Goddess of Heaven

Chapter 304 The Voice in the Dream

Although the effort just now was in vain, he might get the little girl's kiss, even if all three were roasted for nothing, he would be willing.

Of course, Si Chenyue didn't know Dongfang Yilang's thoughts, and watched Dongfang Yilang skillfully skewering the unroasted pheasant next to him with branches, and put it on the fire. This time, she couldn't be careless. .

Si Chenyue ate more than half of a pheasant and a hare. After drinking and eating, Si Chenyue and Dongfang Yilang lay side by side on the grass, their small hands tightly held by big ones.

Watching the white clouds drifting by in the blue sky, and feeling the warmth from her hands, Si Chenyue gradually closed her eyes...

Use my flesh and blood to seal your demon body...

It was that distant voice again, and the fog was still shrouded in front of my eyes.

this is?Is this the place I visited in my dream last time?

Si Chenyue looked around, although she was surrounded by fog, but she remembered the voice in the dream and this scene.

"Giggle..." Suddenly, there was a pleasant laughter, followed by a voice like a warbler: "Mo Yan, you are such a fool, you can see that the wreath you made can't be caught at all. "

There was another chuckle, and with the chatter and laughter, the dense fog gradually dispersed. Among the green mountains and green waters, a man and a woman were particularly eye-catching. The woman was dressed in a light pink dress. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, she could clearly feel it. The woman had picturesque eyebrows and a flowery smile. The man was dressed in a black robe, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel unusually handsome.

At this time, the man was carefully tying a wreath, which he put on the woman's head from time to time, but because it didn't fit, he kept taking it off and rearranging it again.

The woman smiled and said that his hands were clumsy, while helping him pass the flower branches, Si Chenyue could clearly feel the happiness on that face.

For some reason, Si Chenyue felt that the two of them were very familiar, as if they had met each other some time ago, by the way, Mo Yan, wasn't the man in the last dream called Mo Yan?
Why did you dream of the two of them again?Si Chenyue was puzzled, and wanted to move forward to see the faces of the two people, but unexpectedly, as soon as she took a step, her own body turned to another place.

This is a forest, still a man and a woman, the woman is roasting a pheasant on the bonfire, the man is sitting beside him, looking warmly at the frowning man in front of him.

"Shenyue, this is not something girls do. Come on, leave it to me, and I will make sure you will have delicious roast chicken." The man reached out to take the branch with the pheasant in the woman's hand, but the woman stepped aside dodged.

"No, I said it, this time I will let you taste my cooking, I will definitely bake it well." The woman's face was stubborn.

The man looked at the blackened pheasant and shook his head helplessly: "Shenyue, you can raise it a little higher, it will be better."

"Oh, I see, don't talk anymore, I'm almost bored to death by you, look, it's all because of your talking, this pheasant is going to be burnt again." Pheasant while complaining.

The man smiled with a good temper: "Okay, blame me, blame me, I think this pheasant should be cooked." If it continues to be roasted like this, I don't know if it is cooked or not, it must be uneatable.

"Is it ripe? Is it ripe?" The woman's eyes were full of surprise, and she held up the branch with the pheasant in front of the man's eyes: "Then how about you taste it?"

"Okay." The man replied, took the branch, tore off a chicken leg and gnawed on it: "Well, yes, my Shenyue is really amazing. This pheasant is roasted to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, and it tastes so delicious."

(End of this chapter)