The Advent of the Infinite King

I said softly: "After all, I can't just let you go like this."

Meng Qianmo was shocked, and suddenly appeared in a storage bag in the palm of his hand, and handed it to me.

Chapter 1389: The result of imagination

"There is a medium-level spirit stone of 100 million in it, which is my reward for testing you just now. How about it?"

The faint words came out suddenly, and everyone around them was shocked.

No one thought that the famous Dream Thousand Mirage, the fourth-ranked genius in Shengwu Continent, should be such a young man who made such a great atonement!

At this moment, all the talent reactions, Dream Thousand Phantom's neck at this moment are all my sword crosses!

Two consecutive reactions are different, but they erupt simultaneously and, most importantly, lead to the same result.

This is shock.

"Well, it seems that your fantasy is too strong. If you don't speak, you are afraid that these people will still be confused by your fantasy."

Seeing this scene, I also snorted coldly.

"This is not what you need to pay attention to, you just need to tell me, do you accept it?" Meng asked again.

His eyes blinked, and finally I looked into her heart and nodded.

"Okay, I'll get it."

Between the lines, I hung onto the back of the long sword on Meng Qianmo's neck, inserted it directly into the scabbard, and at the same time grabbed the bag on the ground and put it in my arm.

If it wasn't for the dream, I would have killed this woman.

Without it, this woman's way is really too hateful, not to mention what is hidden deep in people's hearts, it will also leave a seed of confusion in people's hearts, affecting the soul of martial arts, it doesn't make any difference to kill a person.

"Your fantasies are really good, but next time, don't use them lightly."

The faint words spit out from my mouth, and then, my eyes were facing the unpredictability of the dream.

"Especially, stop using it on me."

The words fell to the ground, and the eyes in the dream flickered, except for countless brilliance, but did not speak, and remained silent.

She can only keep silent, she can feel that if she doesn't keep silent, I still want him to swing his sword.

The people around them were stunned at the moment.

No one could have imagined that a dream would remain silent to such a young man.

This is a result no one could have imagined.

That's how it happened.

"I, it's all a misunderstanding." "You can't be so rude to my sister."

"Okay, in that case, I'll go first."

I laughed, and I didn't say too much to my heart. The figure flashed twice and disappeared directly.

Flattery, I don't know how I can do this, but at this moment, there are all kinds of strange smiles to say in the dream.

"My heart, your love, is really good."

"Nun, what are you talking about?" His heart turned red, and within two minutes, he wrinkled his mouth and said, "He doesn't care about me at all."

"He didn't ignore you, he cared too much about you."

Meng shook her head and said with a smile: "Promise me, don't misunderstand her, okay?"

Feeling at a loss in his heart, he asked in bewilderment.

Thousands of fantasies in the dream were unanswered, and the eyes took on a bewildered color.

"Determined, fearless, is there really such a person in the world?"

Whispered words are spoken, and visions of dreams are changed before the eyes again, for smiles.

"Well, this game looks really different."

Meanwhile, in a quiet alley, I was walking.

As I walked, I took out the small bag in his arms and observed it carefully.

After a while, his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face, "Hehe, this dream seems to be unfathomable, and it's really rich enough. One million intermediate spirit stones, he actually said that he would give it to him."

Chapter 1390: But it's clear

I sighed and put the storage bag in my arms again.

This time, he really had enough stones to buy a Dan stove.

"My heart, I hope you don't misunderstand me."

At this moment, my eyes flashed out, thinking of his state of mind after he left.

He didn't get angry with his heart, and he didn't ask for anything.

He just doesn't want to break his heart.

In the situation just now, dreaming of thousands of illusions has scruples, and I also have scruples. This scruple is the son of flattery.