I really didn't expect to make the heroines fall in love with me.

It would be better to say that these two are worthy of having protagonist-level dispositions. Such a big commotion in the outside world did not allow them to go out, but they were still able to practice in the room.

Just thinking about it, the short sword around his waist vibrated.

【What happened tonight?Isn't it to suppress demons in the north of the city? Why is there the power of transforming gods to fight outside the city? 】

Looking at the message Lu Yuli sent to him, Luo Wusheng raised his eyebrows.

Well, Xiao Yuli doesn't seem to be as indifferent to world affairs as she thought.

After thinking for a while, he replied as briefly as possible.

【Xianguo's demon suppression in the north of the city went well...but the demon tribe raided Dengxian Lake, and its gods fought with the immortal gods on the lake. Now the demon concubine under Dengxian lake has been rescued by mysterious people, and the demon tribe has all left go. 】

This information is still to be told to the real protagonist lady.

After all, in the original work, this is what the other party should know.

But after passing these words, Luo Wusheng yawned inexplicably.

It seems that because I received a message from my mascot, my mind became more relaxed, and as a result, all the fatigue I had accumulated tonight suddenly rushed up.

Eyelids instantly became heavy.

Sleepiness naturally overwhelmed his desire to sort out the current situation.

Feeling vaguely that the messenger dagger seemed to vibrate again, Luo Wusheng tried to pull himself together, but finally fell down on the comfortable bed.

[I'm a little tired tonight, we'll talk about the details in the morning. 】

Only had time to send a message, Luo Wusheng closed his eyes under the irresistible drowsiness.

Breathing gradually stabilized.

He who had fallen into a deep sleep didn't know that at this moment, a small Dao Talisman landed on the center of his brow without attracting anyone's attention without the slightest breath.

Faintly, Luo Wusheng entered the dreamland.

In the dream, it was the familiar Wangcheng Long Street, but there was no one on the street.

And in front of him was a group of buildings that he had just visited the day before yesterday.

The six doors are opened, and the power shakes all directions.

"Six doors?"

In a dream, Luo Wusheng, who was still not awake, made a doubtful voice.

Just after he subconsciously took a step, a figure who had just said goodbye to him appeared in front of him.

The six-door gold medal, Qilin.

Section 119#First Volume#Chapter [-] I send jade in my dream (two more)

The moment he saw Miss Qilin, Luo Wusheng's self-awareness finally came to his senses.

With his state of mind cultivation, he can indeed find a little bit of himself in the dream, and realize that he is dreaming.

It's just that this point of self can't change the direction of the dream, that is, the lucid dream that Luo Wusheng has always yearned for will not appear.

After all, if he could do whatever he wanted in his dream, he wouldn't have been interrupted at a critical moment when he dreamed about his junior sister.

He didn't think that was the reason why he didn't install the corresponding data package.

Looking at Miss Qilin, who was so clear and cold in front of her, as if she was no different from the real one, Luo Wusheng, who realized that she was dreaming, touched her chin.

Is this a dream come true?

Just now I was thinking about whether Miss Qilin was the Empress Mortal World, but now I just dreamed of her.

But dreams are dreams after all, and Miss Qilin in front of her is just an image formed by her subconscious memory, and the actions she will make are probably what she would do based on her impression of the other party's personality.

(Hmm...haven't spoken yet...)

This means that Miss Qilin in my subconscious is actually a dull gourd who doesn't like to talk?

It seems to be so.

After all, I have been discussing serious matters with the other party, and the other party's response has always been flat.

Is it not good to be like this in a dream?

Luo Wusheng inexplicably remembered the time when he and Xiao Yuli were staring at each other every day on the crossing boat when he was still unfamiliar with Xiao Yuli.

At that time, Xiao Yuli maintained her disguise, but now Miss Qilin in her dream is wearing a mask.

No, why is he the only one showing his true appearance?I feel a bit at a loss.

Thinking of this, Luo Wusheng's hand was ready to move.

"……What are you doing?"

Miss Qilin in the dream took a step back, looking warily under the mask at the son of a certain devil who stretched his hand to her face.

Luo Wusheng's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, with a little embarrassment on his face.

That's right, the other party in the dream is also created according to the image of his subconscious mind, and his behavior is also the result of his own hints.

Well, there will be some exaggerations... Just like the alluring junior sister and the frightening Xiao Yuli in the previous dream.

After thinking about it, he withdrew his hand.

Although it's a pity that I can't take off the opponent's mask, I can't know which face I subconsciously matched under the opponent's mask.

The most likely one should be the empress, but I didn't really see the true face of the girl emperor tonight...so it's not impossible to have another face.

Then again, Miss Qilin's reaction in this dream really looks like that.

(How about trying to follow the plot and see what happens?)

He coughed lightly after making a decision.

