.

"But Wen Rulan has Meng Xing." He replied with a smile.

Then, he took a step forward.

He stepped over the barrier of dreams, he opened his arms, and the next moment, he hugged Wen Rulan who had thrown himself into his arms tightly.

They embraced each other on the ruins, and there was no longer a mortal destiny, no ubiquitous murderous intent, and they would never separate again.

The gap opened by Meng Zejun is also slowly closing, the blackness covers the dream again, Feng Ye can see less and less, but he still looks at their backs embracing from a distance.

He saw their pain and suffering along the way, and also saw the sweetness and joy at this moment.

Feng Ye's gaze softened unconsciously. Although it is a pity that there is no such an interesting god in the world, but fortunately, lovers will eventually get married.

Moreover, Ember also...

"Oh, it was calculated by you."

Feng Ye's eyes turned cold again, and when he turned his head, Wu Jin, who was supposed to be wiped out, appeared before his eyes again.

Wujin's appearance was intact, but he was shaking his head and sighing: "It's a waste of time, and it also cost me a lot of strength, it's really a big loss."

He was very unhappy, and Feng Ye was also very unhappy. He directly felt the tenacity of Wujin's vitality, just like the inexhaustible weeds in spring, endless.

The last time he thought he had successfully killed Wujin, it turned out that Wujin deliberately faked his death to escape the eyeliner of Heavenly Dao, but this time, Wujin was still cheating, so Feng Ye couldn't help thinking about why Wujin came here again. purpose.

Come here for nothing?Maybe there is this possibility, but Feng Ye doesn't believe it according to Wujin's cunning and scheming, is it true that they have been scheming against Wujin?

Feng Ye recalled Wujin's every move when he came here, and when Wujin sighed pretentiously, he asked abruptly: "Where did you go during the time after the collapse of the third thousand dream realm?"

During the time when Feng Ye was listening to Mr. Mengze tell about the past, Wujin's whereabouts is still a mystery.

He probably got the point of the question, because Wujin's eyebrows twitched slightly, he asked instead: "What's wrong? Are you caring about me?"

Feng Ye didn't pick up on him, he just picked it up for himself.Wujin touched his chin, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Since you care about me so much, it's okay to tell you, I just went to make a few new friends."

"Friends?" Feng Ye repeated the word in doubt, it wasn't that he had a prejudice against Wu Jin, but that Wu Jin had such a bad personality, how could he have friends?

There was obvious doubt on his face, Wujin didn't try to defend himself, he just waved to Feng Ye friendly and said goodbye: "See you next time."

After saying that, he turned and left.

When he left, his shadow stretched on the ground. It was supposed to be a human figure, but Feng Ye seemed to see something else wriggling in the shadow. There were many of them, not just one. The shadow alone was ugly and hideous. That is......

"Stop!" Feng Ye raised his foot to chase after him, but suddenly he heard someone calling himself from behind.

It was this moment of hesitation that Wujin disappeared before his eyes. Feng Ye had no choice but to give up the pursuit. He turned around and saw a black spot approaching him quickly in the empty dream field.

It wasn't a black spot, as the opponent approached, Feng Ye was finally able to see clearly, it was a crow.

The crow probably flew for a long time, tired and out of breath. Standing on Feng Ye's shoulder, he took a breath first, and then began to ask questions: "Why did you run into the dreamland? As soon as I woke up, you were gone, you Why don't you just tell me?"

The crow was very angry, and flapped its wings while asking, as if a wife was accusing her husband of fooling around outside.

He has a lot of questions, like a cannonball, non-stop.But Feng Ye was not angry when he heard these censures. Instead, he softened his brows and eyes, and there was a faint smile on his usually serious lips.

"It's nice to meet you." He said to the crow.

After witnessing the story of Meng Zejun, he is very fortunate that his other half is not a fragile mortal, and he does not need to fight against the fate.

