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9.00-King of Fantasy 17 Dreams are just dreams

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    "Qin En."

    Someone is calling your name.

    When he heard this voice, he originally wanted to respond, but for some unknown reason, his body did not execute the brain's command.

    It¡¯s not that the language function is abnormal. I checked with my hands and found that the throat is still there and there is no sewing on the mouth. Occasionally, I can make some simple sounds like bah-ah-ah.

    But the results that can be achieved are limited to these, just like the language ability of a newborn babbling baby.

    A strong smell of disinfectant penetrated his nose, and before he knew it, he came to a modern hospital: indeed, his memory of the past was a bit blurry, but Qin En still had an idea of ??hospitals in the outside world.  The white hospital corridor seemed to be nighttime from the window, and I was sitting on a bench in the hospital corridor specially prepared for family members. I don¡¯t know how long I had been sitting there. There was no one around, and there was no memory of existence.  A familiar figure exists among them.

    ¡°What¡¯s the meaning of appearing here?¡±

    The hospital is simply a place for medical treatment, but Qin En knew that the situation in front of him was abnormal. He knew that he was dreaming, and he was not deceiving himself. At this time, he strangely remembered the things before falling asleep very clearly, and he knew  He shouldn't be in this modern hospital: No matter how absurd it is in Eternal Pavilion, it is impossible to reach this point.

    The hospital appearing in the dream should have some profound meaning, right?  Qin En has never read Zhou Gong's Interpretation of Dreams, but he knows one thing: the hospital is the place where life and death are reincarnated. Life must pass here, and death must pass here.

    "Qin En."

    Could it be that the secret of my birth is hidden here?  Just as he was unconsciously walking in the hospital building with such thoughts, the voice calling him became more obvious.

    There was some strange magic in the voice. When I looked back, I seemed to see someone waving to me. Judging from the hands alone, it was a young woman But why couldn't I see her face clearly?  Woolen cloth?

    ? Red clothes, white kimono¡­¡­¡­¡­

    grass!  forgotten!  The hospital still has a way to talk!  That is an area with a high incidence of supernatural incidents¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª!  !  !  !

    "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu:

    Qin En sat up suddenly, and it was not until he finished this action that he could clearly see what was in front of him.  It's not a hospital from the outside world, nor is it a female ghost in red. It's a room with no modern flavor and no antique feel.

    "Tch, tsk, what, what hahahahaha. I did it for a long time, but it was just a nightmare. Damn it. I thought it was some special dream for the protagonist with special connotations. But after doing it for a long time, I was just having a nightmare.  ah!"

    The tense nerves relaxed at this moment. Qin En lay limply on the bed. When he raised his head, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling that he had never seen in any novel. However, he judged rationally that this should be the Eternal Pavilion.  Guilty?

    "Oh, it's really embarrassing. I didn't expect that a grown man like me would wake up from a nightmare. Fortunately, no one saw it."

    "¡­¡­¡­¡­Are you OK?"

    "¡­¡­ah?"

    When Qin En looked at the owner of the voice, what he saw was a pair of shy and embarrassed eyes of a girl.

    The girl has beautiful long pink hair, and this color of hair directly reminds Qin En of her name: Lingxian.  Suzusen - Udankain - Inaba, the disciple of Yashii Eirin, she did not just come in, but sat obediently on Qin En's bedside with her legs together from the beginning and took care of him, wearing a pair of black  Her garter stockings tightly wrapped her soft and slender snowy jade legs. Her white fingers peeled the apple dexterously, and the intact apple peel fell to the floor. Just from this, you can see the girl's handiwork.  Skill.

    "I remember, you didn't seem to be wearing garters before, right? Why are you suddenly wearing them now?"

    "This, I can't tell you this" Lingxian lowered his head shyly and refused to answer the question.

    "AhI'm sorry, I just woke up and my mind was a bit awkward, so I asked some questions involving personal interests."

    interest?  Maybe Suzusen¡¯s master, Yashi Eirin, thinks bare feet don¡¯t look good?  Maybe it's because the weather has turned cooler since the morning. In short, Qin En can't ask these questions.

    Then, there was a silence Qin En had never found it so difficult to speak, and even his voice began to become hoarse. This was not because Lingxian had changed her clothes. The old-fashioned combination of blue and white stripes and black silk suspenders was really  It feels very inconsistent, but there are always someAfter the road to energy required a life-long exhaustion, it was indeed a wise move for him to give up and seek another life.

    "I took this arrow away as a souvenirMaster Meihong¡ª¡ª"

    ¡°I¡¯ve said it all, you don¡¯t need to call me master. Now that you have decided to find your new life, our master-disciple relationship ends here You can just call me Meihong from now on.¡±

    ??Meihong dislikes the name Fujiwara and is very unhappy. Because of the word Fujiwara, there is a sense of estrangement between the master and the disciple, which makes Meihong extremely unhappy.

    "Meihongwhat?" Qin En was a little uncomfortable. Qin En was a little uncomfortable with the sudden loss of the last two words of the title.

    "Ah, that's right, you can just call me that from now on." Meihong didn't act too pretentious, but accepted the title.

    "Well Meihong, I can only visit you occasionally from now on. Since I no longer need to practice, my job at the boss's place will be restored to full-time status."

    "Go, go - you haven't been unconscious for long, and it will be time to go to work in the afternoon soon."

    "Hmm, then goodbye, Meihong."

    Qin En slowly left the bamboo forest. He was no longer as high-spirited as he was at the beginning. He saw his limit in the setbacks.

    "Sure enough, it is enough that the dream is just a dream."

    I¡¯ve had enough dreams, should I wake up and work?

    Qin En came to the fragrant Sunflower Shop, sighed, and opened the door.

    "Good afternoon, Qin En, I have to trouble you again today."

    The owner of the flowers of the four seasons, Feng Jian Youxiang, remained unchanged there to welcome him, the only employee.

    "Good afternoon, boss, I need to ask for more advice today."

    After waking up from the dream, it¡¯s time for me to work.

    Let¡¯s put aside the pursuit of dreams.

    I don¡¯t have that talent.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Feeling a little bit reluctant to let go!

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    Do you think a substitute will be awakened?  Do you think you can get superpowers so easily?  Too naive and mouthy!
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