Liu Dahu went and refilled a water sac of herbal tea to his father who was sleeping next to the handsome tent. The herbal tea was boiled with tea leaves and brown sugar, and some mint was added. After it was cold, it tasted sweet and refreshing. He would refill it every day twice.

The prince did not drink herbal tea very much. To be precise, the prince did not like to eat sweets.

The prince said that there are still many people in Jindong who have a difficult life. They have not had a sweet life, and he can't swallow this candy.

In this regard, Liu Dahu believes;

After all, who can resist the temptation of sugar?

Afterwards, Liu Dahu walked into the handsome account lightly;

Chen Xianba sat there and read the papers with a candle. In fact, they had already been approved, and they would be sent down by the messenger in the middle of the night, but Chen Xianba would still read it again.

Liu Dahu brought a plate of baked steamed buns to Chen Xianba and placed it in front of Chen Xianba.

Chen Xianba put down the zipper, moved a little bit away, took the slice of steamed bun, covered it with his hand, and bit it carefully;

The slices of baked steamed buns are crisp and easy to bite, but behind a curtain, the prince is sleeping, and he doesn't want to make too much movement.

Originally, people had to spread the sauce to eat steamed buns, the kind of miso that the soldiers ate when they ate, but because of the smell, Liu Dahu didn't wipe it.

Liu Dahu sat down, wiped his hands with the slightly damp kerchief on his waist, carefully picked up the zipper and began to look through it.

After reading the questions and issues on the booklet, he would still read Chen Xianba's reply, so he read it very slowly.

In fact, Liu Dahu can be appointed by Zheng Fan to stay by his side as a guard, not just because he is the son of the Juggernaut;

It is very simple. If the Juggernaut is to bind himself to protect himself, and then keep his son by his side, at the critical moment, does the Juggernaut protect his son or his King Pingxi?

If you really want to support you, you can just throw it at any general early to experience it.

Staying by your side is because Liu Dahu is practical.

The brain is stupid, it depends on who is compared, compared with Chen Xianba's enchanting existence that even the prince of Zhenbei will be suppressed by his light, and no child of anyone will appear smart.

But this kind of steadiness is hard to come by.

King Pingxi was worried for a moment. When Chen Xianba grows up, he will be able to stand alone. Will there be a backlash behind his head?

But for Liu Dahu, the prince never had the slightest suspicion. This child, as long as he needs it, will always stand in front of him with a knife.

Handsome out of the book,

Zheng Man was already asleep, snoring.

On the other side of the curtain, King Pingxi, who was asleep, suddenly frowned.

At the same time, the red stones placed by the bed stood up, and a black baby figure slowly emerged.

Magic Maru tilted his head,

Looking at my sleeping father,

It seems to be very hesitant.

His father had a dream, as if the dream was not too good, but it had nothing to do with him, it wasn't that he made a ghost;

It stands to reason that when a person is having a nightmare, you should wake him up, that is... "Save him".

But Maumaru knew better that with his own "natural evil creature" always with him, normal evil and even disordered moods were basically impossible to invade his father. Update the fastest computer terminal::/

It's like the savages in the snowfields spend the winter in Jindi. They only feel that this winter is so warm and warm.

and so,

His father shouldn’t have nightmares;

Do it now,

Will it...

Maomaru’s character is very violent, which is innate, but this does not mean that he is a foolish child;

Stupid children can't do things like "ghosting" their fathers secretly for several years.

Magic Maru turned sideways, seeming to look at the two nasty critics who were sitting outside.

A silly critic who is looking at the Zhezi seriously,

A surging qi and blood on the mantou slices does not seem to be that nasty critic,

It seems that these two are useless at this time;

finally,

Magic Maru didn't call anyone.

But floated on the bed,

Bend down,

Stretch out a small palm,

Put it on his own father's forehead.

...

Am I dreaming?

Zheng Fan has actually realized that he is dreaming. He is now standing in a land of birds and flowers, surrounded by green grass and fragrant.

