I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

When did you start to have such thoughts about Princess Changming?

He didn't know either.

He didn't even realize it until the dream came.

But his dream was about the evil and ambitious Princess Changming.

In the dream, she was dressed in red, with her shoulders half exposed, and she hooked her arm towards him with extreme charm and allure.

He gave her a provocative and seductive smile.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

He pressed her under him, listening to her moans and pleas for mercy.

Yang Wuqiu took a deep breath, cleared his mind of all distracting thoughts, and looked coldly at Xiao Rao who was running away and chattering at the same time.

"Mr. Xiao, don't think I dare not kill you."

"Oh my, you're threatening me again. We're still on the same boat. Maybe we'll be killed together by that dead bird later."

"Xiao Rao!" Yang Wu begged for mercy. Who would be tied to the same rope with this shameless man?

But when it comes to talking skills, Yang Wuqiu, who has always been taciturn, cannot beat Xiao Rao even if he has ten mouths.

Just as the sleepy bird was chasing them, the two fleeing people fell into the Changsheng Village together.

Sleepy Bird: "..." Damn, what bad luck!

Wait!

After it has dealt with the other guys, it will definitely come over to deal with that arrogant human woman.

The sleepy bird comes and goes in a hurry.

Looking at its quickly fleeing figure, Xiao Rao was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a black and white dog lying under the archway in front of him.

It’s called a dog, but this breed…it’s something it has never seen before.

Yet it feels oddly familiar.

How weird.

He asked Yang Wuqiu in a familiar manner: "Brother Yang, is this thing a dog?"

Yang Wuqiu gave him a cold look and strode into the village.

Walk to the front of the dog.

Asher tilted his head and looked at Xiao Rao with a teasing look.

Judging from the tone of voice, although I have realized it was a dream, it seems that my memory has not yet recovered?

So if he were to tease this talkative and foul-mouthed human being now, wouldn't that be... quite feasible?

Asher was eager to try.

But before he could do anything, a calm voice of a young girl came from inside: "Come in."

Asher: "..." As expected, in the other person's dream, there was nothing that the terrible woman didn't know.

"Huh? This voice... is the squad leader???" Xiao Rao was happy.

He rushed to the village.

Yang Wuqiu hesitated for a moment. After leaving, he had to choose between facing the aliens and the sleepy birds randomly, or facing the human race who had caused some unpleasantness. In the end, he chose the latter from his heart.

Silently following Xiao Rao's back, he went into the village.

Asher made a "Puh" sound and continued to lie on the ground with a look of despair.

There are spiritual fruits all around, but it's a pity that this is just a dream.

As soon as the spiritual fruit entered my mouth, there was no taste at all, and all I swallowed was my own saliva...

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……

"Squad leader! It's really you guys. What happened to us? Why are we all in a dream?"

"What's up with that bird?"

Before people arrived, voices were already coming in one after another.

The noise made Ning Ruan's head hurt.

The Seventh Prince held his forehead with his hand, and when Xiao Rao approached, he directly tied the man up in front of him with vines.

The slender fingers tapped his forehead fiercely.

"Seventh Prince? Brother-in-law? You hit me?" Xiao Rao's face was full of hurt, and he was about to yell again.

But the sound stopped abruptly at this moment.

When Yang Wuqiu approached, he widened his eyes, "Cloud Mountain Secret Realm? Wood Domain? Sleepy Bird?"

Shit, he lost so much memory?

"Remember?" Ning Ruan asked curiously.

Xiao Rao nodded heavily, "I remember now, that's the sleepy bird? It's not as scary as the rumors say. And this dream, shouldn't dreams be independent? How can we... um."

Ding——You have obtained the mute package.

The one who was banned from speaking, the Seventh Prince.

Ning Ruan said to Yang Wuqiu: "Would you like to exchange the treasures of heaven and earth for restoring your memory?"

Yang Wuqiu remained silent.

Ning Ruan smiled.

He smiled meaningfully: "I think you'd better change one, really."

