Vol 2 Chapter 1607: how about you?

Chapter 1607, what about you?
The air is just right, the sun is soft and warm on the body, and there is a gentle wind, shaking the hair falling on the shoulders.
The weather is a rare pleasure.
I can stay with myself but I can't help myself.
She still doesn't know, what is it here? Even if it is a reality or a dream, she doesn't know it.
If it is a dream, it is too real, the kind of breeze sweeping the cool touch of the fingertips, the height of the hair when the hair is floating, and the shadows and shadows under the clouds, in the dream that Xiliu has done in the past, absolutely It is impossible to simulate such a detail. And most importantly, she can also think deeply.
It looks like it is in reality, but it is just "like."
Because she really said that this is a reality, she is somewhat hesitant. Because she can't perceive a trace of energy, not only does she not feel the magic in the wind, but even if she feels nothing about the thinking space, even the ability to control the quality of water disappears.
She is now as weak as a mortal, or she is now a mortal.
This situation is not at all like reality.
"If it is a dream, I should still be in my own dreams." He said, if she is in a dream, she can change the surrounding illusion, why not try to change the surrounding environment?
In the end, Xiliu failed, and she could not make any changes to her surroundings.
"Isn't this my dream here, isn't it really a reality? Or, I am still playing against Onassis now, I am caught in the illusion created by Onassis?" Think of all kinds of possibilities.
In the joy of thinking about the Greeks, there was a sudden sound of footsteps not far away.
Xiliu suddenly looked back.
However, I saw a figure behind me, and I didn’t know when he appeared. He was slowly coming towards Xiliu.
Without the perception of mental power, Xiliu could only see the outline of the person at the beginning. Until he approached, Xiliu noticed that the person was actually an acquaintance.
"Angel? Are you also dragged in by Onassis?" Not long ago, Xiliu’s brain hole diverged, feeling that he might be in the illusion created by Onassis, when he saw Angel, the subconscious said Come out.
Angel: "...ah?"
After Xiliu finished speaking, he closed his mouth: "I just seemed to be jealous. I mean, how can you be here?"
Is this not the illusion of Onassis, but the illusion created by Angel? Xiliu whispered. With Angel's ability, it should be possible to create this illusion that shields her energy.
Anger smiled: "Do you think this is a fantasy?"
"Is not it?"
"Of course not." Anger shook his head: "This is a dream."
I hope to shake my head with consciousness. This is a dream, and it is too real. It’s not a dream at all, and if it’s a dream...
Are you imagining it?

Xiliu lowered his head and said: "I obviously don't like Angel, why do you think of him in my dreams? Shouldn't it be influenced by Shan?"
Anger looked at Xi’s whisper from his own self, and couldn’t help but press his bloated eyebrows. Did he not find that he left this self-talking character? And still speak to others in front of others.
"You are not dreaming of me, I brought you to my dreams." Angel said.
Xiliu looked suspiciously at Angel, she still did not believe.
Anger sighed and explained again: "I have learned some dreams, I took the Dream Bridge directly and brought you to my site."
Seeing Angel's expression, Xiliu was somewhat hesitant: "Is this really a dream?"
That is why it is so true, her thinking is as clear as reality. It’s totally different from her own dreams. Is this a dream that a formal wizard can create?
"Of course, here is the dream, what do you think of it?"
Xi left nodded: "If this is a dream, it is also very good. My thinking is so clear..." In reality, because of physical physiology, even if she wakes up, there is a period of drowsiness and a period of drowsiness. Will be completely awake. Therefore, she wants to get such a clear thinking, not only to fight against sleep, but also to confront physical difficulties, very rare.
"If I can always do such a dream, just fine." Xiliu is very emotional, even if she has no power in this dream, but her thinking is not limited, she can think about many problems, will waste time Make up in your sleep.
Angel: "Maybe your vision will come true soon."
Hehe hesitated to look at Angel, although she really enjoyed this clear-cut dream, but if she ran to Angel's dream every day, she personally felt very awkward.
Angel did not explain much. Here is the wilderness of dreams. He brought in the Greeks, just want to see the attitude of Xiliu.
It seems that the effect is very good now. Xi Liu immediately discovered the difference between the wilderness of dreams and the dreams he had made.
As for the future, when the dream is open to the wild, Angel will definitely give Xi a position. As a friend, he hopes that the wilderness of dreams will help Xiliu.
"I brought you to this dream this time. In fact, there are some things I want to ask you." Angel said.
Xiliu looked at Anger, paused and confirmed again: "Are you really Anger?"
"Nature, in reality, you are still in the medical room. Nausica, Shan and others are guarding you."
"I am in the medical room? It seems that I did lose to Onassis." Xiliu indulged for a moment and asked: "My injury... Is it heavy?"
"Not heavy, even there is no obvious injury in your body." Angel shrugged. "As a result, I will come in and ask you about what happened in the ring. Why did you eat before?" Pharmacy, but suddenly fell asleep?"
"Actually, I am also confused." Xiliu pondered for a moment: "I found out that once I wanted to fall down on the stage, my memory clip disappeared at a rapid speed..."
The situation that Xi Liu said is also in line with the news that Anger got from Saab. People who basically fight with Onassis will lose the memory of the battle more or less.
Xiluton paused: "However, perhaps because it is a dream, the memory disappears quickly, but the memory of Onassis is slowly covered up by a layer of dust. If you are really Anger, then Just right, when my memory has not completely disappeared, I can help me record it."
Xiliu recalled the scene at the time -
Onassis’s face is blurred, but other scenes in the ring, Xiliu remembers.
Including the lines of the platform, the call of the surrounding audience, and the whispers that come with the wind...
She stayed back to think about the whole game. She never found out what was wrong. Only the whispers in the wind made her wonder.
The whisper in the wind is not like talking to a person, but rather like a message blown by the wind.
This feeling is like a person walking alone in the street, smelling a scent of flowers as he passes through a courtyard. The wind blows the garden in the courtyard, bringing the fragrance out, so that the pedestrian can't help but stop.
This was the case at the time of Xiliu, but it was not a floral scent but a whisper.
The content of whispers is a sentence -

The land is full of things, the sun and the moon show that time is changing, the lighthouse represents the trough, and the stars mean the distance. The hurricane brings frost, and the fire is off the clothes.

"how about you?"
(End of this chapter)