() "Ms. Meng, I... I'm so cold. Don't leave. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please stop being angry with me, okay?"
Being suddenly pulled, Meng Fanan's face turned red with embarrassment, and she pursed her lips coquettishly.
Dreams often open up the real world in people's hearts. The same is true for Mu Wenxuan, who is in a comatose state. He holds Meng Fan'an tightly with his palms and murmurs to himself with his heart open: "Miss Meng, Miss Meng, you
You know, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, but it's a pity...it's a pity that I came from a humble background...and I'm not worthy of you."
Hearing this, Meng Fan'an became even more shy. After all, she was a girl, and she would be helpless when faced with such things. In desperation, Meng Fan'an took a deep breath to calm herself down.
She never thought that Mu Wenxuan would say such words. She looked at Mu Wenxuan with complicated eyes and finally chose silence.
"Really, I don't know what I owed you in my previous life. I will lend this Golden Bone of Dreams to you. If the family needs it, you must remember to return it to me." Meng Fan'an pouted, secretly thinking in his heart.
Thinking of it, he then raised Mu Wenxuan's left hand, aligned the golden bones in his hand with his little finger, and gently put them together.
At this time, the golden hand bones were clearly emitting a dazzling light, and Mu Wenxuan's little finger was surrounded by a faint blue fluorescence. There seemed to be a special magic power between the two, attracting each other, and finally gradually merging together.
together.
After the fusion, a special rune clearly appeared under the pad of Mu Wenxuan's little finger. If you look closely, it looks like a dream character.
"I borrowed this from you. When I need it or find the rest of the Xingya hand bones, don't forget to return it to me." Seeing this scene, Meng Fan'an looked a little worried, probably because he was afraid of punishment at home, and muttered
He said with a small mouth.
It is estimated that due to the acquisition of the Xingya hand bone, Mu Wenxuan's forehead was obviously stretched and his breath was much calmer.
Slowly breathing a sigh of relief, Meng Fan'an thought to himself: "It seems that the records in the ancient books are correct. The Xingya finger bones can really fuse the external world with oneself."
"Fan An... Fan An, don't be angry with me. I really didn't mean to do it." At this time, he suddenly turned over, his arms happened to wrap around Meng Fan'an's waist, and he groaned hazily.
A streak of red cloud instantly appeared on Meng Fan'an's face. She stood up coquettishly, pursed her lips, and looked extremely cute. After hesitating for a long time, she finally saw that Mu Wenxuan was fine, and glared fiercely: "Enemies,
Why can't I show my cold face to you, and what's more, in my heart, I feel..." Thinking of this, Meng Fan'an didn't dare to continue thinking, because she was suddenly afraid of knowing the answer.
Thinking of this, Meng Fanan turned around in panic and walked towards the door.
...
The night was destined to be uneventful, and Mu Wenxuan indulged in familiar dreams all night long.
In the dream, the blue starry sky shines particularly brightly, the Milky Way is filled with brilliant stars, and hundreds of constellations form various shapes.
"Little guy, little guy, it's time to wake up, it's time to wake up."
Different from the past, this night, there was always a slightly vicissitudes of voice calling him in the same starry sky. The direction of the voice was extremely subtle, coming from all directions, as if it was integrated into the air, and seemed to come from thousands of stars.
In the dream, Mu Wenxuan struggled to open his eyes. In the dream, he looked dazed, full of fear and anxiety, and looked around for the direction of the sound.
I don’t know how long time passed, but in the end I still couldn’t find any figure. In this blue starry sky, I was still alone and alone.
"The dazzling starry sky shines through the mirror, the Qinghai coral paddlewheel dream, the silver feather feathers pierced through the throat, a cold-winged destiny halberd."
...
Early in the morning, the dazzling light shone on Mu Wenxuan's face through the window. He opened his eyes hazily. When he sat up, he felt very tired all over, and every joint seemed to be loose.
It was so painful and kept making crackling sounds.
"Uh...so tired."
Mu Wenxuan noticed through the window that the sun was hanging high and it was almost noon.
"It's so late? It's ruined."
He couldn't remember clearly what happened yesterday.
At this time, a bustling noise suddenly came from outside: "Brother Langya, have you heard? Sister Meng has been very close to that poor boy recently."
"Yes, yes, and I heard that he is a loser who doesn't even have a zodiac sign."
"It's true, I heard that he seemed to vomit blood while practicing yesterday."
"It's absolutely true. Forget about the constellations, he seems to be a waste who can't even absorb the power of stars."
"Ahem, okay, since he is trash, isn't it a waste of your time to talk about him?" Xiao Langya coughed a few times and continued arrogantly: "No matter who he is, I will not allow him to get close to An'er.
