After leaving Chiyang City, Jun Wan went all the way to the west. He heard that you could go to the demon tribe there and it was also a gathering place for demon cultivators.
Man Luo was very puzzled by Jun Wan's behavior: "Why are you so interested in monsters and demons?"
Jun Wan thought for a moment: "Are you curious?"
Man Luo rolled his eyes at her: "Can't you see that I am such a big monster in front of you?"
Jun Wan glanced at him: "The demon clan doesn't only have foxes. Are you not allowed to see the others?"
Man Luo held it in for a long time, then spit out two words fiercely: "Scumbag."
Are other monsters more beautiful than him? Are they more powerful than him? Are they clingy and easy to push down?
Ignorant scumbag!
Jun Wan laughed. Man Luo's temper was really getting worse, but it didn't matter if she scolded her, as long as she wasn't clingy.
It's not that she doesn't want to be bullied, she simply can't stand his tantrums.
Without much power to suppress it, Jun Wan only wanted to go to the Monster Clan for a while, but she was not in a hurry. She walked and stopped along the way to see the different landscapes and feng shui.
The moonlight was thick, the sky and the earth were shrouded in moonlight, and the two of them were drinking together on the top of a cliff.
After Man Luo drank two glasses of wine, she wanted to be drunk and seduce someone, but Jun Wan directly turned her back into a fox.
The scenery was so beautiful that I unconsciously drank too much and leaned against the big tree behind me, feeling drowsy.
It was a rare time to relax, I just wanted to have a good sleep, but I never thought I could dream.
I have been thinking about it for more than ten years but still can't dream. I have no intention of sleeping lightly, but the dream comes.
Seeing the familiar Qiwu Courtyard, Jun Wan was not excited. She picked up the skirt of her palace dress and walked quickly. She just wanted to see that person now.
As if she had a telepathic connection, she saw Yan Chen walking towards her as soon as she left the door.
She looked at him dreamily, not so excited, only full of greed and attachment.
Now that she can look at her one more time, she feels that it is a gift from God to her.
"Ah Chen." She called him in a low voice, fearing that the sound would be too loud and break the illusion.
She missed him so much, wanted to dream about him so much, but she knew very well that this was just a dream, a delusion, and an obsession that wouldn't go away.
I know too clearly that I am hopeless, so I think even my dreams are a gift.
She also swallowed the honey coated with arsenic, wishing for it.
She did not pounce on him like last time, but walked towards him slowly and slowly.
Standing still in front of him, reaching out to touch the hem of his clothes, sighing with nostalgia, full of affection: "Ah Chen, it's so good to see you. I know this is just a dream and I will never see you in reality, but even if it's a dream, I
I am willing to do so."
"Can you come to my dreams a few more times? That way I won't worry about forgetting your face. Even if it's just a dream... I want you to be with me for the rest of my life."
Suppressing her choked voice, she whispered her feelings in a low voice, and then gently approached his arms.
Don't think about why he didn't speak, don't think about why he didn't hug her.
It's just a dream, as long as she can see it, she won't expect too much.
She stood up for a moment, stretched out her hand to hold Yan Chen's hand, and wanted to walk with him and talk to him.
But at this moment, Yan Chen took the initiative to hold her back, and the tolerant strength came, and the surprise overwhelmed Jun Wan. However, the moment she raised her head and saw the face of the person in front of her clearly, she heard the sound of blood congealing into ice.
The man in red clothes had flying ink hair, and she knew that face, but it was no longer Yan Chen, but Emperor Jiuchen.
When his eyes touched those blood-red emotionless eyes, Jun Wan immediately let go and stepped back: "Why...are you here?"
This was her dream, how could he appear?
Di Chen:...He also wanted to know why he appeared.
Twice, he appeared in her dreams twice, and the object seemed to be the person she loved deeply.
But he and she have always been strangers.
Last time he swung the person away before she noticed him. This time he wanted to do the same, but he couldn't lift his hand for some reason.
The reason is unknown.
Sensing that something was wrong with her mood, her blood-red eyes revealed a hint of doubt, and she asked Jun Wan: "How do you lure me into a dream?"
This is a good question, she wants to know too.
"I don't know. Last time I fell asleep for the first time in front of His Majesty's shrine. This is the second time."
Di Chen looked around: "Where is this place?"
Jun Wan: "The human world...can't be said to be the human world, it's the human world in my dream."
Although she was not familiar with Emperor Jiuchen, he was the only one who could enter her dream. The last time she could enter her dream was in his palace, so Jun Wan did not hide it from him and wanted to know the reason for her dream through him.
"When I was cultivating the ghost body, I failed to survive the tribulation and almost entered the Shura Dao. In order to protect me, my brother borrowed the Xuantian Mirror to help me survive the tribulation. This is where I stay in the Xuantian Mirror."
"That person just now... is my husband."
Di Chen has no emotions. He was born to kill and was born as a god. Naturally, he cannot have the emotions and desires of ordinary people, and he does not need to survive those disasters.
The only goal is to become powerful and then suppress the demons.
Nothing has changed in thousands of years, and now for the first time he felt confused.
Di Chen didn't have so many twists and turns in his mind. Since he was confused, he solved it.
He raised his hand and touched Jun Wan's brow with one finger: "Don't resist, I won't hurt you."
Jun Wan's little ability was naturally not enough given his ability to destroy heaven and earth. She couldn't resist, and he had no ill intentions, so she let him go.
But Jun Wan didn't expect that Di Chen actually wanted her memory.
From her birth to the human world, her first and second lives, her embarrassment and sorrow, her unwillingness to suffer, and her scheming were all seen by him.
Jun Wan subconsciously wanted to resist. This feeling of being stripped naked and looked at from the inside out was really embarrassing.
Di Chen grabbed her and held her half in his arms. In a voice without any emotion, he said softly: "Don't move."
These words were not words of comfort, but they strangely soothed Jun Wan's anxiety at this moment.
I can't resist, I just let it go, but the feeling of having my memory dug out is really uncomfortable.
Jun Wan was dizzy and her consciousness was a little unstable. Di Chen finally withdrew his hand.
He caught Jun Wan who almost fell to the ground, glanced around, carried her to the couch nearby, and put her down stiffly but gently.
Jun Wan lay down for a while before she woke up. Di Chen was still there, sitting next to her.
The memory has been seen, there is no secret at all...forget it, I have already seen it anyway.
"Your Majesty, can you find a way?" She has been so embarrassed, there must be a result.
Di Chen turned his head, his brows furrowed so hard that he could not relax, and there was an unprecedented hesitation on his face, as if Jun Wan was a very difficult problem.
There was silence for a long time, it seemed that there was no solution, and it seemed that the problem was too serious.
Finally, under Jun Wan's unblinking gaze, he slowly uttered a question: "That man's soul power... seems to come from this emperor."
Jun Wan raised his head suddenly, as if he didn't understand, what does it mean that the soul power comes from him?