Chapter 11 Dream God
The two men sprayed nosebleeds again, and if they sprayed several times a day, the blood in their bodies would be sprayed out in no time.

With their backs facing each other, no one dared to pay Xue a second look.

"It was a terrible dream. In the dream, there was a pair of vicious eyes staring at me."

She couldn't think of who she had offended, who wanted her life so much that she never let her go even in her dreams.

Bai Qianchen put his hand on his chin and coughed, maybe he can ask the Dream God.

The so-called Oneiroi knows what he is in charge of just by looking at the words, and composes the dreams in everyone's heart.

Mang Gu and Bai Qianchen thought of something together, and after a while, they came together under the Shenwushen tree.

The Dream God lives in the sacred tree, and he has long been numb from seeing all kinds of people every day. In his spare time, he likes to be lazy and take a nap.

Manggu used the body-fixing technique to freeze all the people in Shenwu, and then pulled the heavy snow to cross into the sacred tree.

"Oneiroi, Oneiroi, where are you?" Bai Qianchen looked at the dreams spinning around, but couldn't find Oneiroi.

Mang Gu picked up the teapot on the table and dropped it on the ground.

The sound of things breaking woke up Oneiroi in fright. After rubbing his eyes, he realized that someone had broken into his territory.

"Who dares to mess around here?"

Oneiroi lifted the teacup, turned over, and climbed onto the teacup.

The three of them looked left and right, but they couldn't find the source of the sound.

"Look? This, this, on the teacup." Oneiroi sat down on the teacup. Because he was too small, it was difficult to find him.

Chongxue seemed to have discovered a new world, lying on the table, looking at the Oneiroi who was as big as a thumb, couldn't help poking Oneiroi's head with his finger.

"My God, why are you so small?"

"Bold, to be disrespectful to this immortal, be careful that I will conjure wolves, tigers and leopards in your dreams and eat you up."

Oneiroi hates others to say that he is small. It's not his fault that he is short. It's good to have high mana. I really don't understand why these hypocritical humans like that pair of skins. After death, they are still a pile of dust.

"Stop making trouble, let's get down to business." Bai Qianchen prevented Chongxue from touching the Oneiroi again.

"Old man, I waited here today to let you investigate something." Mang Gu gently picked up Meng Shen and put it in his palm.

"The younger generation is really not polite at all, old man, I don't know anything, I don't know." Dream God's displeased Mang Gu's tone, how could he ask for help?

"Damn old man, I warn you, if you slow down again, I will slap you to death, believe it or not?" Mang Gu's eyes glowed with piercing light, but Dream God is not a vegetarian, and he crossed his hands on his chest. Don't look too far ahead, ignore Mang Gu's rudeness.

Chongxue blinked her eyes mischievously, coaxing in a soft voice: "Grandpa, you just ignore the villains, okay? We are here today, and we really need to ask you for something."

Dream God took a look at Chongxue, stroked his beard, nodded, and said with a smile: "This girl is quite polite, I like the old man, girl, if you want to know anything, just ask."

"Thank you, grandpa." Chongxue looked at the two big men behind him proudly, only knowing that there was no use in being tough, the old man wanted to coax.

"Grandpa, in fact, I had a very strange dream. In the dream, I could only see a pair of vicious eyes, trying to put me to death. I heard hundreds of legends, and you have a way to check the identity of the eyes in the dream. Who is the master, so..." Chongxue told the dream honestly, wondering if she had the sequelae of nightmares, and always felt that someone was staring at her fiercely from behind.

(End of this chapter)

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