An'er is a woman that I, Xiao Langya, like."
"That's right, how can a commoner compare with our Brother Langya?"
There was no hesitation in these words, and they all entered Mu Wenxuan's ears.
He grinned self-deprecatingly, and cursed in his heart: "Is it God who is deliberately teasing me? He has given me two opportunities to be a human being, but yet he wants me to suffer so much." Even if his mind was as strong as his, he was still being fooled.
I am hurt by these dirty words.
"Do these people need to be so cunning and mean to make me so unbearable? Meng Fan'an, haha, how could a noble girl like her fall in love with me?" Then I remembered the night not long ago about Meng Fan'an's marriage.
, the whole person shook his head with an even more bitter smile.
Although listening to the fun and ridicule outside, his heart was full of unwillingness, but he knew that this was the fact. He was indeed a waste now, with no stars, rings, or constellations.
In addition to making him feel ironic, there were also some useful things from these words, such as the incident of vomiting blood during his practice yesterday. Another thing was that it seemed that these people did not know about Meng Fanan's marriage.
Gradually recalling what happened yesterday, Mu Wenxuan remembered that he was feeling the power of the stars around him, but at this moment, his body suddenly became very cold, as if he had fallen into the deep sea, fallen to the bottom of a valley, and endured thousands of years of ice.
generally.
"What's going on?" He shook his head in confusion, and finally sat cross-legged, preparing to enter the cultivation state and experience it again.
But at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Meng Fanan was seen slowly walking into the house.
When she saw Mu Wenxuan, she was stunned at first, then she was ecstatic: "Are you awake?"
"Well, I just woke up."
"You...what are you?" Meng Fan'an was a little surprised when he saw Mu Wenxuan sitting cross-legged, then hurriedly walked up to him and said: "Don't you want to practice here? Are you crazy? You
Do you know that cultivation must be carried out in a stable and quiet place, especially for beginners like you, if you are disturbed by outsiders, it is easy to become obsessed and fall into madness."
For some reason, what was originally a sentence out of concern became slightly sarcastic in Mu Wenxuan's ears, especially the word "beginner", which was even more harsh.
Recalling the sarcasm that came from outside the window just now, he smiled self-deprecatingly, curled his lips and said, "Do you need to take care of what I do? You are a high-ranking young lady, and I am a lowly and lowly little person. It is impossible for us to do this in the first place."
What’s the intersection?”
"You..." The whole person was stunned. Meng Fan'an never expected that Mu Wenxuan would suddenly speak to her like this. The contrast with last night must have been so great that it was difficult for her to accept it for a while.
"What am I? What's wrong with me? Does what I do have anything to do with you?" I don't know why, he has been subjected to all kinds of insults since he was a child, and he has been accustomed to it. Today, he suddenly felt particularly anxious and shouted loudly to
Meng Fanan roared angrily.
It doesn't matter what other people think of him, except Meng Fan'an, because he cares, very much, about the way Meng Fan'an looks at him.
No matter what, Meng Fanan is a girl after all, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Looking at Mu Wenxuan, she sobbed, pursed her lips, raised her sleeves to wipe away the crystal tears, and nodded stubbornly: "Okay, okay, okay."
"You go out and I will find a way to practice on my own."
"Who do you think you are? Do you think I am too careless to care about you?" Meng Fanan's voice instantly turned cold, his expression condensed, and extremely cold. After saying the words, he turned around and left with a long stride.
Seeing Meng Fan'an's leaving figure, Mu Wenxuan laughed at himself. It was just a low laugh at first, but in the end he raised his head and laughed loudly. His voice became choked when he smiled, and gradually
Mu Wenxuan's voice became calmer, but at this moment, his eyes lost focus, as if they were a soulless doll.
For a man, he doesn't care if his opponent looks down on him, but if the person who looks down on him is his most beloved, the sadness will be heartbreaking.
Slowly, Mu Wenxuan calmed down. He thought of his own efforts and the vows he had made.
Shaking his head hard to calm himself, Mu Wenxuan stood up and prepared to go out and continue practicing. He did not believe that he was a waste and secretly made a vow in his heart. No matter how difficult and hard this road was, even if he was kneeling, he would
I have to go to the end and prove that I am not a waste.
But just as he went out, a stone flew towards him and hit him directly on the forehead.
After all, he was just a mortal, and the bright red blood soon flowed down Mu Wenxuan's forehead, covering half of his face, making him look particularly oozing.
"Hey, kid, come here." At this time, three young men were sitting on the stone steps opposite Mu Wenxuan's door. They were all similar in age to Mu Wenxuan. The young man sitting on the far right pointed at Mu Wenxuan.