"that's it?"

"Otherwise? I'll leave you alone, bro, I don't even care about sleeping with the sky as my bed, and the earth as my bed, yet you still pick and choose!"

Near the Xionghuo tribe's territory, somewhere on a slope with lush vegetation.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, two figures lay flat on the grass.

Their faces were peaceful, their heads were leaning against each other, and they shared a golden, soft pillow, but Wu Wang's feet were facing south and Sleep God's feet were facing north.

As the fat-faced innate god said, "Go to sleep," everyone closed their eyes at the same time.

Then……

Wu Wan's eyes opened instantly, and they were full of red threads. He heard the snoring sound of Sleep God coming from above his head. He raised his hand to press Sleep God's neck and shook it vigorously.

Sleep! Why sleep?

Give him back his right to sleep!

"Yes, you can't sleep directly."

Sleep God chuckled, and the two of them sat cross-legged and pondered for a while, trying several times to help Wu Wan regain his confidence—the confidence of Sleep, and finally Sleep God said:

"You hold, ahem, you let the snake come into contact with you. I'll take you there to take a look first, so we can discuss how to deal with it."

Ming She immediately took a few steps forward. Although her eyes were calm, it could be judged from her slightly trembling fingertips and the slightly pursed corners of her mouth...

She can!

Wu Wu said, "Ming She, go and bring Su Qing here."

"Yes, Master."

The singing snake greeted him in a low voice, took a few steps back, retreated into the clouds and mist, and disappeared out of sight.

After all...the master's will cannot be defied.

While Ming She was leaving, the God of Sleep raised his eyebrows at Wu Wan and murmured: "This little fierce god has good strength and good potential. If she can understand the true way of the universe in the future, she can also be your help. Don't think about it.

?”

"What are you considering? Isn't she my subordinate?"

"Look, look!"

The God of Sleep chuckled, and when his fat face smiled, his eyes seemed much smaller.

He muttered: "They are all men, but I still don't understand you?"

"I'm very serious!"

Wu Wan snorted, with a slight smile in his eyes, and said warmly: "Just the two of them make my scalp go numb, so I'd better calm down and practice with peace of mind."

The God of Sleep muttered: "Didn't that mean there wasn't a fight?"

"Is this guaranteed? There is still a long way to go, and nothing is certain."

"Brother, your other subordinate, the little fairy named Miao Crisp Horn, doesn't she have a pill that can make people take it without making them jealous?"

Wu Wan immediately scolded: "What's going on? Brother, you have a problem with your thinking! It's better to just choose one!"

The God of Sleep chuckled and winked at Wu Wan.

Faint ripples appeared in the universe on the side, and two figures flew into the clouds together; Wu Wan looked up and saw Lin Suqing's figure, as well as the little head emerging from Lin Suqing's arms.

She also followed.

Wu smiled and said: "Suqing came to help me, I need to stabilize my sleep."

"Hey, okay," Lin Suqing agreed, then pushed the blue bird out and said with a smile, "Why don't you just let me stand on top of you, I have to sit down."

It was done on purpose.

Wu Wan smiled and nodded. When the blue bird was still a little dazed, it was already 'thrown' out by Lin Suqing, spread its wings and landed on Wu Wan's shoulder.

Wu Wan lowered his head to look at Qingniao. Before he could show a warm enough smile, he rolled his eyes and slowly fell down, lying on the golden pillow.

"Okay," the God of Sleep waved his hand, "You two stay nearby while we fall asleep."

Lin Suqing glanced at Song Snake, then took a few steps back with a smile.

Ming She looked at the God of Sleep with some worry and stood there with his hands folded.

The God of Sleep ignored her, lying on the other half of the pillow with a smile, facing Wu Wan, and the two of them formed a straight line.

The God of Yunmeng didn't know what he thought of, and a slight smile appeared on his lips, and this smile was a little weird.

He closed his eyes, and a shallow, warm halo filled the golden pillow. This halo affected the blue bird, making it very sleepy. It opened its small beak and yawned.

