Zhao Hanyu was lying on the couch, his eyes closed, his face was beads of sweat rolling, his brows were furrowing, and his cheeks were tightly tight, and he seemed to feel extremely painful in his sleep.

He felt extremely hot on his chest, as if his chest cavity was about to rupture.

In the dream, he was in a green jungle, and a woman in the palace dress waved to him not far away. Unfortunately, she couldn't see her facial features clearly. She only felt that the other person's dispersed demeanor was very charming, and she should be a beautiful woman.

Zhao Hanyu vaguely felt that the other party was extremely friendly to him, as if he had seen the other party's smile.

He took a few steps forward and stretched out his hands to hold the beautiful woman's palm, but the distance gradually became farther and farther.

He felt anxious and started running under his feet, stretching his arms out to pull her back. At this time, he felt a sense of powerlessness coming, his body became softer and weaker, his feet became tired, and the figure became farther and farther away.

Finally, the figure retreated to a distance that was almost invisible, and suddenly turned into a white spot of light, slowly disappearing into the world.

He felt heartbroken for no reason, as if he had lost one of the most precious things. He knelt in the woods, began to cry out loud, and then cried hysterically.

......

Suddenly, he screamed "ah", sat up suddenly with his upper body, and woke up from his dream.

After sitting for a while, Zhao Hanyu reached out to wipe away the sweat beads from his face, perhaps with tears.

After a long time, he shook his head and felt that his muscles were suffering abnormally. Fortunately, he should not have hurt his muscles. He tried it from the couch and was able to move.

He looked out the window and felt that the dusk was approaching and he didn't know how long he had been sleeping.

He recalled the dream, and the sadness seemed to have not yet dissipated, and he was still a little depressed.

Could it be that person in the dream be my mother?

This thought suddenly flashed through his mind, making him stunned.

No, my mother won't dissipate like this, she will definitely not.

He tried his best to get rid of this ominous idea. In fact, after he concluded from his master that his parents were all top figures in the world, he kept illusions: Maybe his parents are still in the world?

Maybe it was a serious injury, or it was inconvenience, or maybe it was some other reason. My parents had no choice but to entrust others to bring him to Jingyang Sect, hoping that when he grew up and became famous all over the world, the whole family would be reunited.

This kind of fantasy or hope has always been hidden in the deepest part of his heart, and has never been mentioned to anyone, including Song Wanci, who is as respectful as his mother.

At this time, he noticed that the Zi Xuanyu on his chest was a little warm. He took it out and saw that it was still purple and dark, and there was no abnormality.

But in my dream, I clearly felt that my chest was unbearable, and Zi Xuanyu's warmth was still there. This was not an illusion. What was going on?

He reached out and patted his head, completely unable to understand these things.

"Ouch! No, Qiu Hong..."

He suddenly remembered the scene of being surrounded by the demons in the morning, and ran out of the house.

"Ouch!" He staggered, his face twisted a little.

It turned out that I was also attacked on my legs, and there were several pains. I almost fell without any precautions.

He slowly walked out of the dormitory building. It was already dark and night was approaching.

He had lights in the hall, so he walked slowly over.

When they walked to the entrance of the hall, they saw Qiu Feng, Murong's master and servant, Ximen Guang, and Qiu Hong sitting around the floor with some food in the middle, while Nanyuan and Lin Wu were nowhere to be seen.

Ximen Guang was facing him. Seeing him slowly coming in, he quickly got up and helped him.

Everyone also stood up. When Zhao Hanyu saw Qiu Hong’s unobstructedness, he felt relieved and nodded gently with the other party to express his understanding.

It turned out that Qiu Hong woke up a lot earlier than him. After he came out of the bedroom, he met Ximen Guang in the yard, and was taken here to meet everyone one by one, and described his purpose and the process of attacking Zhao Hanyu in the morning.

