Ye Haolong couldn't wake up anyway, and Li Banfeng was about to fall asleep.

The old teapot barely held on: "Brother, why don't you go out of the city for a while?"

Leaving Pillow City can indeed get rid of tiredness, but this does not solve the actual problem. The next time he comes to Pillow City, it will be the same situation, and Li Banfeng still cannot wake up Ye Haolong.

"How about going home for a while..." The old teapot fell asleep.

The same thing happened when he returned home, but the problem still wasn't solved, but Li Banfeng really couldn't hold it any longer.

After sitting in the portable home for a while, Li Banfeng became more awake, and the magic weapons around him also woke up.

Li Banfeng rubbed his forehead and asked the record player: "Honey lady, is there any way to wake people up in Pillow City?"

The lady put down the clay figurine in her hand, thought for a moment and said: "It is really difficult to wake up a sleeping person, but there are some ways to make the person wake up on his own. One is to rely on mind training to force the person to give birth.

The thought of waking up."

Jiu Gulu said: "Sister, I tried it, but it doesn't work. The people in Pillow City are too fast asleep to have any thoughts at all."

Hulu always takes action when others don't know it, but it's a pity that it didn't work this time.

Zhong Pendulum also thought: "Madam, I've tried it too, and it really doesn't work."

The record player was a little angry: "I've given you so many good things for free, and each one of you has been fat and in vain. When it's time to put in the effort, it's all useless."

If you can’t cultivate with thoughts, you have to rely on dreams to cultivate, Meng De, you go try it!”

Mengde walked down from the wall, changed from a calendar card to a pocket watch, and said to Li Banfeng: "Master, when I get to that person in a while, I will enter his dream and persuade him to wake up from his dream."

Li Banfeng took Mengde out of his residence and came to Ye Haolong.

Mengde yawned: "This place is really sleepy——"

Before she finished speaking, Mengde had already fallen asleep. She entered Ye Haolong's dream.

Mengxiu was not afraid of falling asleep here. She was also awake when she entered the dreamland. Li Banfeng braced himself and waited for Mengde's reply. After waiting for about ten minutes, Mengde did not come out. Li Banfeng sat down with Ye Haolong.

He fell asleep next to him.

He dreamed that he was holding his wife and dancing on the big dance floor of Xiaoyaowu. The band was playing accompaniment on the stage and the singer was singing in the band.

After skipping one song after another, Li Banfeng gently wiped the sweat beads on the trumpet: "Baby lady, are you tired?"

"If my husband is not tired, my little slave will not be tired."

"Baby lady, let's dance another cha cha cha!"

"I won't dance anymore, my bones will hurt after dancing."

"Does it really hurt? Let me rub it hard for my wife——.——·

Li Banfeng was rubbing his bones on the record player when the singer on the stage suddenly shouted: "Master, you can't dance anymore, it's time to wake up."

"Don't make trouble, didn't you see that I was busy?" Li Banfeng gently rubbed his wife's bones.

"If you really can't jump anymore, if you jump again, you will fall asleep and it will be difficult to wake up!"

"Sink, just sink, and have a good sleep with my wife!"

"Master!" Meng De said coquettishly, pulling Li Banfeng out of the dreamland.

Li Banfeng was so angry that Meng De woke him up: "Can't you wait a little longer? I'll rub it for you to make it comfortable..."

"Master, don't forget the business."

Li Banfeng stretched and looked at Ye Haolong on the bed.

He was still lying in his original position and hadn't moved much.

"You didn't wake him up?" Li Banfeng frowned and looked at Meng De, "He didn't wake up, what did you ask me to do?"

"Master, I went to his dream, but I really can't get close to him. He has been fighting with others. If I approach rashly, I will definitely be seriously injured by him, and even lose my life if I don't do it."

"In the dream, you will be hurt by him?" Li Banfeng didn't know much about dream cultivation skills.

Mengde explained: "You may not be hurt if you enter the dreamland of ordinary people, but if you enter the dreamland of another dream cultivator, it is equivalent to entering his territory, and every move may become real."

The words were a bit convoluted, so Li Banfeng asked: "You mean, Ye Haolong is Mengxiu?"

Mengde hesitated a little: "The cultivation level is invisible, but I think he was very awake in his dream, so he should be a dream cultivator."

Ye Haolong has Yunshang's cultivation, so it is indeed a bit difficult for Mengde to deal with a Yunshang cultivator alone.

Li Banfeng couldn't think of a solution for a while and felt sleepy.

