"Teacher, why do you look so happy today? Is there anything good?" Chen Yan's junior sister Matilda jumped to Atwood and asked, asking.

Asa Constance, sitting on the right side of Atwood, curled his lips. The old man was very happy today? Still the face of the coffin, how did you see it?

Seeing his little apprentice, Atwood had a few more smiles on his face, "Well, I figured out some things, that's it." He woke up this morning and suddenly felt relaxed all over. The little bit of entanglement in his heart became unremarkable.

Yes, it's time to look forward.

"When will senior brother come back?" Matilda asked shyly.

The old man's face was covered with clouds in an instant. Made, I seemed to have been stabbed to death by him in my dream? This unfilial puppet!

"Well, I'm waiting for him, come back!"

...

At the bar, Red Dragon Morgan Monash and Augustine were whispering.

"Old Ao (everyone calls it that now). You know Chen Yan earlier. You said Chen Yan... is his surname Cao?" Honglong said in a tangled way.

"Ha? Chen Yan must have a surname Chen, how could he be Cao? Their surname is very important, so don't talk nonsense." Augustine said amused and crying that people in the chaotic camp are troublesome, and I don't know how their brains grow.

"Don't have the surname Cao? Is there any bloodline of the surname Cao?"

Augustine simply ignored him, they only took their father's surname, I know that.

Honglong was struggling there, right? The book he wrote back a while ago, Boss Cao in it said, "I'm so murderous in my dream!", that magic ability is so powerful!

So I died in my dream...isn't it wrong?

...

"Is Chen Yan here?"

The bar seemed to be very lively today. Before Augustine could hear Anmonash’s complaints, the teleportation array suddenly brought two new guests, and asked Chen Yan at the beginning.

The new guests were two women, one of whom was tall and wearing armor covering most of his body; the other was a magician, dragged by the female warrior, with a look of reluctance.

"If Chen Yan is not here, it will probably take three to seven or eight years to come back." Too many people asked this question, Lao Ao answered it well.

"Ah? Then why did he call me here?" The female warrior looked stupid and cute.

"When did he call you here? That kid is the most dishonest." The female magician complained. "I still have an experiment that has not been completed, and all the materials have been wasted."

"In the dream." The female warrior replied very seriously.

...

"Dream?" Hearing sensitive words, Monash at the bar turned his head in confusion. "Did you say you dreamed of...shen words?"

"Ah? Yes, why..." Before the female warrior Firna could answer, the former courage and the God of Military Strategy, Thomas, happened to pass by and talked directly, "Why is it so coincidental that I dreamed of that person yesterday, and he... kept advising me to come bravely."

After saying that, Tomas couldn't help but touch his cheek, and it still felt pain-yes, I advised me to do it with my fists!

One must be brave, one punch and one slap in the face! In the end, I killed me with one knife... But that's fine, no longer have to worry about the slightest bit of courage.

Since Thomas gave up the clergy of courage to Atwood, he has been doing better. One is that the benefits here are good, and the other is that there are many friends, and it is really wild to go to Chen Yan. The Great Wilderness can make you a way out, and Thomas is convinced by this!

His originally very small "military strategy" clergy has now evolved into a "strategic" clergy. Seeing the leap forward development with the Kunpeng world, he may also take into account the god of "five-year plan, ten-year blueprint and annual budget".

"I dreamed too." Phil Dabas, who had no presence, raised his hand, and the symbols on his head flashed.

I dreamed of "I will not work, I will not work", and then I beat you, and after the fight, I said, "Don't let me see you again, you are free now, get out of here." When he woke up, he found that the pressure of betraying the lady and the race had disappeared. In short, it was a good dream.

"And I." Old man Atwood raised his hand there.

"Same." Asa Constance, the god of nobles.

"Yeah." This is the goddess of illusion, her face is not very good... because she was mixed with doubles in her dream and was in a bad mood.

...

"In other words, that kid must have done something! But it doesn't seem like a bad thing." Old Atwood summarized it very well, sounding like a complaint, but in fact he was talking to Chen Yan.

Most of the people who heard it nodded. They were divine creatures and were more sensitive to unknown threats. Indeed, after that dream, most people felt more relaxed, and an unknown hidden danger was solved.

I guess it should be a benefit from the future Lord God? For this reason, I should drink a glass of cinder wine!

"Wait, wait!" Augustine blocked the bottle mouth and said with extreme dissatisfaction, "Where are me? Why do you all have me but not!" He really didn't worry about being weak but not being equal. The ancients really didn't deceive me.

As a result, a group of people looked at him squintedly - why don’t you think you’re not sure?

You don’t have enough strength! Our group of people are either gods or demigods, and at the worst they are also divine creatures! Who is like you? After getting the attributeless divine crystal, he was silly and thrust, and he was thinking about it but not absorbing it... You just thought too much and made yourself stupid!

Not to mention old justice people like Atwood, even the red dragon Monash who had just been beaten up, nodded and laughed at him, making the lich blush in anger.

****

"Wife, please take care of me, wife."

In the dreamland, Chen Yan ran around Mixueer very much. From his back, he looked very much like the dog Levithus... turned into.

Unfortunately, this kind of diligence is exchanged for, "Hmph!"

Mixueer snorted angrily, turned her head to the other side, and ignored him. This is a place that is exactly the same as the second floor of the temple, with a little good detail from far to near. It not only reflects Mixueer's powerful strength, but also shows how attentive she is to arrange the residence of the two people on the second floor of the temple - even in her dreams, she remembers it clearly.

Chen Yan... Chen Yan was so happy.

Oh, this wife is so cute. She is obviously so angry in reality. She didn't play the Legend of Zhen Huan in her dream, nor did she turn into a husband-torn maniac and beat him up or something. She just sulked and ignored others. Oh, it's so interesting.

He didn't know that reality was being staged by the whole world's women's chewed with by Chen Yan - otherwise he would not dare to make do with him at this time if he gave him ten courage!

He didn't die because he was lucky, but because Mixue'er loved him.

But this is not a solution... Chen Yan's eyes rolled, and he suddenly remembered something and said happily.

"Wife, I know that the goddess of illusion lives there. Can we go and vent her anger?"
Chapter completed!