that was created, destroyed and eternal three little Lori thinks is a fool, the ‘Oriental’ of the first wisdom of the Central Temple, or even the Temple Supreme Emperor, or even the imperial world that is still sealed, and the danger of the evil gods who are about to wage war… etc. These old goods, among them or their enemies or friends, or strangers or potential threats, if they are opponents in front of them or future targets, these old ghosts are temporarily the peak of Yueyang's strength!

It takes more time and effort to catch up with these old guys and challenge them!

“Let's start training, I'll fight you first!” Princess Ceci seems to have forgotten the embarrassment Yueyang once punched her little ass in public. Now she, looking at Yueyang with great ambition, does not speak out on the surface, but she is absolutely in agreement in her heart. This man, who never retreats, always challenges the ultimate martial arts, Dao Zhi is the most desirable to see, at the same time, is the greatest pride in her life.

“Yes!” Yueyang jumped in excitement, his head high, his chest high, and his will swept away.

He completely forgot that he was in a state of truth about red fruit.

One jump.

The blanket slipped down on the body and suddenly revealed its original shape.

Drunken cat Mistress has corroded; Nanjiang demon king smiles; Phoenix fairy beauty stretches a thumb; Princess Ceci turns her head and leaves, she is completely silent about a wolf; Yue Yu covered her forehead and felt a headache for this broken brother, this is not the first time... The willow leaves sitting in the corner are so full of blush, covering her little face, she dared not look at it again; it turns out that Yueyang classmates had nightmares with a calm summer coat, now for something nearby suddenly presenting a murderous temperament, but she is stunned, her big mouth, can't come back for half a day.

That's no wonder, because she sees it too clearly from her current perspective.

Only the gentlest sick beauty and the sweetest slave have not forgotten to pick up their quilts and clothes and cover them up, slightly eliminating the awkward atmosphere of suffocation.

Tower of Heaven.

First floor, Longteng Continent, Tianluo Palace.

The guards guarding outside the palace door, no one saw, not even the most recognized loyal and vigilant 'General' on duty, found any anomalies. It was not until His Majesty's envoy, who was preparing to go out to preach meals, that two strangers were discovered, sometime already standing outside the palace. Normally, even Yueyang, who is known to disturb His Majesty's palace, is not allowed to enter without permission. Today, strangers arrive quickly, surprisingly.

Two strangers who were able to hide from the Guardian and General Chimei, from the Ming post in the palace, and who remained unnoticed in His Majesty's living quarters.

Obviously, it cannot be the weak.

As a woman in a walking palace beside Her Majesty, she has the best upbringing in the world.

After a great shock, she did not panic and shout at the assassin, nor did she rush back to the patron, but adjusted her attitude, revealed a polite smile and gave a gentle gift to the two strangers, while still not forgetting her task, and continued to spread to His Majesty.

Leaving these two men, not knowing if they were assassins or visitors, he left quickly and calmly.

At this time, there are also distances and temples where women discover anomalies here.

Neither of them panicked, and after being shocked, reacted like the previous woman, busy, as if the two strangers did not exist, to continue the work at their disposal.

“Mr. Chun Yu, when I saw this scene, I really felt that the maids at home were going to learn to progress. What is upbringing? What is temperament? What is etiquette? What is spirituality? I think this is the only place in the world where such a bright show can happen!” Standing a little while ago, is a middle-aged man in a white robe. This man's eyebrows are very elegant. At first glance, he can see that he is the kind of literary literary literature who read poetry all over his chest. His deep eyes are in an indescribable light of wisdom, let alone ordinary people, who are celebrities in the world. If he sees these eyes, he can't help but believe that he can't help complain about his shapely filthy ego.

There seems to be no force, but only a pair of eyes can make him feel like he has the most powerful power in the universe.

This knowledge and wisdom that transcends all things to heaven and earth.

Except for the clerk.

Nothing can ever be owned.

Even standing next to the middle-aged man, the old man with the hairy face of a crane was also the elder of wisdom, but because standing next to this bright, moonlike man, the stars immediately dimmed and were almost completely ignored.

This wisdom is not just knowledge, it's not just temperament, it's a force.

A power that everything in the heavens and the earth can't handle!

“Gentlemen, come a thousand miles just to discuss my maid?” His Majesty's voice is as fantastic as a dream and as the spring of the Ghost Valley dings.

“Of course it can't be just for that.” The old man whose face was called Mr. Chunyu by the middle-aged literary man smiled: “I heard that His Majesty is good at dreammaking, mirage of the sea city, wonderful and infinite. The old man is also a good dreamer. He came 10,000 miles and was willing to discuss with His Majesty those vain and uncertain ‘dreams’. Please also ask His Majesty not to be stingy to teach! ”

* * * * * * * * * (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)