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~: Three hundred and forty-seven. Bishop Sa

(Two more)

After driving Platinum Bishop Saras and a hundred Wuhundian Soul Masters out of the dream space, Yang Ming found that he did not immediately quit the dream, perhaps because the outer body had not yet woken up.

With the help of the physique of the king of dreams obtained from the hearthstone legend Ysera, Yang Mingwa traveled through the dreams of all beings and found one strange dream after another.

Things that humans think about during the day often appear in the dream after entering the dream at night. This is called day and night.

And human beings are the most emotional creatures. All emotions of anger, joy, surprise, and fear will construct dream dreams, and also make Yang Ming have an eye-opening feeling.

I don't know how long it has been floating, but Yang Ming found himself in a strange dream. The dream is a Tiandoucheng inn, where two people are talking.

The two, old and young, happened to be familiar faces of Yang Ming.

The old man was dressed in a well-cut red robe, the folds on his face were clearly visible, and his eyes were deep and full of wise light. Who is not Platinum Bishop Saras?

And the other, Feng Xiaotian, who has already "dead", the dialogue between the two clearly entered Yang Ming's ear.

"Young people, there is only one chance. If you miss it, you will miss it forever, especially the one you love. If you miss it, you will regret it for a lifetime. You really want to see your loved one and other men. Going together and laughing, treating you like a passer-by, you don’t care?

Yang Ming clearly saw that after Bishop Salas of Platinum said these words, Feng Xiaotian lowered his head, his shoulders tremble slightly, and his complexion showed a terrible look after several times. Obviously, his heart was suffering.

But in the end, Feng Xiaotian showed a firm look in his eyes, saying:

"Yang Ming, you forced me!"

Yang Ming was standing in the corner of the dream inn, watching this scene quietly, with some funny feelings in his heart.

It turned out that the truth was like this?

Feng Xiaotian just misunderstood that Fire Dance liked himself, so out of jealousy or vinegar, he promised the plan of Platinum Bishop Saras?

Then...

This dream is obviously not the platinum bishop Saras just after Yang Ming's defeated spirit, but the wind and laugh genius who was caught in the state of suspended animation.

After all, fake death is not real death, it just falls into a deep sleep.

"So it turns out."

Yang Ming's eyes showed a thoughtful look and secretly said:

"Now that I have found the truth, then I have to find a way to tell this story to Jian Dou Luo Chenxin, please tell him to tell Ning Fengzhi, let him help clarify the facts, and let me out of the Wuhun Palace."

"It's just that the question is coming. Now the Templars see me very tightly, and I don't even give me the opportunity to talk to Jian Dou Luo Chenxin, how should I convey this news?"

Yang Ming scratched his head and felt that this matter seemed a bit tricky.

Walking around in his realm, looking at the grotesque scenes around him, he slapped his head violently, and the light flashed in his mind, saying:

"I'm stupid, I can convey my message through dreams!"

Just do it.

Yang Ming immediately started to work, and after breaking away from Feng Xiaoxiao's dream, he began to search for Qining Fengzhi's dream nearby.

There are very few people in Tiandou City and there are millions of people. If you want to find a person's dream in the dream of a million people, it is not a haystack.

But fortunately, Yang Ming has perseverance and perseverance. If you can't do it in one night, you can always find Ning Feng's dream in two nights.

What Yang Ming didn't know was that Ning Fengzhi was running around for his affairs. He almost didn't close his eyes in the past two days and was busy in the investigation. So tonight, Yang Ming's efforts will be futile.

Overnight.

In the early morning of the following day, a Templar had not seen Platinum Bishop Saras coming out of the Chamber of Secrets for a long time. Fearing that he might have an accident, he chose to pry the door into the Chamber of Secrets.

However, unlike the templar's imagination, there were not many accidents that entered the eyes. One hundred martial arts soul masters, including Bishop Saras of Platinum, stayed intact in the secret room... …

It's strange!

But I saw that among the 100 Soul Masters, there are only more than 70 left, and the heads of more than 20 Soul Masters have exploded. They have long collapsed in a pool of blood, and the closed chambers are filled with a thick The strong **** smell and the smell of the body make the nose smelly.

If it weren't for the Templar to see more dead people, he might have been lying on the ground and vomiting.

Even so, the Templar's face was absolutely unsightly, and he hurried to the platinum bishop Saras, squatted on the knee with his knees, and said humbly:

"Master Saras, are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, the bishop Saras Eyes of Platinum no longer saw the shrewdness and deepness of the past. Instead, he revealed a sense of cleanliness like a newborn baby, and looked at the Templar with curiosity up and down. Say something that makes the other party scorched black inside and out, saying:

"Dad, I want to drink milk!"

The Templar knight was stiff and looked at the platinum bishop, who is famous for his wisdom in the Wuhun Palace, with a deadly gaze, wondering if the other party was using him as a joke.

Joke, even if you call my dad, you still have to drink milk, is there a mistake!

Of course, the Templar was extremely indignant, but he didn't dare to collide with each other. He was afraid that an accidentally angered Platinum Bishop Saras would wear shoes for him in minutes.

However, in the dream world, Bishop Saras has been hammered by Yang Ming, causing great trauma in his spirit The child's head is like a watermelon-like roar.

Even if he was lucky enough to survive, Platinum Bishop Saras has become a mentally handicapped, like a hungry child asking his father for milk, the old hands clenched the armor of the unlucky Templar The edge, never let go, just a force:

"Dad, I want to drink milk, drink milk, drink milk!"

The important thing has to be repeated three times!

This Templar is about to collapse in my heart, sir, don't play me like that, okay, where will my milk come for you to drink.

Ah wrong, even if I have, how can I give you this old immortality?

Seeing that Bishop Saras of Platinum was about to take off his armor and even put his mouth close, the Templar hit the cold and pushed the other side over...

This push directly pushed Platinum Bishop Saras to the ground.

Then he cried.