Chapter 895 Chapter eight hundred and ninety-three · "Big Brother."

  Eight thirty in the evening.

  Su Mingan put on the dream patrol helmet and entered the game "Lou Yue Kingdom".

   Lu Shu has been arranged by him in the guest room, he has driven the cloaked man to the sofa, Su Luoluo is resting in his master bedroom, and he himself is sitting at the desk. The old house of less than 80 square meters can accommodate four people, which is indeed a bit crowded.

As it was approaching the early morning, Penglai Xianxuan has entered a feverish stage, and major newspapers and websites are overwhelmingly reading: "Shocking! The people who are most likely to land on Penglai Xiandao are actually them!" The three winners!" "Why hasn't the No. 1 Dream Tourer made an appearance?" and other hot news.

Su Mingan looked at the Dream Patrol forum, all kinds of private messages and posts have almost taken up his computer, and the various forces bombarded his mailbox indiscriminately, it seems that they really want to win over him, the "No. 1 Dream Tourist" ".

  Among them, Xinyue of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance wanted to invite him. Li Yuxuan from the City Guardian Department also wanted to win him over. There are also various countries, independent cities, coalition governments, and the military all throwing olive branches to him. Su Ming'an even saw an email that read "Old Vatican Vice-Master Xiao Ying", which read: [Number One Dream Patroller, is it convenient to meet up? ], I don’t know if it’s true or not. Anyway, he didn't have any good feelings for the old Holy See. They were a group of lunatics who bombed the city for no reason.

  ... Tonight I will finish the second chapter of "Lou Yueguo".

  Su Mingan ignored any emails and pressed the [Start] button on the helmet.

  The five senses faded away slowly, white light covered Su Mingan's field of vision, and the ancient images quickly loaded in front of his eyes. When Su Mingan's feet touched the ground, he returned to the suburbs of Beijing where it was getting late.

  A round of deep yellow full moon hangs quietly between the old trees, and the gorgeous glazed tiles of the capital can be seen in the distance, and the smoke from cooking is rising. A girl with black hair and green eyes was sitting under the tree, with her head leaning against the tree trunk, her beautiful face was traced by the moonlight, her eyes were closed, her breathing fluctuated slightly, and she seemed to be in a deep sleep.

   "... Are you really still waiting here?" Su Mingan said to himself.

   When leaving the game in the morning, he told Chaoyan to let Chaoyan wait for him here. But in fact, he didn't have any hope for this, and it turned out that after more than ten hours, Chao Yan was really still waiting for him here.

   Chao Yan leaned against the tree trunk, her body was stained with dew, and her floral dress was covered with broken leaves. When Su Mingan approached, she opened her eyes like a vigilant wolf, but the moment she saw him, her originally cold eyes quickly returned to softness.

   "You're finally back." Chao Yan yawned and stood up.

   "You... have been waiting here?" Su Mingan asked.

   "Yeah." Chao Yan took a few steps closer: "This is the suburb of Beijing, and there are wild beasts infesting. I'm just an orphan girl in a small village, and I dare not wander around."

  Moonlight shone on her pale face, she blinked, and smiled at Su Mingan: "By the way, I have a gift for you."

"ah?"

   Chaoyan took out a stalk of dogtail grass from behind, and handed it to Su Mingan: "For you."

Su Mingan stared at the dog's tail grass, then looked at Chaoyan's smile, with puzzled eyes - he really couldn't understand the brain circuit of this orphan girl in the small village, sometimes she was as merciful as a **** who could save the world. Tolerating the oppression of her by the greedy villagers for several years, and sometimes being indifferent like a demon, turning a blind eye to the villagers who died beside her, pushing their corpses away with her own hands.

   Just like now, she suddenly sent him the dog's tail grass, her actions were illogical.

   "Why..." Su Mingan took the dogtail grass. It's really just an ordinary dog's tail grass, without any special place, it looks like a small feather duster, very ugly.

   "I just want to give you a gift." Zhao Yan smiled: "Let's go."

   "Chaoyan, have we met before?" Su Mingan still wanted to confirm this question. When we first met her, it was so strange that she was about to cry. Moreover, the more he got along with her, the more familiar he felt.

   Chaoyan's forward steps paused, her jet-black ponytail swaying slightly behind her head, like a flag in the wind.

  Her bright red lips opened, then quickly closed, and then a perfectly curved smile appeared. The floral skirt sizzled in the night wind, like the sound of white doves flapping their wings.

  She turned her head and looked at him with a flawless expression:

   "Maybe."