He remembered where he was and knew that he was fighting now and it was impossible to appear here, but when he raised his head and saw the figure sitting on the hillside with his back to him, Zheng Fan deliberately did not let his own Consciousness to force this dream to break open.

Dreaming, like diving;

When you realize that you are dreaming, the next step is probably being pushed out of the water by buoyancy, which is...waking up.

But some people can control the continuation of their dreams, Zheng Fan, even more so.

This is not because Zheng Fan is different from ordinary people in terms of mental power. The blind is a mental power, he is not;

The reason is that the magic pill has been on his body many times. In fact, this is a way of forcibly stimulating the physical body. Because every time after being possessed, Zheng Fan’s strength still depends on him, but the magic pill can take him His combat experience and consciousness are covered so as to achieve an extraordinary effect.

Anyone who is possessed by a ghost again and again will eventually have some changes, just as the river is constantly being hit by the flood, and it will naturally widen.

Zheng Fan can't use mental power now, but the toughness of mental power is already terrifying, at least in his "consciousness", he can make more manipulations.

Taking a step forward, he began to walk up the hillside.

The **** is not high, but when I walked up, I was very tired, the air seemed to be getting thinner and thinner, and I started to gasp.

But he was still clenching his teeth and holding on, almost lifting his feet step by step;

at last,

Zheng Fan walked up the slope.

Turn your face sideways,

Look at the man sitting on the hillside.

It just so happened that that person also turned his head at this time.

Zheng Fan saw... himself.

Yes it is,

This person sitting on the hillside looks exactly like himself.

"Are you disappointed?"

Zheng Fan sat down, panting, and said:

"kind of."

"Then who do you want to see?"

Zheng Fan did not answer.

"I know, what you want to see is King Jingnan."

Zheng Fan still did not answer.

"But this is your dream, your own dream."

Zheng Fan smiled and said, "So, in my dream, can't I look at others?"

"What's the point? Of course, my face can be changed into the appearance of other people, the king of Jingnan, the king of Zhenbei, the first emperor, and the old Ji Laoliu;

even,

Si Niang's, Xiong Liqing's, Liu Ruqing's, and even Princess Fu's are all fine.

Do you want to see it?

But what's the point when you see it?

In essence, what you see is still me or yourself. It's nothing more than changing your skin. In your own dreams, don't deceive yourself. "

"Am I being taught by myself in my **** dream?"

"Is it weird? What I said is what you said. You are actually talking to yourself. I am a part of you."

"This conversation is too cliche. If you continue to say that you are my demon, the other me that I split, then I really want to vomit."

"You are a martial artist, where do you come from? Are you worthy?"

"Fuck!"

"That is to say, at the very beginning, in the desert civilian husband's camp, Acheng and San'er caught a few fish and let you have an operation. The first time you killed someone, you lost your mind a few times.

But do you remember,

After the blood of the barbaric splashed on your face, you licked it. The smell of blood, you might still think it was not bad at the time.

The first time I murdered, it was the same as the first time I had sex. I always felt like I got up all at once.

The first time I lost my mind was nothing more than the night when Tian Wujing killed himself, but were you surprised by the dead? You were caught in a nightmare by Tian Wujing's sentence: Self-Tian Jiashi.

After that, your road is actually pretty smooth.

After all, there are seven demon kings by your side.

Even if they are assisting a pig, they can also assist. "

"are you crazy?"

"Are you in a hurry? Why do you need to be anxious? What I said is actually what you think in your heart. Of course, you are much better than a pig.

In fact, you are already very powerful and outstanding. Looking back at Tiger Head City Inn, you will look at you now, you will look back at the relationship between the past and your demon kings, and you will look at you now. The relationship between.

You have grasped the initiative more and more, and gradually began to become their master in a real sense.

Devil,

They are all ready for your pregnancy to give birth to you. "

"I don't believe this is what I said in my heart, to Siniang."