Seeing that he was fine, everyone became much more optimistic about Zhao Hanyu's injuries. After reassuring, Taoist Qiu Feng expressed high praise and comfort for his struggle and rescue.

Everyone sat in the hall and talked about some other things. Ximen Guang found some bacon from the kitchen and used it to share it with everyone.

After Zhao Hanyu slowly sat down on the floor, Qiu Fengdao asked softly: "Do you feel uncomfortable if you have any child?"

Zhao Hanyu shook his head gently, indicating that it was OK.

He looked at Qiu Hong and said to everyone: "Thanks to him today, otherwise I would have died long ago."

Qiu Hong remained silent, Murong Qianfan said, "You are so lucky. If he hadn't bought time for you and held on until Uncle Ke arrived and took action in time, no one would have saved you."

Zhao Hanyu bowed his fist to Lao Ke and said solemnly: "Thank you, Mr. Ke, this kindness is remembered in my heart."

Lao Ke smiled and said, "It's all my own people, what are you talking about?"

Murong Qianfan said again: "You are stupid too. Can't you beat the other party? Wouldn't you find a way to delay time or divert the other party's attention?"

Zhao Hanyu was stunned and asked, "In that case, I have tried everything I can think of, and nothing can be done."

Murong Qianfan looked at him like an idiot.

Murong Qianfan can't remember how many times it was looking at him like an idiot, and then said with a grudge: "You should pretend to be sad and beg for mercy to the other party and say that I have loved you silently for ten thousand years, and try every means to weaken his will. When the other party is slowly moved by your infatuation, then take action with Qiu Hong. The moves should be ruthless and the means should be spicy. Don't care about your face, and dignity should be idle. Just use monkeys to steal peaches, Lao Wang picks melons, pounds milk and digs the vagina, and the tiger claws are useless..."

Murong Qianfan kept talking, his face was serious and frenzied, and suddenly he showed his contempt for Zhao Hanyu and his mourning for his misfortune and angered him indisputably. He kept showing his thoughts and tricks, and he danced and talked with his mouth for a long time until his breathing was unwilling to continue.

When he calmed down and stood up straight, everyone in the hall looked at him like an idiot.

Lao Ke's face turned red and red. He suddenly stood up and nodded to Qiu Feng and Zhao Hanyu, and then left the hall.

Qiuhong lowered his head and stared at the dark floor, as if a magical technique appeared on the floor.

Ximen Guang's eyes did not hide extreme contempt. If it weren't for his clumsy mouth, he vowed to humiliate Murong Qianfan to the point of doubting his life.

Taoist Qiu Feng is an elder with a noble status and has always been square. Facing Murong Qianfan's unrestrained and naughty juniors, he had a headache. He could only turn his back and smile secretly, then shake his head and sigh: "Huabao..."

Zhao Hanyu felt very embarrassed and annoyed. Just now, Murong Qianfan's mood was extremely high, and he tried his best to give a shameless speech, just like a half-way Taoist priest with low cultivation and shameless words and deeds deceived the incense and oil money of kind and simple believers, making him regret how he would join him. That kind of performance just now should be seen by Master Qingfeng and Third Senior Brother, so that he can wash away today's humiliation.

Murong Qianfan looked around and felt a little faint, but Ximen Guang's expression made him very angry.

But after thinking about it, Uncle Ke has left under this situation, and I am afraid there will be no helper tonight. If his tone is a little wrong, he might even be beaten up by a group.

He said to Zhao Hanyu urgently: "I'll come to see you tomorrow." Then he rushed out of the hall like a mouse, and heard a shout of "Uncle Ke, Uncle Ke, wait for me", and the voice gradually faded away.

The scenes return to tranquility.

After a while, Qiu Hong raised his head and said softly: "How could the young master of the Murong family be such a bitch?"

Ximen Guang was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly burst into a violent laugh, making his whole body lie down, and kept hitting the floor with his fists.

Taoist Qiu Feng couldn't help but smile and thought to himself, the head of the Murong family might be angry with this guy.