   She blinked:

   "...maybe, in your dream."

  …

  【Beijing Suburb · Penglai Xianxuan】

  On the high platform, Jing and the princess looked at the ring with their cheeks in their hands.

   "...It should be these three people." She whispered.

  Penglai Xianxuan has entered the countdown. In the end, the three winners left in the ring were almost as expected—

   The first place, a young man with black hair and red pupils. The young man was tall and tall, with indifferent eyes, standing on the stage with a black knife in his hand. The blood-red cloak behind him is like a swaying banner, and the thick silver armor on his body is engraved with dragon head patterns. He just stood on the ring, and no one dared to challenge his position - the young man was General Lou Yue Yi Zhongyu, who was also a very famous dream watcher in this world.

  Second place, a girl with black hair and black eyes. Her hair was combed into a twist and hung behind her head. She was dressed in a light and transparent red gauze, holding a flexible blood-colored ribbon, and blood and shattered internal organs were sprinkled on the ground at her feet. Obviously, her enemies have all suffered misfortune, which shows that she is murderous and has a vicious mind—this woman is Zou Yuqing, the witch of the Demon Cult.

  The last one is a white-haired man holding a long sword. He looks very handsome, like a big brother next door who doesn't feel any threat. But the long sword he held was covered with scars. It was obvious that he had experienced many battles, and there was a murderous aura on his body.

   "It seems that the candidate will not change any more." A handsome young man said: "You can decide the candidate in advance, I don't want to sit here anymore."

   "Second brother, be patient and wait until the time is over." Jinghe said to the princess.

The second prince shook his head: "Who else can beat the three of them? They are all fourth-rank talisman masters. I really can't think of anyone else in this world who will come to participate in this Penglai fairy election. Those hermits know in their hearts, Maybe Penglai Xiandao won't get any benefits at all, after all, I haven't seen a fairy with my own eyes, who knows if there is one? Say yes, big brother."

  Xiao Jingsan nodded against the eldest prince's face, playing with the waist card in his hand.

  His mind is not on this Penglai Xianxuan at all. Now, the real eldest prince has disappeared, and the scandal of the royal family may be exposed at any time. If the national teacher let the eldest prince go...

   "It's not time yet, let's wait." Jing and the princess said.

  Below the high position of the royal family, there are a large number of people watching the excitement. The common people crowded under the ring, shoulder to shoulder, the number exceeded ten thousand.

  Because it has entered the night, many people who are afraid of "abnormality" have returned home. But there are still many people who are not afraid of death staying here, wanting to read the results of the final immortal election. The three in the arena are already the final winners of the melee, if no one challenges them, the candidates will be finalized soon.

  Yi Zhongyu looked up at the moonlight tonight.

  Zou Yuqing shook the ribbon in his hand in boredom, licking the blood on his mouth lightly, with a charming and dangerous demeanor.

  The third white-haired young man lowered his head intently, looking at the blade in his hand, and gently stroking the blade with his fingers, as if the sword was his lover.

  People held their breaths, waiting for the countdown of Penglai Xianxuan to end little by little, and the candidate was about to be finalized.

   At this moment, Yi Zhongyu suddenly made a sound.

   "Your Highness the Second Prince, Your Highness the Princess." Yi Zhongyu cupped his hands on the high platform, as if he had something to say.

  The second prince was slightly taken aback, not knowing what General Yi was going to say: "Say it."

   "—I heard that the royal family has imprisoned the real eldest prince for a long time, secretly doing some dark and private things. I don't know if this is true?" Yi Zhongyu suddenly said loudly.

  He deliberately didn't point out the fact that "the eldest prince is a qualified person", so as not to make the situation of the eldest prince more dangerous. But just pointed out the matter of substitutes.

  Yi Zhongyu knew in his heart that since the role of the No. 1 Dream Watcher possessed by the present world was "Elder Prince Su Shaoqing", he wanted to help the First Prince regain his identity. He is not hostile to the No. 1 Dream Watcher like those rumors from the outside world. They are all dream patrollers fighting for human beings. No matter what the status of the first dream patroller is, he only wants to help each other, not to be jealous.

  Yi Zhongyu's words shocked everyone.

   "You, you—!" The second prince stood up as if his **** was on fire, Jing and the princess also showed shock in their eyes. Thousands of people in the audience exclaimed even more, and in an instant, rumors spread throughout the venue. And there are faint traces of spread, which intensified like a vegetable market.