"Hey, I'm just a little curious about what you look like under your mask, Miss Qilin..."

Anyway, it was his own dream, so his tone was a little more casual.

"girl?"

Miss Qilin seemed to have some reaction to this address, but as Luo Wusheng expected, she didn't get too entangled in the address, but asked after touching the mask: "Why do you care about my appearance? ?”

When she asked this sentence, her eyes were fixed on Luo Wusheng's reaction, which seemed particularly oppressive.

(That is to say, Miss Qilin in the dream is stress-specialized? Is it because she was suspected in the grove tonight?)

Luo Wusheng guessed, but looking at Miss Qilin who looked like this, he thought that this was just a dream...

He suddenly had a bold idea.

"Why do you care?" There was a gentle smile on his face: "Of course it's because I have admiration for you."

Come on, let's see for myself, how Miss Qilin, who was born according to her own subconscious, will behave when she hears such words!

"Governor Luo, please don't joke."

Miss Qilin's voice was cold, as if she didn't believe it at all, but she seemed to be thinking about something.

(Sure enough, the reaction is similar to what I imagined.)

Luo Wusheng murmured to himself, but shook his head with a smile.

He took a few steps forward, only one step away from Miss Qilin in his dream.

Since the pursuit of stimulation, it must be carried out to the end.

Anyway, I'm just dreaming, and I don't have to worry about the collapse of any character design.

If it was just a whim just now, then now he has a feeling that his interest has really come up.

Thinking of this, Luo Wusheng even relieved himself of the last bit of psychological burden.

So a jade stone naturally appeared in his hand.

Miss Qilin's originally suspicious and wary gaze subconsciously focused on the jade.

This jade is as bright as the moon, and there are three stars and shadows dotted in the center. The stars and the moon complement each other and complement each other.

"The name of this object is Xingyue Jade. It was made by me with painstaking efforts to obtain Yuehua spiritual liquid and various star spirits from the ancient heaven... Well, this time there must be only this piece in the world..."

"I want to give it to you as a gift."

…………

Miss Qilin felt that her brain was not very capable of handling the drama in front of her.

She is now in the dream of a certain demon son.

The way the world of mortals enters dreams is a method she has been hiding all along.

If she hadn't really suspected that Luo Wusheng had mastered her biggest secret, she would not have planned to use this method that she had never used a few times.

Because if this secret technique is discovered, her biggest secret is also at risk of being exposed.

But in other words, as long as it is not seen through, there is no problem at all.

With this in mind, she sneaked into the dream of the devil's son in front of her.

A dream is a projection of a person's innermost being.

Especially under my own secret technique, even in the same realm, it is difficult to stay awake in the dream, and I will involuntarily make the most real actions according to the subconscious.

But in front of...

I saw a certain devil's saint snapped his fingers lightly, and a jade bracelet was formed in the opponent's palm, and then, while he was in a daze, he put the Xingyue jade ring on his wrist.

"Xingyue is cold, but it suits your temperament... As I expected, the only Xingyue jade in this world may only be suitable for you."

The boy's words were soft, and there was a smile on his handsome face that wasn't annoying at all.

Miss Qilin's heart was rarely disturbed.

Although she thought she had seen the world and had rich experience, she had never seen this situation before.

Originally, when Luo Wusheng suddenly said that she had admiration for her before, she thought it might be the beginning of a dream, and the other party was still in a shallow state of confusion, subconsciously not letting her true heart out, so she diverted her feelings attention.

After all, it is the mysterious son of the Demon Sect, so it is normal for him to have stronger mental defenses.

But look at it now...

This appearance is not like the sober Son of the Demon Sect that I know.

Does he really like himself as he said?

But I have only dealt with him a few times in total, and he doesn't even know his true appearance under his mask, his true identity...

Wait, does he really not know?

Suddenly remembering the scene where the other party directly tried to take off her mask at the beginning, and the other party's eyes that seemed to see through her secrets tonight, Miss Qilin thought of the real purpose of her coming tonight.

Pressing the jade ring on her wrist, she looked at the young man in front of her.

"...you know who I am?"

The first section#第一卷#Chapter 120 Are you the empress's own sister? (three more)

Hearing Miss Qilin's words, it was Luo Wusheng's turn to be stunned this time.

Is the Miss Qilin that he subconsciously created the kind of person who would ask such words at such a time?

To be honest, even if the other party showed his Nascent Soul cultivation and he was woken up by her slap, Luo Wusheng felt that it was more in line with the personality that the other party should have in his heart.

But now this way of asking...

Could it be that I have been thinking in my heart to confirm whether the other party is the Empress Mortal Body, which led to this plot?

So how do you answer now?

It doesn't make much sense.

No matter how you answer it, it is just a question and answer for yourself.

Just as he was thinking, the dream in front of him suddenly became turbulent.