Zhao Hanyu looked helpless, but thinking about it, some of the words Murong Qianfan said were quite pertinent and a little funny.

He turned to Qiu Hong and said, "Actually, he is a good friend, but his mind is a bit frivolous, his emotions are sometimes more intense, and he is a little naughty."

Qiu Hong was stunned, thought for a while, then nodded gently.

Qiu Hong respected Zhao Hanyu's calm acceptance and the life and death of a lifetime and death together. Since he had such a comment on Murong Qianfan, he would definitely be pertinent.

Taoist Qiu Feng came over and said to Qiu Hong and Ximen Guang: "You are all a little hurt today, and the night is getting dark. You two go and rest first. There will be morning classes tomorrow morning. Don't delay your practice."

The two of them immediately stood up, bowed to Taoist Qiu Feng, and turned around and left.

When the two of them walked away, Qiu Feng asked Zhao Hanyu to stay for a while, and then went to the quiet room.

After a moment, Taoist Qiu Feng walked out with something covered by black cloth in his hand and signaled Zhao Hanyu to follow him to the dormitory building.

When he walked to Zhao Hanyu's room, Qiu Feng solemnly closed the door, and then he set up a ban with a thought.

He walked to the couch, placed the object in his palm on a small table next to the couch, and then uncovered the black cloth.

Zhao Hanyu looked over curiously and found that it was a water-blue sphere the size of a human head.

The sphere is round, and the blue color in it makes people feel refreshed and quiet, as if they are constantly nourished by it.

Zhao Hanyu walked in, pointed to the sphere and asked, "Uncle Master, what is this? So splendid and so elegant?"

Qiu Feng said, "This is Shengyang Dragon Soul Pearl. The National Master ordered it to be kept in your place to help you nourish your soul."

"Shengyang Dragon Soul Pearl?" Zhao Hanyu was shocked and said, "The three demons mentioned it in the morning. Qiu Hong and I didn't know what it was, and we started fighting before we even explored it."

Taoist Qiu Feng nodded and said, "This thing is extremely rare. It is a rare treasure of the world. It is normal for the demon race to covet it. Back then, this thing was obtained by Xue Lingfeng, the president of Luofeng Academy, but he was killed before he could benefit from it. The national teacher gave you such a source of blessings. Children, you must understand the national teacher's painstaking efforts."

Zhao Hanyu stared at the blue that made his heart happy, remembering the kindness he gave to his uncle repeatedly, and felt very grateful, so he nodded heavily.

Taoist Qiu Feng said again: "As the presiding president, Xue Lingfeng is also the heir of the Taoist sect, leaving this piece of shade for your successor to enjoy the cool air. It can be seen that in the way of heaven, there is a certain amount of drink and peck, and it will be a beautiful story to pass it to later generations."

Zhao Hanyu asked, "Uncle Master, when will I see Master Master? I..."

Qiu Feng knew his intentions and raised his hand to signal him not to continue, and replied: "Child, the time is not yet ripe, but the old Taoist can be sure that the national master will meet you no matter what, before the World Meeting."

Zhao Hanyu calculated the time in his heart and nodded silently.

Qiu Feng looked solemn and continued, "Child, this thing is too precious, so the old Taoist sets a ban in your room to prevent its breath from leaking. In the future, no strong people below Tianxuan will be able to enter this room except yourself. You must keep your mouth shut to avoid causing a big disaster. You must remember it."

Seeing that his uncle was so cautious, Zhao Hanyu quickly replied: "I understand."

Taoist Qiu Feng nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's getting late, you can rest first. The old Taoist is going back to the palace. You don't have to see him off, just stay in the room."

Zhao Hanyu had no choice but to be Lin Zun.

After the uncle left, he returned to the couch and sat cross-legged, stared at the Dragon Soul Bead of Shengyang, and decided to sit quietly and exercise his skills immediately, and try what was strange about this treasure.
Chapter completed!