   "General Yi has been fighting on the frontier all year round, and he has heard a lot of rumors in the market, but they must not be true!" An old man quickly spoke out, pointing the finger at Yi Zhongyu.

Yi Zhongyu refused to budge: "Since that's the case, can you let me check the face of the eldest prince? I have mastered one of the 'methods', the 'disguise' talisman. If the eldest prince on the stage is not genuine, let me Just touch it and you'll know."

  Yi Zhongyu's words made the old man tremble.

  Xiao Jingsan squinted his eyes, showing danger.

   "Presumptuous! Yi Zhongyu! How can you doubt the eldest prince, even if you are a hero, you must not be so presumptuous! Step down!" On the side, the big and round prime minister stood up and scolded Yi Zhongyu in the hall.

   "Why are you so secretive, can't you see it?" Yi Zhongyu still didn't back down, and immediately shouted, quite like "come and scold each other".

   "You, you..." The second prince's face was pale, he glanced at Xiao Jingsan beside him, and then at Yi Zhongyu in the ring.

   "If it's not a guilty conscience, why can't you see it?" Zou Yuqing added fuel.

   "Presumptuous! It's against the sky!" The prime minister cursed angrily. Seeing that the audience was getting more and more chaotic, he wanted to call the royal guardian to suppress Yi Zhongyu and completely suppress this matter. But suddenly felt the sky brighten—

-at this time.

   "Shuh-!"

  A metal disc shining with a dazzling blue light fell from the sky.

  The edge of the disc is equipped with a high-saturation LED blue light, flickering crazily with the breathing rate, causing people to block their eyes.

   "Shua-shua-shua!"

  The light effect is extremely dazzling, like a sharp sword piercing people's pupils. Like a spinning UFO.

"What's this?"

   "What? Why is it so bright?"

  This high-tech metal product suddenly broke into the quaint arena, just like Godzilla stepped into a primitive village.

  The common people backed away, covering their faces, for fear that this was some kind of terrifying talisman weapon.

  Amidst the flickering light, people saw—a black-haired young man with a high ponytail was holding a piece of dogtail grass, standing on top of the mechanical wheel, and the ink-colored robe was blowing up with the wind, like an ink painting outlined in the air.

  As the mechanical disc slowly fell between the rings, everyone could see clearly the appearance of the young man on the disc. In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Xiao Jingsan on the high platform—

  The faces of the two are clearly the same.

  At this moment, Yi Zhongyu just shouted that "the royal family has imprisoned the real eldest prince for a long time", piercing into their hearts like an ice pick. Whether it was the common people who came to see the play, or people from all walks of life, martial arts knights, real leaders, and people of evil ways, they all realized in an instant that they might have witnessed a terrifying truth.

"this…"

"I am not wrong, right."

   "Is it true..."

   The discussion broke out in an instant, people's faces were full of shock and anger, and the high and low voices spread like crazy.

  Yi Zhongyu looked at Su Mingan on the mechanical disc with a friendly expression. Zou Yuqing covered her mouth and snickered, feeling amused by the matter of the royal double. The white-haired young man stared blankly at Su Mingan on the mechanical disk, and clenched the sword in his hand.

  The second prince clenched his fists and leaned weakly on the chair. He knew in that instant—it was all over.

  The eldest prince who obviously doesn’t even have the strength to walk, the eldest prince who has been imprisoned by bloodletting for a long time—why did he appear here driving such a strange disc?

Why?

  How on earth did he escape?

"boom."

  Su Mingan jumped off the disc with Chaoyan, and met tens of thousands of high and low gazes. He ignored these gazes, looked at the members of the royal family on the high platform, and walked straight towards them.

   "...big brother."

  When Su Mingan passed by the third ring, the white-haired youth called out to Su Mingan.

   "... Mo Yan?" Hearing this familiar address, Su Ming'an instantly turned his head and looked at the white-haired young man.

The white-haired young man nodded, his face was full of surprises, he raised the sword in his hand, and there were still traces of the signature of the sixth world on the sword: "That's great, it's really big brother, we are actually in a vice... "

   "Shhh." Su Mingan shook his head, "Let's talk about it after I've dealt with it."

  Mo Yan nodded immediately with a cute expression.

  Su Mingan walked straight towards the high platform, the sword of Arman was raised, and the tip of the sword pointed at the old emperor who was too scared to speak on the high platform.

  The emperor stared at Su Mingan who was getting closer and closer. He never imagined why such a powerless eldest prince would suddenly lose control.

  Su Mingan's sword pointed directly in the direction of the emperor.

   "Get off."

  (end of this chapter)