"I need to lie to you? I need to lie to myself? When Siniang said that he wanted to have a child for you, you felt more in your heart. In fact, it was the sense of accomplishment of male conquest.

"I won't do this dream. For the first time, I felt that I was a wicked pen."

"Where can a person's heart be really clean? Even a child may seem innocent, but how cruel it must be when he plays with the ants on the ground?

It is indeed a kind of pain to face the heart directly;

Because usually, you can't find that there is so much dirt in your heart.

But what you think in your heart is actually secondary, depending on what you are doing.

You have been doing very well, really;

Also, you are sincere to Siniang, but you are too far away from other women.

In addition, the most recent Princess Fu, when she asked Zhao Yuannian to wait outside the house, you actually had an urge to try it. This is more than what a husband committed..."

"To shut up!"

"I understand your feelings, think about it, and suddenly another person appears to you and says, even if this person is you, it feels completely different, right?

It's like a sketch drawn on your own photo. When you stare at him, the more you look at it, the more strange you will feel.

As you wrote in a plot when you drew the "Magic Maru" manga before.

When Maomaru looked at himself in the mirror,

It felt a... fear. "

at this time,

On the sky, a cloud of dark clouds appeared, and then, a baby's face emerged.

Magic pill,

Came in

He saw two people sitting on the hillside,

then,

Magic Maru was angry.

Immediately afterwards,

The magic pill is gone.

He thought something **** happened to his **** dad,

It turned out that this father himself was playing with himself,

By the way,

I was so scared of my own son.

Magic Maru is angry,

Just go back.

"So, why should I have this dream?" Zheng Fan asked.

"Because you have doubts and fears in your heart, this is the first time that you have dispatched so many troops to go on an expedition as a commander.

There is no King of Jingnan, nor Liang Cheng.

When you set off, you are actually a little panicked, you are afraid that you are too confident

Because you have won many, many times, you can't afford to lose.

It is never Yan Guo who can't afford to lose, but you.

This is your second life, and it is also the life you want to take good care of, and you want to live it out. You don't want to get any stains in this life.

In Zhaodiliangdi, facing the Qianchu coalition forces with their heads shrunk, you actually have no way to break the situation, even if you seem to have Zhizhu in hand, but in your heart, you are actually very anxious.

and so,

You have chosen the path you have taken most often in the past,

You led a lone army and went deep into the country. You want to achieve your goal in the way you are most accustomed to. However, the King of Jingnan used to help you with it. This time, it's gone.

You are scared,

You feel that this journey is too easy to get into the job, you seem to have calculated everything, and the guy seems to be led by your nose all the time.

right now,

North of you,

An old man in his eighties, leading tens of thousands of mobs trying to stop you, do you think this is a joke.

After you defeat him, you will be able to drive to Beijing again in a few days.

It's so smooth, it's so smooth, you start to worry about gains and losses in your heart, and the closer you get to winning, the more you are afraid of overturning. "

"Yes, I admit, so, can you tell me what to do?"

"You are me, I am you, what you don't know, how can I know?"

"Ask your own heart, isn't this the eternal and supreme answer? Follow the portrayal of your own heart, and let your heart guide you forward.

Are you not in my heart? "

"Dogskin plaster-style answer with meaningless words;

You obviously don't believe me, why do you still ask me? "

"So, you pulled me in..."

"No, it's what you need, it's what you need to be able to separate it out, think about it, and then consider it.

When you need this scene, this scene appears, and when you need this dream, this dream appears.

otherwise,

With magic pills by your side, how could you fall into a nightmare?

Oh.

correct,

Just now you noticed that the magic pill came in, and he went out again angrily.

In his opinion, you are idle and bored by yourself, playing with yourself.

Your anxiety has turned into this dream. Before you fall asleep, what you think is, if the leader at this time is Lao Tian, ​​will he be like him now?

Was it, under his eternal calm expression, he was also worried?

You look at the old Tian, ​​like Chen Xianba and Liu Dahu look at you now?

Seeing it too true, but also seeing it too false.

