With the word "Silver Frost" in its name, it is actually a place to support people with lush vegetation and gurgling water!

But no matter how good the valley is after a fierce torture, what remains can only be full of bitterness.

Mixed together are blood, tears, yellow paper, and white cloth~

This is where mortals live.

The industrious and simple mountain people work hard in the valley and live a simple life of daily income and income at sunrise.

"Probably two years ago..."

Yan Yue told Bai Lian about the past of Yinshuang Valley.

A magic cultivator who couldn't get along in other places came to the Silver Frost Valley.

They occupy the valley as the king, "private public vehicles", and toss here vigorously.

Every once in a while, there are mountain people who disappear and become sacrifices for these magic cultivators to study sorcery. Therefore, a great paradise has been turned into a smoky demon cave.

After receiving the news, the Duxianmen chose Yinshuang Valley as the trial site, and asked the disciples to solve these demons.

"It was here that day."

In the wasteland in the valley, Yan Yue pointed to a clearing.

She played the piano here, and fell asleep while playing.

That was the first time she entered that unstoppable nightmare since then.

"So what exactly is that nightmare?"

Bai Lian asked.

Knowing the root and knowing the bottom, can only be sent into the soul.

Yan Yue paced back and forth on the wasteland.

Say it.

She is willing to come here with Bai Lian, that is, she is ready to show her secret to Bai Lian.

"Actually, that dream can't be called a nightmare."

Yan Yue spoke suddenly, her voice weak, as if she was seriously ill.

On the one hand, it is because her mental state has been very bad recently.

On the other hand, I have to blame Bai Lian, because Bai Lian took out the mirror and tortured her physically and mentally!

It is true that she is an immortal cultivator at the fit stage, but her character and endurance are not as good as Bai Lian, who has a heart of glass and is "strong in body".

Bai Lian nodded slightly.

and then?

She tends to be impeccable when it comes to playing the audience.

Because she's professionally trained, she can stay calm no matter how funny what the other person is saying.

Probably this is why the system thinks she has no morals.

She looks like a person with no empathy.

Actually not.

Come on, I'll take any tricks!

Yan Yue stood pretty lively: "I became another person in my dream..."

she said slowly.

In her dream, she was a loose cultivator.

A pure casual repair.

A virtuous practice.

A loose cultivator filled with blood and passion every day!

Every nightmare is a lie.

That world is not scary, but full of human brilliance.

For the past two months, she has acted as a chivalrous man in her dreams.

She has received many accolades.

This was supposed to be a great deed full of joy and elation.

But doing such a good thing is too exhausting!

Every time Yan Yue wakes up from a dream, she feels empty all over her body. She seems to have gained a lot of things, but she seems to have gotten nothing at all.

After tangled is melancholy.

In the end, thousands of melancholy turned into a line of words——

Empty tassels cold embroidered Yin, leaning on Pingshan pillow provoking fragrant dust, Xiaoting flowers dew weeping strong spring.

Yan Yue once wanted to get out of this strange situation.

But she can't.

As long as it was four o'clock (0:00), she would fall asleep on time no matter what she was doing at the time.

She tried a cantilever beam, and woke up sadly to find that she was hanging from the beam, with the vertebra stuck in her thigh, looking very funny.

This reminded her of the fear of being dominated by An Lan!

She also tried to hold up her eyelids with a stick, just like Tom did, but the stick was directly pinched by the surprisingly tough eyelids.

She also tried to eat a can of elixir to refresh her mind and resist the impact of her spiritual sense. In the end, she was lonely after eating, but she made herself greedy.

This feeling of being unable to go up and down is driving Yan Yue crazy.

Why can't it be done all at once, or just quit?

Forget it!

Since you can't hide, try to forget.

But the problem came again.

"No matter what I do, I can't forget what I did in my dream. Even if I wield the sword of wisdom to cut off those distracting thoughts, it won't take long for them to pop up again."

Yan Yue has ten thousand grievances in her heart.

This……

Bai Lian scratched his head.

The situation does look serious.

But the ancestors of the blood tree can't see the problem, her head is empty, how can she say one, two, three, who is not as heavy as her chest?

or……

Bai Lian's eyes turned slightly.

If you can't resist, why not try to lie down and enjoy.

There is nothing wrong with being a heroic heroine in a dream.

Bai Lian expressed his opinion to Yan Yue.

Yan Yue's emotions suddenly became excited, and she grabbed Bai Lian's hand again.

In the grass, An Lan was alert.

Yan Yue shook her head gently: "I can't do it, I can't do it, I really can't do it."

The way she kept shaking her head made Bai Lian feel a little distressed.

Although Yan Yue was over 400 years old, as far as that face was concerned, no one would doubt that she was a stinky little sister.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Bai Lian could only follow her will to appease her.

Yan Yue suddenly raised her head and looked at Bai Lian with more pitiful eyes: "I don't want to do this either, but as soon as I wake up from the dream, I will feel very empty in my heart, so empty that I feel what is wrong here.

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