But as soon as his hand habitually touched his waist, the person froze.

Huh? Wait!

This texture?

He Lingchuan lowered his head and saw that it was a familiar handle + a familiar scabbard, a combination he saw every day and all the time in reality.

The precious sword is worn on the waist.

He drew the knife bit by bit, and the brilliance contained within it burst out bit by bit.

Sure enough, it’s Fu Sheng!

Isn't he dreaming?

No, he was in a dream to begin with.

He Lingchuan pulled out his sword and held it in mid-air. Well, he still used his arms and fingers just like in reality.

The feeling of being connected to each other has not diminished at all, and none of the weapons used in the dream can bring this feeling.

Is this big treasure suddenly following him into his dream because he has repaired the broken knife and renamed it? Or is it because he prayed last time and hoped to find a replacement weapon as soon as possible in his dream?

In any case, the most advantageous treasure has also appeared, which is even more powerful for him.

He flicked the blade and asked the sword: "Do you know that I am short of good weapons?"

The sword answered with a long cry.

The cold wind blew into the room, it was too cold. He Lingchuan was about to close the window when he suddenly heard a strange noise.

Click, click, click, three times in a row, as if someone pressed a clicker.

I saw someone calling me wife in the book review section.

Well, this is the name of an external station, which is a bit more popular than Dada.

But here~~it’s called “Juju”.
Chapter completed!