She was afraid that she would slip off Wu Wan's shoulders when she fell asleep, so she slowly walked to Wu Wan's chest and lay down slowly, a small sound of breathing coming from the corner of her mouth.

Song Snake frowned tightly, hesitating whether to immediately 'rescue' the blue bird. A wisp of sleep god's voice penetrated into Song Snake's ears.

The voice was lazy and said:

"If you don't want your master to wake up and scold you, just stay still and do your duty as a mount."

Just as Ming She was about to retort, the fierce heart suddenly trembled; her pupils turned into ice blue, but she could not help but feel fear in her eyes.

Several puppets came out of the sleeves of the God of Sleep. In the blink of an eye, the puppets turned into several beauties and knelt down beside the God of Sleep. They gently shook the folding fan for the God of Sleep and rubbed his legs and shoulders.

Sleeping is something very sacred.

…

'Brother, brother?'

Drowsily, Wu Wang slowly regained consciousness, as if he had opened his eyes on the bed, but what he saw was a land filled with clouds and mist.

Immediately, a clear understanding came to his mind, that this place should be transformed by the magical power of the god of sleep.

A cloud of mist floated from the side, and a figure jumped out and stood quietly in front of Wu Juan, which made Wu Juan look stunned.

Is this Brother Sleep?

It's impossible. Even if the God of Sleep loses weight, it's unlikely that he will grow... grow...

Look at the ancient god in front of him, wearing a light purple robe with a vertical collar and a cloud pattern. The entire robe has no buttons and exudes a mysterious Taoist charm.

The face above the vertical collar has starry eyes and thick eyebrows, a narrow and straight nose bridge, and the outline of the face is somewhat feminine, but it does not give people the slightest sense of femininity, but is rather neutral.

Seeing this face, Wu Wan naturally thought of the word 'Yunmeng' in his heart.

This should be the true face of the sleeping god, that slightly chubby appearance. If it's not that "time is a butcher's knife", then it's a deliberate disguise in the direction of mediocrity.

Wu laughed and said: "Brother, are you like this?"

The voice he spoke at this time actually seemed to be echoing in his own ears, with a dull feeling.

The God of Sleep blinked, smiled and pointed at Wu Wan, and Wu Wan immediately had a few mantras in his heart.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Read the formula carefully and you will understand how to communicate normally here, so you convey your spiritual thoughts and smile to the God of Sleep again: "Brother, this is the real

Appearance?"

"Of course," said the God of Sleep with a smile.

The sleeping god outside always smiles with a hint of 'hehe';

But when the sleeping god here smiled, it really explained what the ancient god's style was, making Wu Wan even a little...a little ashamed.

Not too handsome, not too handsome.

The God of Sleep said warmly: "These are all appearances. The essence of our innate gods is actually just a glimpse of the great road."

Wu smiled and said nothing.

The God of Sleep said again: "Brother, your outfit and hair accessories are really a bit strange."

Wu Wan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and saw the all-too-familiar light blue close-fitting space suit. He raised his hand and touched the top of his head. The communication components were also there...

"this?"

The God of Sleep explained: "This place is the dreamland of you and me, and it is also the edge zone of each other's consciousness. What you and I can project here is our own understanding of ourselves from the bottom of our hearts."

"Can you cover it up?"

"Of course, I am the God of Sleep," the God of Sleep squinted and smiled, pointing at Wu Wan again.

Wu Wan 'stood' in this desolate dreamland and thought for a while. His body was soon filled with silver starlight, he changed into white clothes and regained his long hair.

The God of Sleep blinked, but without asking any more questions, he made a gesture of invitation to Wu Wan.

"Let's go pick up your Taoist companion."

Before Wu Wang could speak, the God of Sleep turned around and whispered:

"This place is essentially a dream, just like the airspace that the three of us imagined together, so the rules here can also be controlled by us.

However, you don't need to try too hard. It's not easy to control the rules. It's easy to make the dream collapse. I have secretly restricted your intervention in this place.

Look, isn’t it just in front?”

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the clouds and mist in front opened to the left and right like a curtain.
To be continued...