Where he walked, time seemed to have been called back and quickly retreated.

Zheng Xiaoming's thinking seemed to have been completely frozen and turned blank.

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"Boss, wake up, wake up!"

When Zheng Xiaoming was woken up by someone, he looked at Hu Chonghe in front of the window with dissatisfaction: "What are you doing? Don't you know I'm still sleeping?"

Hu Chonghe was frowning, and he knew that there was no good result to force Zheng Xiaoming to wake up like this, but he had no choice.

The Yang Zili brothers are very terrified and it is impossible to do such a thankless thing.

He could only say with a bitter face: "All the sages of Gaoyang Mansion have been waiting for you for a long time... Prince Anhe is leaving today. Are you the Lord Gaoyang, don't you go to see him off?"

Prince Anhe is leaving? Where to go? Wait, isn’t Prince Anhe dead?

Zheng Xiaoming's memory suddenly became a little confused and confused.

He seemed to have a dream just now, dreaming of the Fuzhou Demon Disaster. The situation was very serious. In the end, he relied on him, Zheng Xiaoming and a Jade Corpse to fight for 300 rounds, and finally turned the tide...

Wait, dreaming?

He is a night watchman! What kind of dreams will the night watchman have?

Zheng Xiaoming was full of doubts and asked, "Prince Anhe said he was leaving? By the way, what's the situation now?"

Hu Chonghe felt that Zheng Xiaoming was a little strange today, but he did not think too much, but said honestly: "The Prince of Anhe took action and suppressed the plague. Now Fuzhou has settled.

Prince Anhe is here specifically to our Gaoyang, want to see you!"

Listening to Hu Chonghe's words, Zheng Xiaoming said calmly: "You try slapping yourself!"

"Ah! Boss?"

"Will you hit me? I'll give you ten thousand with a slap!"

"This, boss, I'm a night watcher now, so it doesn't seem good for you to do this!"

"Hundreds of thousands?"

"I am a night watchman, how can I do this..."

"Ten million!"

"Bang!" A crisp sound rang out from Hu Chong and his face: "Boss, is it a loud noise? If it doesn't sound, I'll slap again?"

Zheng Xiaoming looked at Hu Chong and his slightly flushed face suspiciously and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"No pain!"

"Since it doesn't hurt, it seems that this is all hallucinations..." Zheng Xiaoming said, looking at Hu Chonghe's face, and was eager to try.

Hu Chonghe was startled and hurriedly said, "It hurts, why doesn't it hurt? Boss, don't do it randomly, don't hit someone in the face."

"That's right!"

Zheng Xiaoming slapped Hu Chong and his thighs, and the force he used was a little stronger. Hu Chong and he jumped up in pain.

Before Hu Chong talked, Zheng Xiaoming had waved and said, "Ten million!"

So Hu Chonghe swallowed his anger and did not protest any more.

Zheng Xiaoming thought in his mind. Seeing Hu Chonghe so much pain should not be fake, not in the dream hallucination...

Yes, where can there be such a realistic dream illusion that can hide it from a master like Zheng Xiaoming?

But in case, Zheng Xiaoming raised his hand and pinched his thigh... It hurts so much!

"Brother, Isn't you let Xiao Hu come in and call you? Why are you still dragging yourself... Get up quickly, get up quickly!"

Zheng Yingying ran in like a gust of wind and said.

So Zheng Xiaoming didn't bother to think about it anymore and got up from the bed.

He dressed in a daze, and always felt that everything was not realistic.

Everything in front of me and the things in my memory seemed to be inconsistent, but my memory began to become more and more blurred. I could no longer remember the details.

Everything was intact. Zheng Xiaoming saw the Prince of Anhe who was full of energy.

This domineering Prince Anhe was quite polite to Zheng Xiaoming, but he just got rid of Zheng Xiaoming's two bastards (the prince Anhe himself said) and became a night watchman.

Of course, Zheng Xiaoming would not refuse such a trivial matter, as it was just a matter of joining the team anyway.

After seeing off the Prince of Anhe, everything was fine in Gaoyang. Although there was a plague in Fuzhou, fortunately everything was safe.

Ordinary people don’t even know what happened, they just vaguely know that a company in Fuzhou has leaked dangerous chemicals...

The actual truth is that the Wang family in Fuzhou colluded with the Holy Land organization and prepared to defect. However, the Tianwei army obtained the news in advance and took the initiative to arrest some important figures of the Wang family in Fuzhou.

However, the Wang family in Fuzhou was desperate to jump over the wall and actually used some ancient secret techniques of corpse refining to release corpse energy and spread viruses.

Fortunately, he was suppressed by Prince Anhe!

Almost at the same time as the real world attacked the Wang family in Fuzhou, the Tianwei Army's Night Watch troops also attacked the Fuzhou virtual world.

This is a perfectly arranged kill!

It is written by Wu, the god of pits, and the pure saint.

However, Zheng Xiaoming always felt that there was something wrong with these things, but he couldn't explain clearly what went wrong.

Fortunately, Zheng Xiaoming is a very open-minded person. Since he can't figure it out, then forget it.

It’s time to eat and drink. How should I live my life in the past? I’m just going to live like this now.

Well, I used to practice often, but now of course I continue to practice!

"No, I remember that several Taoist people in Qingyang followed me, now in Futian. What should they know? If my memory is confused?"

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiaoming's consciousness instantly entered the Futian.

However, Qingyang and Qingxu, who were supposed to be in Futian, were nowhere to be seen.

He couldn't help but shook his head: "Ma Dan, is my imagination so serious now?"

He clearly remembered that these Taoists said they wanted to follow him and protect him, and they also said that Zheng Xiaoming was a different story outside the sect of Cuiwei Mountain.

Why are there nothing now?

Zheng Xiaoming was puzzled and inadvertently looked at the bonsai "virtual realm" he created.

I don’t know when a mountain appeared in this miniature virtual world. The mountain is beautiful and not very high, but the clouds and fog are surrounded by clouds and fog, and a blue-gray Taoist temple appears faintly.

This was originally something that Zheng Xiaoming did not have when he created this miniature virtual world.

If you look closely, you will see the mountain gate archway, and the word "Cuiwei" is vaguely mentioned.

His heart moved and he immediately fell into this miniature world, which had appeared before the Cuiwei Mountain Gate.

A bell with a "clang" sounded throughout the mountains and forests.

There were several Taoists who walked down the mountain like a leisurely stroll in the garden and stood in front of Zheng Xiaoming: "Real person!"

Real person? Zheng Xiaoming muttered in his heart, and asked with a smile on his face: "How are you living here?"

"True Master Duolao gave this mountain, and the spiritual energy here is full of water. Everything is fine!" Qingyang stood up and returned the gift.

So Zheng Xiaoming smiled even more and asked, "Do you know what happened in the past few days?"
Chapter completed!