Half past eight in the evening.

Su Mingan put on the Dream Patrol helmet and entered the game "Lou Yue Kingdom".

Lu Shu has been arranged by him to the guest room, and the cloaked man has been driven to the sofa by him. Su Luoluo is resting in his master bedroom, and he himself is sitting at the desk. The old house of less than 80 square meters can accommodate four people.

, it is indeed a bit crowded.

As it is approaching early in the morning, the Penglai Immortal Election has entered a feverish stage. Major newspapers and websites are flooding the Internet with articles: "Shocking! The people most likely to land on Penglai Immortal Island are actually them!" "It is predicted that they will finally be in Penglai Immortal Island.

The three winners of Laixian Selection!" "Why has the No. 1 Dream Tourist never come forward?" and other hot news.

Su Mingan looked at the Dream Patrol Forum. His computer was almost full of private messages and posts. Major forces were bombarding his mailbox, and they seemed to want to win over him as the "No. 1 Dream Patrol Expert".

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Among them, Xinyue from the Human Self-Salvation Alliance wanted to invite him. Li Yuxuan from the Urban Guardian Department also wanted to win over him. Various countries, independent cities, coalition governments, and the military all extended olive branches to him. Su Mingan even saw a letter written

The email was addressed to "Xiao Ying, the deputy leader of the old Holy See", and the content was: [First Meng Xunjia, is it convenient for me to meet?], I don't know if this is true or not. Anyway, he has nothing to do with the old Holy See.

Good impression, this is a group of lunatics who bomb the city for no apparent reason.

...I will finish the second chapter of "Louyue Kingdom" tonight.

Su Mingan ignored any emails and pressed the [Start] button on the helmet.

His five senses slowly faded away, white light obscured Su Mingan's vision, and ancient scenes were quickly loaded in front of his eyes. When Su Mingan's feet touched the ground, he returned to the outskirts of Beijing where it was already dark.

A dark yellow full moon hangs quietly between the old trees. In the distance, the gorgeous glazed tiles of the capital can be seen, and the smoke and birds are rising. A girl with black hair and green eyes is sitting under the tree, leaning her head against the tree trunk, and the moonlight is tracing the

Looking at her beautiful face, her eyes were closed, her breathing was rising and falling slightly, and she seemed to be fast asleep.

"...Are you really still waiting here?" Su Mingan said to himself.

When he left the game in the morning, he told Chaoyan to let Chaoyan wait for him here. But in fact, he had no hope for this. As a result - more than ten hours later, Chaoyan was actually still there.

Wait for him here.

Chaoyan leaned against the tree trunk, her body stained with dew, and her floral skirt was covered with broken leaves. When Su Mingan approached, she opened her eyes like an alert wolf, but the moment she saw him, her cold eyes quickly

Restore softness.

"You're finally back." Chaoyan yawned and stood up.

"You...have been waiting here?" Su Mingan asked.

"Yes." Chaoyan took a few steps closer: "This is the outskirts of Beijing, and there are wild animals. I'm just an orphan from a small village, and I don't dare to wander around."

The moonlight shone on her pale face, she blinked and smiled at Su Mingan: "By the way, I have a gift for you."

"ah?"

Chaoyan took out a piece of dogtail grass from his back and handed it to Su Ming'an: "Here it is for you."

Su Ming'an stared at the dog's tail grass, and then looked at Chao Yan's smile with confusion in his eyes - he really couldn't understand the brain circuit of this orphan girl from a small village. Sometimes she was as compassionate as a savior god.

She could tolerate the greedy villagers who exploited her for several years, and sometimes she was as cold as a devil, turning a blind eye to the villagers who died around her and pushing away their corpses with her own hands.

Just like now, she suddenly gave him dogtail grass, her actions were illogical.

"Why..." Su Mingan took the dog's tail grass. It was really just an ordinary dog's tail grass. There was nothing special about it. It looked like a small feather duster and was very ugly.

"I just want to give you a gift." Chaoyan smiled: "Let's go."

"Chao Yan, have we met before?" Su Ming'an still wanted to confirm this question. When they first met, her look on the verge of tears was so strange. Moreover, the more he got along with her, the more familiar he felt.

Feel.

Chaoyan paused as she moved forward, her dark ponytail swaying slightly behind her head, like a flag in the wind.

Her bright red lips opened, then closed quickly, and then she formed a perfectly curved smile. The floral skirt rustled in the night wind, like the sound of a white dove flapping its wings.

She turned back and looked at him, her expression flawless:

"Maybe I've seen it before."

She blinked:

"...Maybe, it's in your dream."

…

[Beijing Suburb·Peng Laixian Selection]

On the high platform, Princess Jinghe held her chin and looked at the arena.

"...It should be these three people." She whispered.

The countdown to the Penglai Fairy Selection has begun. The three final winners left in the ring are pretty much what everyone expected——

The first one is a young man with black hair and a red boy. The young man has a tall figure, indifferent eyes, and stands on the stage holding a black knife. The blood-red cloak behind him is like a swaying flag, and the thick silver armor on his body is engraved with dragon head patterns. He just stands.

In the ring, no one dared to challenge his position - the young man was none other than General Lou Yue, Yi Zhongyu, who was also a very famous Dream Patrolman in the world.

