As soon as I opened the window, the cold air hit my face.
He Lingchuan poked his head outside, and a handful of snow fell from the treetop, hitting his forehead with a "bu".
"Phew, it's so cold."
Even the frozen soil on the front line of Xiazhou has melted and the rivers are flowing fast again, but it is still freezing here. Just from this, he knew that he was back in the Coiling Dragon Dreamland.
I haven't dreamed for several days. The cold winter air is always crisp and clean, and it makes my heart cool to take a breath.
For some reason, He Lingchuan felt particularly awake every time he entered a dream.
There was no mission today, so he planned to practice his martial arts as soon as possible. In reality, he had been marching for many days, and all his homework had been forgotten. He also planned to go out and find a good knife for himself.
Last time he was chasing monsters in the city, the leather of that thing was too hard, and the long knife he exchanged from the Pengcheng Department was cut off. So far, he still has no weapon to use.
But as soon as his hand habitually touched his waist, the person froze.
Huh? Wait!
This texture?
He Lingchuan lowered his head and saw that it was a familiar handle and scabbard, a combination he saw every day and all the time in reality.
The treasured sword is worn on the waist.
He drew the knife bit by bit, and the brilliance inherent in it came out bit by bit.
Sure enough, it’s Fu Sheng!
Isn't he dreaming?
No, he was in a dream.
He Lingchuan pulled out his sword and held it in mid-air. Well, he still used his arms and fingers just like in reality.
The feeling of being connected to each other has not diminished at all, and none of the weapons used in the dream can bring this feeling.
Is this big treasure suddenly following him into his dream because he has repaired the broken knife and renamed it? Or is it because he prayed last time and hoped to find a replacement weapon as soon as possible in his dream?
In any case, the most advantageous treasure has also appeared, which is even more powerful for him.
He flicked the blade and asked the sword: "Do you know that I am short of good weapons?"
The sword answered with a long cry.
The cold wind blew into the room, it was too cold. He Lingchuan was about to close the window when he suddenly heard a strange noise.
Click, click, click, three times in a row, as if someone pressed a clicker.
Chapter completed!