Please ask the dream.

Chapter 726 Dai Zhi is in big trouble!
"What's wrong with being illiterate? Wouldn't I still beat you to death if you were illiterate?"

Feng Xue rolled her eyes, but she felt very happy.

The nightmare and the aura of the king slowly faded away, and his self-awareness as a "human" made him return to his normal state. His yellow robe and the two stars in the sky disappeared at the same time. He stretched hard and said to Little Lonely:

"How are you doing there?"

"It's fine now, it's just not convenient to handle." Xiao Gudu heard Feng Xue's call and came to his side in a bound. He didn't look like a social phobia as usual and said confidently:

"This nightmare is actually a spirit of this realm. It just turned black due to external influences. If you want to destroy it, you must destroy this realm as well. This will cause even greater negative impact. It is better to leave it here and wait for the next owner to slowly heal it."

"Is that so? Then let the old man have a headache." Feng Xue shrugged in a very ungraceful manner. He first let Xiao Gudu return to his mind to prevent this Rainbow Cherry man from becoming the target of Nightmare's attack, and then released the projection structure to try to open a channel.

However, although the passage was not found, the aura was captured.

The figure dissipated like a breeze, and the next moment, Feng Xue appeared in front of a familiar yet unfamiliar building. Although it looked a little different, in terms of geographical location, this place undoubtedly corresponded to the former residence of the third generation of Qingyun Creator in reality.

At this moment, the peeper was holding a shovel and digging a hole in the house.

"What kind of game is this?"

Seeing the peeper digging with his butt sticking out, Feng Xue asked with a strange expression. The peeper shuddered when he heard it, turned his head sharply, and said in shock:
"Why are you here? Wait, you didn't leave Juzhan to that nightmare, did you? That guy can't stop Juzhan without someone to hold him back!"

"Don't worry, it's been solved." Feng Xue waved his hand and didn't say anything more to him. The peeper seemed a little unconvinced when he heard it, but as his eyes hidden in the hood flashed several times, Feng Xue could clearly feel that the G·I particles around him were vibrating violently.

But soon, the peeper calmed down. He took a deep breath and then said in a complicated tone:

"I didn't expect that you could actually advance without using the inheritance domain. This is good. Now that you have become the Creator, there shouldn't be any setbacks in this guy's resurrection."

As he spoke, the peeper dug up another shovel of soil. After repeating this several times, he dug out an urn.

Now Feng Xue can be considered a creator. At a glance, he can tell that it is not that "the third generation of Qingyun left his own urn as a backup before his death", but that the peeper used his "imagination" to materialize the remaining traces of the third generation of creators in this area into this "urn".

As for whether the Third Generation could be resurrected, Feng Xue had no doubt. After all, Xiao Gudu was still alive. The Third Generation, the creator missed by everyone in Qingyun, would not fail unless someone deliberately stopped him.

There was a brief silence between the two as they looked at the plain urn. However, the peeper was an experienced man after all, and he immediately realized what he had to do. He pointed with his finger, and a store that he had seen before appeared opposite the Creator's former residence.

Feng Xue immediately understood, and the two of them went in and out, and when they opened their eyes again, they saw...

"Wait, where did you bring me? Is this still Qingyun?"

Feng Xue looked at the scene in front of him in confusion, his brain was a little confused.

"I don't know either?" The peeper no longer had his usual calmness. The hut behind him went back and forth, disappeared and reappeared, appeared and disappeared, and went back and forth several times, but there was still no change.

Seeing the peeper going crazy, Feng Xue tapped his temple lightly, and Su Yeli's voice immediately came to his mind -

"My Majesty, congratulations on your ascension to the throne. Are you contacting me now to confer a title on me? I am not pregnant, so I dare not compete for the position of queen. I only ask..."

"Stop it! Can you feel where I am now?" Feng Xue missed the long-lost behavior of the female ghost, but at the moment, as if he had traveled directly into a Picasso painting, he was not in the mood to "tune the zither" with Su Yeli. "Oh, sure, aren't you over there at the Suqin Central Command Building? I've just finished it, wait a moment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed in Feng Xue's mind. The next moment, Su Yeli, who was wearing a fancy dress like an evening gown, appeared in front of Feng Xue. She lifted her skirt with both hands, curtsied, and there was a hint of teasing in her beautiful eyes.

Su Yeli didn't react, but Feng Xue noticed something was wrong and said with a frown:
"Is this the central command?"

He pointed at the dirty clouds in the sky that looked like spilled watercolors, and then at the rainbow-like layered road surface.

"Is this reality?"

"yes?"

Su Yeli nodded calmly, even revealing a puzzled look, as if she was wondering if Feng Xue was playing a guessing game with her.

At this moment, Feng Xue's first reaction was that the female ghost was acting weird again, but the interconnected emotions of both parties told him that the female ghost was really confused at this time.

"Is it because she is a nightmare?" Feng Xue had this thought in his mind, and immediately turned his head to look at the voyeur who was still frantic and said:

"Don't be crazy, this is reality, so do you know what's going on?"

"I do not know!"

The peeper almost roared:

"This shouldn't be the case! Even if that charlatan is really dead, this shouldn't be the case..."

At this point, the peeper suddenly paused, turned his head stiffly like a puppet, stared directly at Feng Xue, who had already started to contact Lou Shuang and You Wei, and said in a somewhat uncontrolled tone:
"When you say it's resolved, it doesn't mean that you forced Juzhan to retreat after you were promoted to the Creator, nor that you killed his body, but that you completely 'solved' him?"

"Yeah, that guy is so spineless. He actually begged for mercy in the end. He has no spirit at all!"

Feng Xue was still a little upset that Juzhan did not have a Creator-level confrontation with him at the last moment, but the Peeper was completely numb at this time.

He scratched his head hard through his hood, but still made an incomprehensible sound -

"That's not right. Even if Juzhan and that charlatan knelt down, isn't there still that coward Xinghuan? If that guy was still here, there would be no way that…"

"Uh, wait a minute, you mean... the current situation is caused by the death of all the Creators?" Feng Xue finally grasped the key point, but the Peeper shook his head and said:
"It's just a little bit similar, but it shouldn't be that serious. As long as there is a Creator still alive, it shouldn't be..."

"Well, it's a little late, but the creator of the Star Ring became a vegetable a month ago... I did it."

"..." The peeper's scratching motion suddenly froze, and all the words he wanted to say were stuck deep in his throat. In the end, he only spoke one sentence from his soul -

"You're illiterate!"

(End of this chapter)