The second one is a girl with black hair and black eyes. Her hair is combed in a braid and hangs down behind her head. She is wearing a thin and transparent red gauze. She is holding a flexible blood-colored ribbon. Blood and broken pieces of blood are scattered on the floor at her feet.

Internal organs. It is obvious that her enemies have suffered misfortunes, which shows that she is murderous and has vicious thoughts - this woman is none other than Zou Yuqing, the demon sect's witch.

The last one is a white-haired man holding a long sword. He looks extremely handsome, like the big brother next door without any sense of threat. However, the long sword he holds is covered with scars, and he has obviously been injured.

After hundreds of battles, his body contained a murderous aura that could not be unleashed.

"It seems that there will be no more changes in the candidates." A handsome young man said: "You can decide the candidates in advance. I don't want to sit here anymore."

"Second brother, please be patient and wait until the time is up." Princess Jinghe said.

The second prince shook his head: "Who else can beat the three of them? They are all fourth-level Fuzhuan masters. I really can't think of anyone else in this world who will come to participate in this Penglai Immortal Selection. Those hermit masters know it well.

, maybe there is no benefit at all from coming to the Immortal Island. After all, I have never seen an immortal with my own eyes. Who knows if there are any? You think so, brother."

Xiao Jingsan looked at the eldest prince's face, nodded, and played with the waist card in his hand.

His mind was not on the election of Penglai Immortal at all. Now, the real eldest prince has disappeared, and the scandal of the royal family may be exposed at any time. If the imperial master had let the eldest prince go...

"The time has not come yet, let's wait a little longer." Princess Jinghe said.

Under the high position of the royal family, there were a large number of people watching the excitement. The people crowded under the ring, shoulder to shoulder, and their number exceeded tens of thousands.

Since it has entered the night, many people who are afraid of "abnormality" have returned home. But there are still many people who are not afraid of death who stay here and want to see the results of the final immortal selection. The three people in the ring are already at the end of the melee.

The winner, if no one challenges them, the candidate will be finalized soon.

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Yi Zhongyu raised his head and looked at the moonlight tonight.

Zou Yuqing shook the ribbon in his hand boredly and gently licked the blood on his mouth, his temperament was charming and dangerous.

The third white-haired young man lowered his head intently, looking at the blade of the sword in his hand, and gently stroking the sword body with his fingers, as if the sword was his lover.

People hold their breath and wait for the countdown to the Penglaixian election to end little by little, and the candidate is about to be finalized.

At this moment, Yi Zhongyu suddenly spoke up.

"Your Highness the Second Prince, Your Highness the Princess." Yi Zhongyu raised his hands toward the high platform, as if he had something to say.

The second prince was slightly startled, not knowing what General Yi was going to say: "Say."

"——I heard that the royal family has imprisoned the real eldest prince for a long time and is secretly doing some secret things that are unknown to the public. I wonder if this is true?" Yi Zhongyu suddenly said loudly.

He deliberately did not point out the fact that "the eldest prince is a qualified person", so as not to make the eldest prince's situation more dangerous. He only pointed out the matter of the substitute.

Yi Zhongyu knew in his heart that since the character possessed by the No. 1 Dream Patroller in the world was "The First Prince Su Shaoqing", he would help the First Prince regain his identity. Unlike the rumors outside, he did not hold the No. 1 Dream Patroller in his heart.

There is hostility. They are all Dream Patrollers fighting for humanity. No matter what the identity of the first Dream Patroller is in this world, he will only want to help the other person, not be jealous.

Yi Zhongyu's words shocked everyone.

"You, you—!" The second prince stood up suddenly as if his buttocks were on fire. Princess Jing and Princess also had a look of astonishment in their eyes. Thousands of people in the audience even exclaimed. In an instant, rumors spread.

It spread all over the place. There were faint signs of spreading, and it became more and more popular like a vegetable market.

"General Yi has been fighting in the frontier all year round. He has heard many rumors in his ears, but they cannot be true!" An old man quickly spoke up and pointed the finger at Yi Zhongyu.

Yi Zhongyu refused to give in: "In that case, can you let me check the face of the eldest prince? I have mastered the 'disguise' talisman of one of the 'fa'. If the eldest prince on the stage now is not the real one, let me

You’ll know when you get close and touch it.”

Yi Zhongyu's words made the old man start to tremble.

Xiao Jingsan squinted his eyes, showing a dangerous look.

"Presumptuous! Yi Zhongyu! How can you question the eldest prince? Even if you are a meritorious official, you must not be so presumptuous! Stand down!" On the side, the big and round prime minister stood up and scolded Yi Zhongyu in front of the audience.

"Why are you so secretive? Can't you see?" Yi Zhongyu still refused to retreat and shouted immediately, with a tendency to "swear one by one".

"You, you..." The second prince looked pale and glanced at Xiao Jingsan next to him, and then at Yi Zhongyu in the ring.

"If you don't have a guilty conscience, why can't you see it?" Zou Yuqing added fuel to the fire.

"What an outrage! This is outrageous!" the prime minister scolded angrily. Seeing the chaos in the audience becoming more and more chaotic, he wanted to call the royal protector to suppress Yi Zhongyu and suppress this matter completely. But suddenly he felt the sky light up——

--at this time.

"Shua-!"
To be continued...