Genius Demon Empress

This kind of bubble is called a dream bubble.

Its colors are various, some are as beautiful as neon, sparkling in the sun, and most of them are dreams of happiness.

There are also darkness, like a dark night, and most of these dream bubbles are unfortunate.

These are all the dreams that this ugly beast of unknown age has devoured over the years.

Yue Jinghua looked at it and found that there were too many dream bubbles, big and small, and most of the names written on them were completely unfamiliar. She casually picked up a dream bubble that floated to her side.

Each dream bubble had an ancient Chinese character written on it. Since she couldn't contact Pinjin Silkworm, Yue Jinghua had no way of knowing what that character was.

But it is certain that these dream bubbles all belong to the same person.

As soon as the dream bubble was touched, it immediately shattered.

Although it is just a dream, I think about it every day and dream about it at night. If there is a dream, there must be some basis to follow.

A thin pale smoke entered Yue Jinghua's body.

Yue Jinghua's pupils shrank, and the field of vision in front of him switched from one screen to another like a TV channel selection.

With spacious streets, flat houses, verdant plants and groups of livestock, a scene of a prosperous ancient village appeared in front of Yue Jinghua.

Men farm and women weave, working at sunrise and returning at sunset. Ordinary men and women are busy and laughing in the village.

This is a very ordinary dream bubble, which seems to come from ordinary people in an unknown village.

After Yue Jinghua admired the pastoral scenery, she quickly chose another dream bubble.

This is a dream bubble with a dark color, and the dream desire remembered inside is also much darker.

The cries of children, the choking of young women, the old man standing on the wall, and the dragon carts pulled by giant dragons were parked outside the village. Groups of mature men and even some immature teenagers were driven away Got on the beast cart.

People were pulled away one by one, and they were sent to the battlefield between gods and demons where life and death were uncertain.

A child with golden eyes stood in front of an empty house.

He looked at the joys and sorrows of the villagers indifferently, as if nothing was his business. He was a child who had experienced life and death prematurely and did not know what joys and sorrows were.

A pair of hands fell on the child's head. The child was startled, and he bit the hands almost subconsciously.

Those hands cleverly picked up his collar, "What a fierce kid. Do you think he is really the person we are looking for?"

A group of men and women in witch robes with different looks and temperaments stood not far away. Some of them looked at the children with curious eyes, while others looked at the children's dirty clothes and faces with dissatisfaction and critical eyes. I glanced at him, but most of them had appreciation and kindness in their eyes.

"This is the dream of a war orphan who lost the love of his parents and family too early." The gray-brown dream bubble on his hand disappeared again. From the eyes of the golden-eyed child, Yue Jinghua saw sadness and numbness. .

There are many more such dream bubbles, and almost every dream bubble only records a small fragment.

Yue Jinghua read several more dream bubbles one after another, and she soon discovered that these dream bubbles all came from the same person.

The little boy with golden eyes.

Twelve heavenly witches, adopted little boys, Yue Jinghua seems to have guessed who the owners of these dream bubbles are.

She hesitated for a moment, then flicked it with her hand, and the dream bubbles began to fly like butterflies fluttering their wings.

Countless dream bubbles were crushed, and countless fragmented fragments passed through Yue Jinghua's mind.

Until the last dream bubble, bright red in color and like blood jade, appeared in front of Yue Jinghua.

This red dream bubble is also the largest of all dream bubbles.

Yue Jinghua hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her fingers to catch the dream bubble. She seemed to have guessed that the answer she wanted, as well as the answer Qing Pu wanted, were all in this dream bubble.

Just when her hand was about to touch the dream bubble, one hand held her hand tightly, and the dream bubble was taken away by the other hand.

"Bang" there was a slight cracking sound, and the red dream bubble burst open, and it was Qingpu's hand that held Yue Jinghua's hand tightly.

"Qingpu, what are you doing?" Yue Jinghua didn't ignore it. The moment the red dream bubble burst, a murderous aura rose in Qingpu's golden eyes, and his face was weirdly tangled.

Yue Jinghua understood that Qingpu must know something.

What it is is something he doesn't want himself to know.

If she had known about that red dream bubble, she would have been the first to read that dream bubble.

Before she could think any further, the moment the red dream bubble was shattered, the sleeping dream tapir suddenly woke up.

It came to an end with a deafening roar.

"Hurry up, the witch tapir's dream bubble is its food. The dream bubble is destroyed. This is when it is the most ferocious and hungry, and its lethality is also the greatest. It is a magic beast at the peak level of the holy beast, and no one can defeat it at the moment." Qing Pu's loose robe covered Yue Jinghua's face. Yue Jinghua only smelled a faint scent of rosin, and her body felt like the wind, floating lightly.

She suddenly remembered something and grabbed Qing Pu's sleeve. This pull was firm. The robe was real and the person was real. Yue Jinghua was surprised and almost forgot. My original intention was, "Qingpu, you can't leave, my eldest brother, everyone, and Fa Xiaoyi..."

Feeling that Qing Pu's eyes suddenly turned cold, Yue Jinghua didn't know what she said wrong. She struggled to get away, but Qing Pu held her tightly in his arms, and an unhappy voice swirled in her ears. : "No need to worry about them, someone has already rescued them."

Rescued? Yue Jinghua was slightly startled. Could it be that besides them entering Zhuqiu, there were other people who also broke into Zhuqiu? Or is it that City Lord Changsun and others discovered that everyone was trapped in Zhuqiu and sent people in to rescue them?

However, Yue Jinghua did not expect that at this time, the Changsun City Lord had no intention of paying attention to the group of people in Zhuqiu Li.

City Lord Changsun is facing the biggest crisis in his nearly 10,000 years as city lord. At the same time, it is also the biggest crisis in the history of Sixiang City and even the entire star plane.

One night shortly after Yue Jinghua and others entered Zhuqiu, dark clouds were suddenly seen in the northwest of Sixiang City, and hundreds of thousands of demonic soldiers descended from the sky.

No one knows how the demon army broke through the plane restrictions and broke into the star plane.

The hundreds of thousands of demonic troops were all armed with military flags flying. On the military flag, there are two big characters tattooed: "Dark Demon."

The second prince of the dark devil, the second prince of the dark devil, is known as the eagle of the demon clan in the Chen plane.

The forward scouts in Sixiang City saw it and immediately conveyed the general information to the Lord Changsun who was located in the ruins of Shenyun.

City Lord Changsun immediately rushed back to Sixiang City. Everyone in Sixiang City knew that a war was about to begin.