That night.

Xia Yan fell in dream again.

In the dream.

The boy seemed to be in a certain balance.

He stood quietly.

The world is twisted.

Several feet away from him was the pure white black shadow towering into the clouds, and the slit of half-closed pupils was filled with a greedy Mangze.

Hundreds of feet behind him were the desolate and ancient black shadows. When they came before, the buzzing and trembling sound of the Sanskrit sound returned to silence.

Above the sky, the huge fingers that fell down and filled the galaxy were hanging quietly like mysterious sculptures.

The darkness presents a strange twisted and flowing feeling.

But today, the darkness is a little different. Looking closely, it emits a red light that cannot be called red.

This kind of red seems to make the space itself turn red instead of appearing red in the space, which is extremely strange.

Xia Yan's expression moved slightly, and he looked up slightly, and saw a blood-red oil-paper umbrella floating quietly, hanging above his head with an indescribable treacherous...

From a distance, the darkness condensed into a huge twisted figure.

The umbrella handle was grabbed on the twisted figure, presenting an extremely magnificent and mysterious beauty.

With this twisted shadow holding an umbrella.

The new balance seems to have been reached.

Not only that, Bai Yanluo's eyes seemed a little heavy in the distance, and began to slowly close again.

I don't know how long it took.

Bai Yanluo's eyes were really closed.

The Sanskrit behind him also disappeared.

The fingers penetrated into the sky are like sculptures.

The red umbrella above the head actually lost its luster and became gray.

The next moment...

Xia Yan was like returning to Ninghe Palace in the imperial palace.

But... the world is pure gray.

All palaces are pure gray.

There is no one in the world.

Some are just silhouette-like landforms, buildings, mountains and rivers...

Compared with the four great shadows, mountains and rivers are like dust.

These four things have lasted forever.

Although Xia Yan couldn't move, he felt more relaxed than before.

It was that umbrella and the umbrella that helped him isolate everything.

......

Wake up from a dream.

Xia Yan opened his eyes and heard Bai Yumo and Nan Wanxiang's voices full of worry but with a slight joy.

He turned his head to look at the bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror,

His gray hair turned completely black.

It is as dark as the black flames flying above the head and the black current hanging on the ridge.

His left hand touched the bed beneath his lower body.

Several pieces of information emerged:

【Mysterious Bed】, 0.01 Heart of Spiritual Vein

【Function: Anyone who touches this bed will be forced to fall asleep... In his sleep, he cannot be damaged by any form of power]

"The price is 0.01 spiritual vein heart?"

Xia Yan was stunned.

His previous test was 1.

Is this the cost 100 times smaller?

So, my original ability to withstand about 2,000 spiritual veins mysteriously, but now it has become 200,000?

No matter how cautious he was, he could not suppress the joy in his heart... But at the same time, he felt a little apology to Chang Xi.

No matter what Chang Xi exists, at least she helped herself.

But I was so suspicious of her.

He turned his head and looked at the worried queen in front of the bed, and asked calmly: "Yu Mo, how long have I slept?"

Seeing that he looked normal, the queen burst into tears and said, "The emperor has been sleeping for half a month."

While she was talking, Nan Wanxiang had already run outside and shouted, "Your Majesty is awake, go and prepare for food~~~"

......

After a while of busyness.

Xia Yan got up.

He just felt that his spirit was unprecedentedly good.

While walking by the lake, he entered the secret realm of wind and snow again.

Chang Xi was sitting on a huge ice stone, as if humming a song containing extremely confusing music.

Xia Yan approached and shouted "Chang Xi".

The woman's skin in front of him had almost melted, leaving only a transparent light shell.

The small bone beside him was even more terrifying... that was the dense dragon body stuffed with a layer of light shell.

Xia Yan raised his left hand and patted Chang Xi and Xiao Gu casually. The two painted skins were "charged" with gray mist, and they began to return to their original state and then returned to their previous appearance as the God-Selected One.

However, after this change, they have the original temperament of two "people".

Xiaogu was even more terrified.

In fact, it is not stupid, but a kind of indifference that the evil dragon overlooks the people, but it becomes stupid when it is added to a petite girl.

Chang Xi's appearance as a girl who chose the God is a bit more charming in her bones and soul.

Even though her face was ordinary, this charming thing added two more points to her.

Xia Yan sat next to Chang Xi, looked into the distance with her, and then said softly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't question you."

"but..."

"Ha..." He lay back, his recovered legs naturally hung on the ice stones, and the coldness from his calf made Xia Yan feel a strange feeling.

Very real.

Very comfortable.

Very sound.

"Tell me, since you can do this for me, since you can shelter me from the wind and rain in your dreams, it's unreasonable to hide it, right?"

Chang Xi said softly: "Xia Yan, have you ever heard of magnets?"

Xia Yan nodded, but didn't understand why she suddenly mentioned this.

Chang Xi also lay down quietly behind him, quietly standing side by side with the young man beside him, looking up at the skeleton bird flying in the sky and the heavy snow that was falling all the time.

She opened her red lips and said, "I feel like a big magnet falling from the sky. Only when I get close to those small magnets called "Truth" will they absorb them and understand some of the fragments.

For example, when I saw you, I knew you were my husband.

When I saw you open the seventh chapter of Youying, I felt something was wrong, so I told you that you must not open the nine paths of Youying, but to open the nine paths of Candles.

I saw my skin burning, and when I saw your white hair turning black, I was worried, I suddenly realized that something was happening in your dream, and if I gave you this umbrella, you could solve this crisis.

What is this umbrella?

I have no idea.

I only understand that it is likely to have something to do with the "zhe" in Youying's fourth path.

who I am?
To be continued...