Chapter 346 347. Platinum Bishop Salas Becomes a Fool

(two more)

After driving Platinum Bishop Salas and a hundred Wuhundian soul masters out of the dream space, Yang Ming found that he did not exit the dream immediately, perhaps because the main body outside hadn't woken up yet.

With the help of the dream king's physique obtained from the Hearthstone legend Ysera, Yang Ming wandered in the dreams of all living beings and discovered strange dreams one after another.

The things that human beings have thought about during the day often appear in dreams after falling asleep at night. This is the so-called thinking by day and dreaming by night.

And human beings are the most emotional creatures. Emotions such as anger, joy, surprise, and fear will create dreamlike dreams one after another, which also makes Yang Ming feel like an eye-opener.

He didn't know how long he had been wandering around, but Yang Ming found himself in a strange dream. The dream was an inn in Tiandou City, and there were two people talking inside.

These two people, one old and one young, happened to be familiar faces to Yang Ming.

The old man was wearing a well-tailored red robe, the wrinkles on his face were clearly visible, and his eyes were deep and full of wisdom. Who is it but the platinum bishop Salas?

And the other one was Feng Xiaotian who had already "dead". The conversation between the two clearly entered Yang Ming's ears.

"Young people, there is only one chance. If you miss it, you will miss it forever, especially the one you love. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. You really want to see that the one you love is with another man. Walking together, chatting and laughing, treating you like a passer-by and ignoring you?"

Yang Ming clearly saw that after the Platinum Bishop Salas uttered these words, Feng Xiaotian lowered his head, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his complexion showed a ferocious expression several times, obviously his heart was in great torment and pain.

But in the end, Feng Xiaotian showed a firm look in his eyes, and said:

"Yang Ming, you forced me to do this!"

Yang Ming stood in the corner of the dream inn, watching this scene quietly, feeling a little funny in his heart.

It turns out that the truth is like this?

Feng Xiaotian just mistakenly thought that Huo Wu liked him, so out of jealousy or jealousy, he agreed to this plan of Platinum Bishop Salas?

So……

This dream was obviously not the Platinum Bishop Salas who had just been frustrated by Yang Ming, but Feng Xiaotian who was in a state of suspended animation.

After all, feigning death is not real death, but falling into a deep sleep.

"I see."

Yang Ming showed a thoughtful look in his eyes, and secretly said:

"Now that I have found the truth, I have to find a way to tell Sword Douluo Chen Xin about this, and ask him to pass it on to Ning Fengzhi, so that he can help clarify the facts and release me from the Spirit Hall."

"It's just that here comes the problem. Now those templars are watching me very closely, and they don't even give me a chance to talk to Sword Douluo Chen Xin. How should I convey this news?"

Yang Ming scratched his head, feeling that this matter seemed a little tricky.

He walked around in the dream at random, looked at the bizarre scene around him, slapped his head suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and said:

"I'm stupid, I can convey my news through dreams!"

Just do it.

Yang Ming immediately started to move his hands. After breaking away from Feng Xiaotian's dream, he began to search for the dream where Ning Fengzhi was.

Tiandou City rarely has a population of one million, so to find one person's dream among millions of people's dreams, it can be said to be a needle in a haystack.

But fortunately, Yang Ming has perseverance and this perseverance. If he can't do it in one night, then in two nights, he can always find Ning Fengzhi's dream.

But what Yang Ming didn't know was that Ning Fengzhi was running around for his affairs, and he had hardly closed his eyes in the past two nights, and was busy in the investigation, so tonight, Yang Ming's efforts must be in vain.

Nothing to say all night.

In the early morning of the next day, some Templars hadn't seen the Platinum Bishop Salas come out of the secret room for a long time. Fearing that something might happen to him, they chose to pry open the door and enter the secret room.

However, unlike the Templar knight's imagination, there was no major accident that came into view. One hundred Spirit Masters, including Platinum Bishop Salas, stayed in the secret room intact... …

No wonder!

However, among the one hundred soul masters, there are now only seventy or so left, and another twenty or so soul masters had their heads exploded, and their bodies had already collapsed in a pool of blood, and the airtight chamber was filled with a strong The strong smell of blood and corpses stinks the nose.

If it weren't for the fact that this Templar knight had seen too many dead people, he might have already vomited on the ground.

Even so, the Templar's face was definitely not good-looking. He hurriedly came to the Platinum Bishop Salas, put his knees on the ground, squatted on the ground, and said respectfully:

"Lord Salas, are you alright?"

To his surprise, Platinum Bishop Salas no longer saw the shrewdness and depth in his eyes. Instead, he revealed a sense of cleanliness like a newborn baby. After looking up and down at the Templar full of curiosity, He said the words that made the other party burnt inside and outside, and said:

"Dad, I want milk!"

The Templar knight froze, staring fixedly at the platinum bishop known for his wisdom in the Spirit Hall, wondering if the other party was taking him as a joke.

It's a joke, you can call me daddy, but you still have to drink milk, did you make a mistake!

Of course, the templar was extremely indignant, but he didn't dare to contradict him, for fear that someone who accidentally angered the platinum bishop Salas would make him wear shoes every minute.

However, Platinum Bishop Salas had already been attacked by Yang Ming's heavy hammer in the dream world, causing great mental trauma. If it wasn't for his high strength, he might have been as head-shaped as a watermelon like those unlucky children It's so bad.

Even if he was lucky enough to survive, Platinum Bishop Salas has become mentally handicapped, just like a hungry child looking for milk from his father, his old hands are tightly grasping the armor of the hapless Templar Edge, steadfastly refusing to let go, just kept saying:

"Daddy, I want milk, milk, milk!"

Important things should be repeated three times!

This Templar's heart is about to collapse, my lord, don't tease me like this, okay, where can I get the milk for you to drink.

Ah, no, even if I have it, how can I give you this old immortal?

Seeing that the Platinum Bishop Salas was about to take off his armor and even brought his mouth closer, the Templar shuddered and pushed him over...

This push directly pushed Platinum Bishop Salas to the ground.

Then, he cried.