"In a certain sense, your memory may be more important than Xiao Rao's."

Xiao Rao, who has been silenced: "..." Why is his memory not important?

The moment he entered the village, Yang Wuqiu was actually already prepared to take action.

After all, he had beaten Xiao Rao before.

If his squad leader hadn't had an iron pot, Xiao Rao would have been seriously injured.

With this kind of contradiction, he did not expect that the enemy would be able to get along with him peacefully in his dreams.

but now……

Yang Wuqiu raised his head and said in a deep voice: "I may not be able to produce the natural treasures you want."

The Seventh Prince smiled and added: "Well, he really can't afford it. The resources Fengxing Marquis's Mansion gave him are mediocre."

It is only a matter of time before the Marquis' Mansion falls into decline.

Instead of mistreating the talented members of the branch, they focused on training that useless Yang Wu Yu.

Anyway, he didn't understand what was going on in Feng Xinghou's mind.

Will everything be fine if I just force my good-for-nothing son to take the position?

The geniuses’ hearts have been chilled, and the next generation will no longer have any strong people to show off.

The whole family will collapse.

Ning Ruan: "Not even one?"

That's not the case. Yang Wuqiu took out a few spiritual fruits and said, "There are some, but they are not very useful."

As a cultivator at the thirteenth level, he is qualified to leave the spiritual world.

Among these spiritual fruits, several were obtained from foreign races.

But he had taken it before, and the effect was really mediocre.

All I can say is that it wins because it is rare.

After all, these spiritual fruits are not circulated in the market.

Not circulated means never seen or eaten. The spiritual fruit that has never been eaten is a good thing.

In the face of Yang Wuqiu's incredulous gaze, Ning Ruan agreed immediately: "Sure, if you still have these kinds of spiritual fruits, you can give me more."

After that, he added: "By the way, maybe what I just said was not clear enough."

"I want the rarest and most delicious natural treasures, more than anything else."

Yang Wuqiu felt like he understood.

But it seems like I don’t understand it at all.

It's okay if it's just strange, but what normal person would require the taste of natural treasures?

"can."

Although he didn't understand, it didn't stop him from agreeing.

The deal is done.

Naturally, it was the Seventh Prince, who had a higher level of cultivation, who activated the memory.

Speaking of which, Ning Ruan realized that she seemed to have thought something wrong before.

The three of them can recover their memories quickly.

I'm afraid it's not just because the Sleepy Bird and Dream Butterfly's strength has been damaged.

There is also the thrill of Athor turning into a dog.

And...other external factors.

For example, the Seventh Prince’s innate wisdom.

Asher, the son of destiny, is always under the partial care of heaven.

and her privilege as the master of dreams.

In short, due to the combination of various factors, the three of them recovered their memories.

But Xiao Rao and Yang Wuqiu were obviously not so lucky.

Through the interference of the Seventh Prince, Yang Wuqiu finally recovered his memory.

He stood there, his fists clenched, looking ready to attack at any time.

The Seventh Prince smiled gently, "Friend Yang, you probably misunderstood."

"The dispute between you and my fourth brother has nothing to do with me. I will not interfere."

After all, if nothing unexpected happens, his fourth brother will definitely encounter an accident in the Yunshan Secret Realm.

"There are conflicts between us, but they are not mortal enemies."

"But if you try to kill my brother-in-law again, or even really harm his life, my wife will definitely be sad."

"If she is sad, we were not mortal enemies in the past, and we will be mortal enemies in the future."

The Seventh Prince spoke the last sentence with extreme seriousness.

Although there was still a gentle smile on his face, at least Yang Wuqiu could tell that there was no falsehood in his words.

a long time.

He slowly squeezed out a few words: "Your Highness is a passionate person."

A person who is eyeing that position dares to be so obsessed with love.

Can such a person compete with others?

The Seventh Prince smiled even more deeply: "Of course, I should cherish the chance to meet such a good woman like my wife."

Yang Wuqiu: “…”Thank you, but I’m not praising you.

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