: 2137, not a dream is so simple

The voice in the dream is so real, and the feeling of her cultivation of the mind is so real, but she can't find any traces of people or creatures that have appeared in the house of colorful ice.
Taking a deep breath, she carefully examined her own Dantian. After discovering that her strength has indeed improved a lot, she patted her own cold face, first returning to the marriage space to take a bath and change clothes.
She soaked in the water for a while before she left.
Outside the colorful ice hut, Xue Yihan was sitting outside and talking to the Red Devils. When he saw the Chaos baby coming out, he immediately walked over to her.
"How is the face so pale?" Xue Yihan slightly twisted his eyebrows and raised his hand to touch her little cold face.
"Is my face bad?" Ming Mist Yan patted her face and slammed it twice.
She just felt that her body and face were a little cold, until there was no other discomfort.
Xue Yihan took her wrist and looked at it carefully. When she didn't feel the abnormality of the Chaos baby, his heart was even more puzzled.
"Does that cottage make you uncomfortable?"
Mingwu Yan shook his head. "No, that is..."
Speaking of this, she paused. "I didn't practice in it. I fell asleep after practicing. Later, there was a voice in my dream to talk to me. I also taught me a set of mind... ..."
She said what happened in the hut to Xue Yihan, and then leaned her head in his arms.
She was a little cold, but the body of Xue Yihan was so warm and comfortable. She really didn't want to leave at all, just wanted to stick to him.
Xue Yihan saw a rare chaotic baby, and she hugged her up and let her lean on his side by the soft couch.
In the dream of Chaos Baby, it is obvious that it is not as simple as a real dream.
He placed his palm on the forehead of the Chaos baby and passed a warm power in his body to the Chaos baby. He found his body warming up and he was relieved.
At this time, the Red Devils came over and looked at the quiet and painful face of Yan.
"Is it okay?"
Xue Yihan tapped his head and took a thin blanket to cover the child of Chaos. His hand gently stroked her back.
"hungry?"
The fog whispered softly. "Not hungry, I want to sleep with you for a while."
It was obvious that I was only attached to the warmth of Xue Yihan, but I suddenly fell asleep.
She closed her eyes and wrapped her hands around the waist of the snow. She only fell asleep during a few breaths.
The red devil stared at Yan Biaotou, who was already asleep at this moment. He thought thoughtfully: "I feel that she seems to be tired, not as if she has no cultivation."
Xue Yihan sneaked his head. "It may be that she really learned a set of minds, and she was exhausted to a certain extent, otherwise she would not be so cold."
The Red Devils were silent. They kept guarding outside the hut. They didn’t see anyone entering. They didn’t even see the birds and insects. Who would have taught Yan Biaotou’s mind?
At this time, the Lord of the Moon and the Lord of the Flower Temple came back.
When he saw his daughter falling asleep in the arms of the king, he was slightly confused. "Is Yan is too tired?"
"She's fine, just sleep." Xue Yihan responded and then looked down at the chaotic baby in his arms again.
She slept very deeply, and she entered deep repair sleep, and her body temperature was gradually recovering. The pale face began to have blood, but he still felt a little worried.
The Ming Dynasty Emperor did not dare to quarrel with his daughter, and he sat on the other side with the Lord of the Flower, and looked at it from time to time.
After a long time, the bright fog was only awakened, and after waking up, her whole person was refreshed.
She squinted at the snow that seemed to maintain a posture for a long time without moving, and the little hand gently licked his leg.
However, she has not been squatted twice, and her hand was caught by Xue Yihan.
"Is it still tired?"
Mingwu smiled and shook his head. "Not tired, not cold."
"What do you want to do now?" Xue Yihan gently caressed her long hair, and her heart was soft.
"Eating." Mingwu Yan stunned the waist of Xue Yihan, and his eyes were full of smiles.
"Then I will do it for you." Xue Yihan kissed her face, and then she released her hand and stood up.
Mingwuyan also sat up straight, and this time she discovered that the Red Devil and her sister were looking at her, her face was slightly red.
She just saw that she was only Xue Yihan, and she did not find other people around her.
She found that her brain seemed to have a short circuit.
The red devil saw Yan Yan's head blushing and said with a smile: "Yan Yantou, come here and sit."
The bright fog licked his hair, and he sat down between himself and the red devil.
"Yan, you are fine, just before I look at your face is not very good. It is cultivation, and can not be transferred." Ming Yuehuang sighed.
The misty face is slightly stunned. "Hey, you said this, I suddenly felt that I had been practicing the transition before. No, I feel that I was under control."
Her voice just fell, and Xue Yihan, who was holding something on the other side, came again.
The Red Devil was also slightly surprised. "Is it controlled?"
Yan Shutou is now free from the spiritual power and various restrictions of the world of God, and she can be controlled by people. It is impossible to imagine how powerful the people behind this scene are.
Mingwu nodded. "The voice said let me learn from him. Then I was out of control. But I can obviously feel that there is a wonderful way of working in my body, and my spiritual power is also It has really grown a lot."
The Red Devil looked at the cold and whispered: "Is it difficult to pass on?"
In addition to the power of inheritance, he could not think of other possibilities.
Because he and the cold are kept out, they really don't see any suspicious people, even the suspicious energy fluctuations are not.
Ming Mist Yan was silent for a while: "It's not like the power of inheritance, he can talk to me. Yes, he also said that people who haven't seen the family of God for a long time come here? I just said that the world of God is not Can someone use God to rob the sword and the demon sword? Do you know what he answered me?"
The Red Devil shook his head. "What did he say?"
Mingwu Yan looked up and looked at Xue Yihan, hesitated for a moment: "He said: I know a lot. The witch demon can win the blood of the gods, but it is not a me, it is a fake god. After the robbery. Well, study with peace of mind, what you want to know, you will understand later. If you don't study well, people around you will die all over the world."
"Is it all dead in the world of God?" Xue Yihan repeated one sentence in an unpredictable way.
Mingwuyan is a little dumbfounded. It’s hard to see the focus of Xue Yihan’s listening.