This brave man is a scumbag

Chapter 661 A Dream
"It's okay, it's just..."

Sitting up suddenly, Elma looked at Zhou Li, who was a little worried, and smiled reluctantly, "I seem to have dreamed something."

Dazed for a moment, Zhou Li stretched his arms and sat up.He lit the oil lamp on the side. For a wealthy person like the Lord of Shangjing, the relatively expensive oil lamp is not a luxury.He looked at Elma beside him, and asked worriedly, "Dream? What dream?"

"I don't remember exactly."

The architectural style of the Three Eastern Courts is very close to that of the Tang Dynasty on earth. The structure and functions of the bucket arches are distinct, with few tweens and simple shapes, simple and bright colors, stretched and flat roofs, and unpretentious doors and windows.The furnishings in the room are generally very simple, but full of atmosphere.Elma looked at the embroidered screen beside her, a trace of bewilderment flashed in her eyes.

"I saw a lot of people, and they were all smiling at me. There were Magnum III, Grandpa Herining, Evan, Tiya, Lin Zi... and many others. I seemed to be standing on a high platform, They looked up at me with happy smiles on their faces. But for some reason, I just feel sad when I look at their smiling faces."

Elma clearly remembered that she was standing on a high platform carved with white jade.The glow and evening wind are as beautiful as a scroll in a poem, the clouds and scales in the sky are intertwined, and all the people I know smile brightly.However, I was the only one standing on the high platform, but there was only sadness in my heart.

She saw that tear, the tear that was slowly falling from the sky.It seems that Yunxia was born for this drop of tears.This scene appeared in Elma's eyes, but it made her feel an unforgettable peace.It was as if everything was condensed at this moment, time and space lost their meaning, and everything was left to her alone.

"I don't know why, when I saw that drop of crystal clear water, I subconsciously regarded it as a tear."

Elma stretched out her hand, the soft and white palm was clean and without any water stains. There was an indescribable sadness in her eyes, and she said softly: "It's like... the tears of the sky. He is very Sadness, but only this one tear came out. When I saw that tear, sadness poured into my heart too."

Zhou Li was stunned, he had never heard of such a dream.Tears, people, smiles, sadness, these things that can't be linked together are intertwined, but they become a beautiful dream with a tinge of sadness.For a while, Zhou Li's mind went blank, not knowing what to say.

For professionals at the level of Zhou Li and Elma, the control of the body has already reached the level of consciousness.Therefore, dreams are optional for them.In order to prevent dreams from affecting reality, most people calm down their consciousness and greatly reduce the frequency of dreams.Coupled with Elma's special physique, she will dream, which is a very strange thing in a sense.

Perhaps, it is an omen of the end.

"Don't worry~"

At this time, Elma, who had recovered, regained her previous optimism, she smiled at Zhou Li with a very sunny voice, her voice was as soft as ever, "Maybe it's just a dream, don't think about it, go to sleep first. "

Hearing this, Zhou Li smiled subconsciously, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Elma's head.He extinguished the oil lamp casually, and lay down with Elma.This time, he subconsciously let Elma lean against him.Elma was stunned for a moment, then seemed to be smiling under the quilt, and took advantage of the situation to lay her pillow on Zhou Li's arm.

When she felt the familiar smell and temperature, the panic and sadness in Elma's heart slowly receded, replaced by an inexplicable sense of security.She closed her eyes, her gentle breath fell on Zhou Li's chest, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Are you dreaming?"

Atalona, ​​who was still dressed in the standard ancient Greek goddess costume, sat cross-legged on the bed. Obviously, this posture was very unsightly on other people, but Atalona's posture can only be described as glamorous. After all, not everyone has the appearance of a god.At this moment, Atalona folded her arms, and her pensive look left Torreia beside her speechless.

When sharing rooms, Elma and Zhou Li chose to sleep in the same room as a matter of course.Although there is no so-called "public" or "confession" between the two of them at present, anyone with a little discernment can see that these two people are now the kind of old couple who have been married for decades. In a sense, the emotion between people is deeper and stronger than love.But what Torreia didn't expect was that the goddess of life in her family strongly demanded to share a room with Torreia.

This request made Torreya puzzled. As an artificial human, sleeping is only used to pass the boring time, but for Torreia, most of the time is precious, and it is correct to use it to cultivate or exercise skills usage.Therefore, she rarely sleeps.

And the explanation given by Atalona is that she doesn't need to sleep either.

In a sense, this is nonsense. No matter how you say it, Atalona is a goddess, one of the twelve righteous gods. It is a matter of course that she does not need to sleep.

but···
"Master Atalona, ​​is this really alright?"

Looking at the Goddess of Life who eavesdropped openly and commented with a calm appearance, Torea, who was doing heavy push-ups, finally couldn't help it.She first dispelled the five-ton weight rune on her body, then stood up, wiped the sweat on her neck and asked, "This may be a relatively private conversation between the two of them."

"Ah."

Atalona looked at Toreya and sneered disdainfully: "Privacy? Don't you know who owns the authority of the great harmony of life? If I think I can let a creature create a A hundred lives, just the two of them, can I see it?"

Torreya just shut up and chose to continue doing push-ups with five tons of weight.

"But Elma's dreaming is indeed a bit strange."

Gently pinching her fingers, Atalona did not shy away from Toreya, who was standing aside, and said, "According to common sense, only pure human beings can dream. Beings with a structure like ours cannot touch the level of dreams." What's more, Elma is still the darling of the will of the world, no matter how you think about it, she shouldn't dream."

Frowning slightly, Atalona narrowed her eyes and said softly, "Could it be...a sign?"

Thinking of this, Atalona felt a little confused.After a while, just as she was about to say something, a guess appeared in her mind.

Perhaps, not an omen.

but an echo.

(End of this chapter)