You want to dream of the last scene on Tianhu Mountain in this dream, and you even want Lao Tian to take you down the mountain again.

But you also feel that this will appear to be too naive, and more importantly, you don't want to do these fantasies that are not helpful at all at this time.

The road came out by myself. I used to touch the shoulders of my predecessors to cross the river. Now, it is my turn to put my hands under the water and touch the rocks myself. "

"I don't know if I should trust my instincts."

"Believe in intuition and win is the victory of intuition; if you don't believe in intuition, you will win in the end, it is the victory of reason, the victory of despair.

Zheng Fan nodded.

look,

Look down the hillside,

On one side of the hillside, there was green grass, but on the other side, under the hillside in front of me, there were corpses all over the field, and blood flowed into rivers.

On a pile of corpses,

Zheng Fan saw Li Fusheng who was covered in blood, standing there with a big knife;

His gaze was also cast here, and he met himself.

Li Fusheng, maybe laughing;

Ha ha……

When Zheng Fan turned his head and looked around, he found that "self" had disappeared.

Look down,

Saw the "self" and stood in front of Li Fusheng.

Zheng Fan got up and started walking down.

The downhill road is much easier than the uphill road. He quickly walked down. For ordinary people, the **** sea of ​​corpses is probably the existence of **** nightmare, but for Zheng Fan, it has long been got used to.

He climbed onto the pile of corpses,

Standing in front of Li Fusheng.

Li Fusheng seemed to be still, but also dead.

Zheng Fan looked at "self" and asked; "What then?"

"This is your knot."

"I know."

"It's not just his death."

"What do you mean?"

"There is a saying, it is called taking history as a mirror, and your anxiety comes from this.

Since leading the army into the army, the journey has been smooth, but in your heart, you have asked yourself a question many times...

The problem is,

Did Li Fusheng, who left Nanmenguan, have the same mentality as yourself now?

and then? "

"I shouldn't ask you."

"Yes, I can't answer you anything."

Zheng Fan nodded and said, "I can ask him."

"Ok."

Zheng Fan looked at Li Fusheng,

At this time,

When the wind started to blow, Li Fusheng’s lips and expression also changed.

He was holding a knife,

Shouted:

"Brother Zheng, my elder brother, this time, but I'm so addicted!"

Zheng Fan still stood in front of Li Fusheng, watching calmly.

This is not a spiritual call, nor is this a sacrifice. Li Fusheng in front of him is actually exactly the same as another "self."

Myself,

It is exploring the root of the anxiety deep in my heart, and at the same time, analyzing the nature of this anxiety.

After Li Fusheng shouted these words,

Paused,

The figure staggered slightly, but he managed to hold his balance:

"The **** is still the fucker, and the piggy, but my brother, I was forced into a dead end by this piggy."

next moment,

Li Fusheng raised his head abruptly.

Staring at Zheng Fan standing in front of him,

Give out a low drink:

"Brother Zheng, don't repeat the same mistakes of brother!"

Hum!

...

King Pingxi suddenly sat up on the blanket, and beside him, the red stone swayed a few times, which probably meant: Are you ready to play?

Possibly, in Maomaru's view, it is a naive thing to be immersed in one's dreams but deliberately not to wake up.

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand,

Touched my face,

There is no such exaggerated cold sweat.

After all ~lightnovelpub.net~ this is not a nightmare.

The action of getting up shocked Chen Xianba and Liu Dahu outside. The two of them walked over immediately. They did not expect that the prince would suddenly wake up from his dream. Only when the prince woke up naturally, he made a corresponding wait for the prince to get up. Preparations.

Irregular work and rest when marching and fighting is a very normal thing.

Liu Dahu brought tea, and Chen Xianba brought a basin and towel.

Zheng Fan didn't pick up tea,

Instead, he wiped his face heavily with a towel, and then threw the towel into the basin.

Zheng Fan licked his lips,

Tao;

"Xianba."

"Lord?"

"Let's get into the set."