I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Dream City.

It's daytime.

When the sky broke, the people in the dream city were already waking up one after another.

For the deep sleep he fell into, the demons and people in Dream City were very calm.

After all, every year when the City Lord’s Dream Eater Palace was opened, he would fall into a deep sleep, and he was used to it now.

There are even people who have a lot of expectations for the once-a-year deep sleep, because they heard that insomnia can be cured...

After the entire Dream City was awakened, everything returned to daily life, but the patrol team in Dream City became busy.

After all, some of the monks who entered the Palace of Dreams and were finally absorbed by their masters were already dead, and only a body remained, which needed to be dealt with.

However, although the end of the Palace of Dreams of Food has left the city a bit deserted, the Tower of Dreams is still very lively.

It's just that among the lively crowd, there are three pig girls who are very melancholy, and they even secretly burned paper money for Young Master Jiang in the room.

Although they don't want to admit it, they have to face reality.

That is the son of Cannon who participated in the Palace of Dreams, but in the end he still did not escape from that world... has passed away...

Yes, pigs, pigs, pigs and three girls all think so.

Otherwise, how could Young Master Jiang not come to Qianmenglou to see himself...

When thinking of this, the three pig girls couldn't help crying, and their three hundred jin bodies lay on the floor and wept bitterly: "Brother Da Pao~~~~ You died so miserably..."

The cries are wafting, unbearable...tragically heartbroken...

At the same time, on the top floor of Qianmenglou, in the boudoir of Oiran Luoxue, Bai Qianluo was still sitting on a carved wooden bench with his legs crossed and picking his feet.

In front of her, there was still shameless thoughts.

"Unexpectedly, you have already soared in half a step."

"Looking" at the girl in front of me who was swaying on the wooden bench, wanted to say slowly.

The woman gave a playful smile: "Xiao Rong, I am over 10,000 years old, and now I have only half-stepped to ascend and there is nothing to praise, right? You were half-stepped ascended two thousand years ago, how about it? You still hate him. What is that person's name? What is the room?"

"Don't mention him again!"

The icy wind blew, and the red curtain rolled in the boudoir.

"Really, he broke his destiny Feijian for you, why can't you forgive him now? Is it really necessary to hate him for so long?"

Xiangrong turned his head stiffly to look at Bai Qianluo: "Unless he is dead!"

"..."

"Qianluo, I am not your fox clan. I can't do without a man. I won't be like your fox clan. One day, I will enter the world of Haoran and smash him into thousands of pieces!!!"

The compatible figure gradually blurred, turned into white silk smoke, and dissipated in the room, but the words still floated in the room...

"This time you fall into a dream, and the reincarnation of the man in your heart is also there."

"He?" Bai Qianluo was taken aback for a moment, then his pupils shrank suddenly, and nine long white tails swayed in the air, "Xiao Rong, who is he? Tell me!"

"Go to your exquisite sword pavilion, after meeting him, remember to come back and let me enter your dreams and try again. I am looking forward to what he will be like when you know his reincarnation status."

Xiang Rong's voice dissipated, only Bai Qianluo sat on the stool blankly, her eyes swaying, Qian's hands tightly grasping the hem of her thigh.

As if the whole boudoir was the sound of her heartbeat.

......

It was still on the hill dozens of miles away from Dream City, Jiang Lin was roasting the rabbit while holding Jiuyi in his arms, and diagnosed Jiuyi's spiritual veins.

According to Jiang Lin's understanding and analysis, Jiuyi's life syndrome is the kind of scattered soul.

This is not to say that Jiuyi's three souls and seven souls are gone or floated away.

Jiuyi's three souls and seven souls are still in his body, just in that kind of disorganized state, so he lost his cultivation and memory.

And the water of the moon spring just has the effect of condensing.

Just...

After the diagnosis, Jiang Lin Jiang was still sleeping Jiu Yi lifted high, turned over again, squeezed her little tail, and squeezed her little ears.

Obviously Jiuyi's soul has begun to condense, but why is Jiuyi's cultivation level still not moving at all?

Could it be that after the condensing of the souls is completed, Jiuyi can inspire the original cultivation base?

Or is there any adjuvant for the spring water this month?

"Brother Jiang?"

Just when Jiang Lin was in deep thought, while he placed Jiu Yi in his arms and gently followed Mao, on the other side, Zhen Xian's voice came.

"Brother Zhen, you are awake."

Jiang Lin tore off a rabbit leg and threw it to Zhen Xian.

"Brother Jiang, Senior White."

"Don't worry, Senior White is fine."

Jiang Lin told Zhen Xian about Xianrong's visit to them.

After thinking twice, Jiang Lin wanted to find a better opportunity to say it euphemistically.

But Jiang Lin decided to tell Zhen Xian what Xianrong wanted to tell as soon as possible.

[Tell that man! I can resurrect the woman named "Hongshang" in his heart, and the price is to exchange the spirit of "Hongqin".

Ask him whether to change or not. 】

What echoed in Zhen Xian's mind was the words Jiang Lin relayed to him, which lingered for a long time.

Seeing Zhen Xian's silence, Jiang Lin didn't bother either.

Jiang Lin will not make any judgments, this is his own choice.

"Thank you Brother Jiang, and ask Brother Jiang to thank the Senior White Fox for me. If there is a chance in the future, Xian will definitely repay this favor."

After a long time, Zhen Xian put down the rabbit legs wrapped in grass leaves, stood up and bent over to make a bow.

"Are you going to find Xianrong?"

"No..." Zhen Xian shook his head, "This time Xianlai Yaozu's goal is achieved. Xian wants to return to Haoran Tianxia first."

For some reason, Jiang Lin felt that Zhen Xian was evading, or he was afraid, afraid that he would stay longer in this monster clan world, and could not help heading to Dream City for a while, making the one I don’t know is right or wrong. Judge.

"Before going to Wutong Academy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Son of Kong once talked to me about you."

"Senior Kong?"

Jiang Lin nodded: "When talking about you, he once told me something like this-‘Zhen Xian is very similar to me, but I don’t want Zhen Xian to be like me’."

Listening to the words relayed by Jiang Lin, Zhen Xian squeezed his fist tightly, and then slowly loosened the squeezed fist, bending over, and Zhen Xian bowed to the younger generation:

"Thank you Brother Jiang, anyway, Xian owes Brother Jiang another favor."

"You will pay it back then." Jiang Lin got up to return the gift. "There will be a scholar who will go to Wutong Academy to ask for teaching questions. When that time comes, I will offend the expensive academy. Please take care of Brother Zhen."

"Oh? Brother Jiang said so, that scholar is definitely not easy."

"It's a woman."

"Woman?" Zhen Xian was taken aback for a moment, "That Xian is looking forward to it even more."