Seeing him yawn, Mengde came up with an idea: "Master, would you like to go into his dreamland?"

Li Banfeng said in surprise: "You have such a method?"

Meng De said: "With my little cultivation alone, I definitely don't have such a method, but among the foreigners I ate before, one was a master of dream control. After eating his flesh and blood, I learned a little about the dream bridge technique. Maybe

I can give it a try."

Before Mengde could explain in detail what Dream Bridge was, Li Banfeng felt his eyelids heavy and quickly fell asleep.

In his sleep, Li Banfeng was lying on his wife's belly and listening silently.

The lady asked cautiously: "Mr. sir, do you think it's a boy or a girl?"

Meng De snorted coldly from the side: "As if she can really give birth."

Li Banfeng and his wife lingered for a while, and then Mengde led him to a suspension bridge.

Although Li Banfeng knew that he was in a dream after Mengde reminded him, the suspension bridge in front of him

Li Banfeng still felt strange.

He didn't know where the suspension bridge was hung. He only saw dozens of ropes falling from the sky.

The rickety bridge deck is suspended, but the source of these ropes is not visible.

Li Banfeng looked at Meng De and said, "If you fall off this suspension bridge, will you really fall to your death?"

There was no record player here, and there was no Hong Ying. Meng De held Li Banfeng's arm tightly and said softly: "Don't be afraid, as long as I am here, the master will never make any mistakes."

Li Banfeng followed Mengde onto the bridge. The suspension bridge swayed three times with every step, and the fog rose under the bridge and was bottomless.

After taking two steps, Li Banfeng moved his ankles from time to time. He was always ready to ride the wind and clouds. Even if he fell, he could still fly.

No, my legs can't produce any strength, and I can't seem to fly.

Meng De reminded: "Master, only Meng Xiu can use his full strength in the dream. The practitioners of other sects are subject to certain restrictions. When you meet Ye Haolong, you can't be forceful. You are in his dream."

You may not be able to beat him."

Halfway across the suspension bridge, Li Banfeng vaguely heard the sound of killing and the clash of weapons, which came from Ye Haolong's dream.

After crossing the suspension bridge, Li Banfeng first came to a bamboo forest. The bamboos were densely covered with many knife marks and blood stains. Some of the bamboos had been cut off at the waist. It was a bit miserable in the mess.

The further he walked, the more intense the shouts of death became. When he reached the edge of the bamboo forest, Li Banfeng finally saw Ye Haolong.

Ye Haolong was holding a long sword and was fighting with a group of masked men. Behind him was a truck parked, and next to the truck lay a dying salesman.

Is this what happened during the decisive battle between the salesman and the man in heaven?

This situation actually reappeared in the dream?

Ye Haolong is surrounded by more than a dozen masked men. Which masked man is the one from heaven?

They all look similar. Could it be that they are all clones of heavenly beings?

Judging from the situation in the dream, after the salesman was defeated by the Heavenly Man, Ye Haolong helped him resist for a period of time. It can be seen that Ye Haolong's cultivation and combat power are quite superb, and he is a top figure in Puzhou.

Is this really the case?

Mengde held Li Banfeng's hand tightly and gently reminded Li Banfeng: "Master,

This is a dream and cannot be taken seriously."

There are differences between the scenes in dreams and reality, very different.

Even so, Li Banfeng did not dare to be careless. He took Mengde and hid in the bamboo forest, silently watching the two sides fight.

Ye Haolong's swordsmanship is very elegant. Under the siege of more than a dozen people, he can attack and defend freely, advance and retreat calmly, and there are no obvious flaws.

After more than thirty rounds of fighting, Ye Haolong's long sword flew up and flashed with more than a dozen sword lights, knocking the swords off the hands of more than a dozen men in black.

There were scars on the bodies of more than a dozen men in black, and Ye Haolong seemed to be kneeling due to excessive consumption.

But why do all the men in black use swords and have similar sword moves?

These sword moves seem to have been seen somewhere before, as if they appeared in some movies filmed in Zhengzheng Village.

That's right, it's the sword move routine in the movie.

How real is Ye Haolong's dream?

The concept of time in the dream was very vague, but fortunately Mengde had the function of precise timing. After half an hour, this boring battle finally ended. From beginning to end, both sides did not use any techniques, they just competed here.

With a slight advantage, Ye Haolong repelled a group of men in black, and then stumbled towards the salesman.

"Senior, how are you?" Ye Haolong picked up the salesman.

The salesman looked at Ye Haolong and breathed hard: "Brother Ye, you are good."
To be continued...