Ice Block, Call Me Something with Two Characters

Outside the bridal chamber, two furtive dog-like figures stood.

"Huff... huff..."

Qin Yuzhi's eyes lit up as she looked at the two of them, her fists clenched and waving back and forth, it was unclear who she was cheering on.

For the cult leader who had been asleep for thousands of years and had no time to even dream, the scene before her was an overwhelming dose of sweetness.

"That's true..."

"Don't make a sound!"

Shang Qinqing quickly covered her mouth.

She was reading a lot of stories where the male and female leads were about to kiss when suddenly the door was pushed open, abruptly interrupting them.

She would never make such a mistake! That's the professionalism of a serious researcher!

But you never know whether an accident or tomorrow will come first.

The moon, hanging high in the dream sky, suddenly shone brightly, as if a pair of eyes above the heavens were slowly opening.

He cast a silent and supreme gaze upon the world.

Everything in sight turned into shattered, crystalline fragments, like a dreamlike bubble, causing this deliberately created illusion to collapse rapidly.

Like rice paper erased by an eraser, it quickly turns into blank.

'Something is about to awaken.'

The same thought simultaneously popped into the minds of Shang Qinqing and Qin Yuzhi.

"There are outsiders in Little Bing's dream?!"

Shang Qinqing's dreamy smile quickly turned serious as she looked up at the sky.

Qin Yuzhi frowned, her thick eyebrows furrowing. "This shouldn't be happening. I control the Dream Path; who could infiltrate my dream without my knowledge? And this consciousness has actually managed to seize control of the dream from me... unless..."

"Never mind, I'll go all out against Him! Let's go!"

"Don't rush, they might not necessarily be outsiders..."

"I haven't finished kneading yet!"

"..."

Qin Yuzhi remained silent for a moment, then shook her head solemnly and said, "I suspect that this existence is rooted deep within Little Bing's Will Soul, just like..."

She paused at this point:

"Deep within my Will Soul, there Cloud Dream Immortal, who could awaken at any moment."

Her words were concise and to the point.

The one casting his gaze into the dream is the leader of the Nine Heavens Immortals, the creator of the Great Shang, and the one who once recreated the world.

It is also the only one that no one throughout history has been able to match.

Why did He suddenly appear in my dream?

Shang Qinqing silently retreated.

"Perhaps it's because Little Bing was woven into a dream of marriage, something He would never do, just like me playing mahjong, which prevented His future revival, or perhaps it's for some other reason."

"But rather than trying to figure out His thoughts, we must leave, while He still allows it."

Qin Yuzhi took a deep breath.

Turning around, Shang Qinqing saw that Leader Qin had a furrowed brow, his face radiating cowardice.

Shang Qinqing glanced longingly at the bridal chamber, then pinched her hand hard, regretting her low level of cultivation.

Damn it, if only she were invincible, she could do whatever she wanted, in whatever position she wanted...

Qin Yuzhi glanced at the moon discreetly, then quickly lowered her head again.

That's terrifying, that's terrifying...

Are He and Cloud Dream Immortal truly immortals?

She used to think that, as immortals, even though Little Bing was the head of the Nine Heavens deep in her Will Soul, and even if she was stronger, they were at least on the same level.

She realized she was completely wrong.

The difference between Cloud Dream Immortal and Him is just as great as the difference between myself and Cloud Dream Immortal...?

Even the dream path, which was under her control and most familiar to her, had slipped out of her grasp, like a child who had broken away from its stepmother and was now running back to its biological mother.

When the dream weaver withdrew, the dream immediately lost its original predetermined trajectory.

This Cassia Palace, which does not yet exist in reality, is collapsing at an accelerated pace, silently and imperceptibly from the outside in.

But the person dreaming is completely unaware of all this.

That moon, so clear and bright in the hearts of countless people Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, is even more dreamlike in reality. Perhaps she has long since inadvertently blurred the lines between dreams and reality.

She was right in front of me, her eyes shimmering with tears, her lips pursed.

Little Li once thought, "What are King Zhou and King You of Zhou? They're nothing but complete failures. How could they not even withstand that little test? You think you can do it? Let me do it!"

But now he realizes that if it's Ice Block...

He wouldn't stand the test either.

Especially when her eyes shimmered with a gentle, serene beauty, a hint of shyness appeared beneath her cool and sacred demeanor. It's only because Little Li wasn't emperor that I wanted to hear her speak; otherwise, I would have already ordered the beacon fires lit.

"You brat."

"That's not it."

"Elder brother."

"..."

Upon hearing those two words, Li Mo took a deep breath, his unwavering Dao heart trembling violently, but he still managed to hold on.

He might not be this persistent under normal circumstances.

But he thought he was in his own dream, and the Ice Block were something he was dreaming about.

I can't even stand up straight in my dreams, what am I going to do in the future!

Little Li unusually serious and assertive.

"I see..."

Ying Bing, her face slightly turned to the side, responded softly and gently, just like the color of a rainbow dress.

Li Mo's heart was beating especially fast, but suddenly he found that the world in front of him had suddenly faded in color and turned into a sketch on a white sheet of paper.

The lines in sketching are also becoming increasingly simpler.

The oppressive feeling that descended from the Unseen felt familiar to the depths of one's soul, just like when the sky suddenly darkened during the Hidden Dragon Assembly.

Is the dream about to end?

Li Mo could no longer hear anything.

But he clearly saw the lips moving so close to his face...

The next day.

The sunlight pierced through the white clouds and windows, and also illuminated the bed in Cloud-Stepping Tower.

Ying Bing slowly awoke, a sense of loss welling up inside her, as if she had lost her soul.

But as soon as I opened my eyes...

She saw Li Mo sleeping beside her, his face practically screaming, "Ziwei, wait a minute!"

It was only one night, but seeing him again felt like a surprise, like a reunion, like something lost and found.

"Ice Block, wait a minute!"

As soon as Li Mo opened his eyes, he met the gaze of the Ice Block clinging to him.

"What's wrong?" Ying Bing asked curiously.

"Cough, I was dreaming."

Li Mo stared blankly at the ceiling, his soul seemingly still in a dream.

"What dream?"

"Ice Block, are you dreaming?"

Ying Bing shook her head.

This is what happens when you sleep in the same bed but dream different dreams... Li Mo smacked his lips, looking at Ice Block somewhat embarrassedly, wiping the traces of drool on her clothes, and then keenly noticed the complex expression that had not yet faded from Ice Block's face.

Is it possible that Huai Ice Block is lying to him?

"Hey Ice Block, can you call me by my name? Just two words."

"Li Mo."

"That's not it."

Ying Bing paused slightly, and just as she lowered her eyes, Li Mo suddenly lay back on her lap, his gaze intense, not allowing her to look away.

"... elder brother?"

"Hiss..."

Li Mo didn't hear a satisfactory answer, but he remembered something he had forgotten.

The male player is very hot-tempered in the morning; he's hotter than the average male player.

Isn't calling him "brother" just adding fuel to the fire?