Crow was dumbfounded by what he said, and forgot to ask the question he wanted to ask. He blushed a little when he was caught off guard by Feng Ye's unexpected love words.

But his blushing was covered under the black feathers, and he looked very calm on the surface. He coughed twice, his eyes wandered, and he organized his words to respond to Feng Ye's love words.But before he thought of the words to respond, his eyes first noticed the dream not far away.

The outside of the dream is covered with the power of resentment like thick ink, and the situation inside cannot be seen clearly, but the gap that Meng Zejun opened when he entered has not been completely closed, and the crow can see clearly through this gap: "That is not a dream. Is it Zejun?"

With a surprised tone, he pointed at the man holding hands with Wen Rulan with his wings.

"You know him?" Feng Ye finally interrupted, he was a little surprised that Hao Chen knew Meng Zejun.

Hao Chen, that is, this little crow, is not a real crow, but the Kunpeng from the North Sea, one of the ancient gods guarding the four poles.

His territory is in Beiming, quite a distance from Daze in the northwest, and Mr. Mengze is such a mysterious god that none of his neighbors have seen his real face, yet Hao Chen happened to know him.

"Not only did I know each other, but I also traveled with him for a while!" The crow flapped his wings, he was distracted, forgot that he had to respond to the love words, and instead recalled that he and Meng Zejun traveled in the dream realm experience.

"We had a great conversation, we traveled around Dreamland, and drank flowers together..." The crow suddenly got stuck, and when Feng Ye cast a suspicious look, he suppressed his guilt and continued as if nothing had happened: " We drank together."

"Every time I think about this matter, I can't help but feel guilty. If I hadn't been greedy for drinking, I would not have lost Mengze Jun." The crow sighed as he said, he was really sorry: "After Mengze Jun got drunk first, I I was supposed to take care of one or two, but I couldn't help the temptation..."

What temptation?The crow chose not to say anything, but what kind of temptation could there be on the flower building? It was nothing more than those beautiful ladies and sisters who invited him to go boating on the lake, and then he followed, completely leaving the drunken Meng Zejun behind. With the back of his head, he was thrown alone in the flower building.

"Later I also passed out, and when I sobered up, I had already lost Mr. Mengze." Crow is very good at making up brains. Everything: "Meng Zejun must have been looking for me for a long time, but unfortunately I happened to have something to go back to Beiming at that time, so I couldn't wait for him to say goodbye."

"See you now, I should go to say hello." The crow wanted to flap its wings and say hello to Mr. Mengze.

When he had this idea, he finally noticed that the dream that Meng Zejun was in was wrong, and he also noticed that the dream was wrong.

"What's going on with this dream? How could it be wrapped by the power of resentment?" Crow looked left and right: "Mengze was not like this when I came back last time. Why is it empty? Where is the Three Thousand Dreamland?"

"Who is that person holding hands with Meng Zejun? Wasn't he still single when I saw him last time?" The crow was like a question mark in his head, and the question mark was so heavy that it almost crushed him, a little crow.

Feng Ye followed the crow's feathers, and turned his eyes back to the direction of Meng Zejun and Wen Rulan, the cracks became smaller and smaller, and the figures of the two slowly disappeared in front of his eyes.

He knows the answers to all questions, but it's just about...

"That's a long, long story." He chuckled at the crow and said, "We'll tell it when we go back."

He let the crow stand on his shoulders, turned and left Mengze, and behind him, the road outside the dream also completely disappeared, this dream was completely isolated from the three thousand worlds.

The third thousand and first dream, this game of destiny, has been successfully completed.

The author has something to say: The third thousand and first dream, over.

The part ends here, the story of this worldview is still going on, and Wujin is still making troubles, but the story of Meng Xing and Wen Rulan is over.

Fanwai... There should be Fanwai, but I haven't thought about what to write specifically orz will update it later.

Do you have any extras that you want to watch =. = You can talk about it, although I don't necessarily write it. (Another spoiler, Xiaomeng is still a god, don't worry.)

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