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Chapter 67

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"Cousin Ping, it's too scary. Is there a monster here? How can we get out of here? "

Chen Xiuxiu was completely scared at this time. She hugged Luo Ping tightly and didn't dare to let go.

"Cousin, don't scare yourself. How can there be a monster in the world? Even if there is, we didn't do anything wrong, so the monster won't find us. "

Luo Ping could only comfort her insincerely. He even met an 'immortal' master, so it was not strange that there were monsters in the world.

Inadvertently glancing at the stone table, Luo Ping found that there was a light shining on it. They walked closer to take a look. It turned out to be a line of small golden words, which was reflected by the light just now.

"If you want to leave here, open the bronze mirror first. If you are safe and sound, the mechanism will be activated. Open the door and send you off!"

The two looked at the small words on the stone table and fell into deep thought. They didn't know what to do.



In the other tunnels, the people who entered first also entered the same cave as Luo Ping and the rest, and encountered the same situation as Luo Ping and the rest.

However, some people had already left the dream and returned to reality. They were pacing back and forth in the cave, while some people were still standing there with their eyes closed. They were immersed in the dream and couldn't extricate themselves.

"The dream just now was so real. If it weren't for my wealth, I might have been blinded by the mountains of gold and silver in the dream and couldn't wake up."

Zong Yuanhao first opened the bronze mirror with the word 'wealth'. Although he had returned to reality, he still had a lingering fear.

Looking at the line of golden words on the stone table, he had been hesitating for a long time. He didn't know if he should try again …



"My goodness, I've become a hero respected by everyone. I've eliminated the strong and helped the weak, defended the country, and became famous all over the world. I'm so dizzy that I almost didn't want to wake up for the rest of my life. "

"Fortunately, my dream since childhood was to be an outstanding 'pirate'. It seems that the right choice can save lives sometimes. "

Chen Da lay on the ground with his face facing the sky. He just wanted to relax comfortably. As for what happened after, he would talk about it after he woke up.



The Fourteenth Prince of the Proud Nation held a bronze mirror in his hand and stood quietly in front of the stone table. His eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and his face was full of sweat. His body was slightly swaying.

It turned out that on the back of the bronze mirror in his hand, there was the word 'power', which was what he had bitterly pursued. It was understandable that he was unable to extricate himself from the dream.

In the dream, the fourteenth prince ascended the throne as he wished and became the ruler of a country. He had supreme power and the power to decide life and death.

His emotions could determine the life and death of countless people. His words and actions were not restricted by law. He was the heavens, and he represented the heavens.

The fourteenth prince was already grinning from ear to ear in his dream. He would even wake up laughing in his sleep. However, the irony was that he couldn't leave the dream world with a smile.

The longer one stayed in the dream, the greater the damage one would suffer. It was unknown who had left behind this dreamland technique, but those who couldn't easily return to reality already had painful expressions on their faces. Cold sweat flowed down their backs, and their clothes were completely soaked. He really didn't know what would happen if this continued.

"I don't care. Instead of sitting here and waiting for death, I might as well take a gamble. Who knows, I might still have a chance of survival."

After thinking for a long time, Luo Ping finally made his decision.

"Cousin Ping, do you really want to enter the dream world again? What if you don't wake up? "Chen Xiuxiu was very worried.

Luo Ping knew how she felt. He could be lucky enough to wake up once, but what about a second time, a third time, or a fourth time? No one could be a hundred percent sure.

"Don't worry, cousin. I have confidence. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made such a rash decision."

His spiritual power was already far superior to that of ordinary people. In addition to the unimaginable pain he endured in the 'End Smoke Valley', his spiritual power had increased even more.

In his opinion, the voice he heard in the dream before should have been from his subconscious mind. His confidence came from that.

"Also, cousin, just in case, don't enter the dream world with me. Just wait on the side. "

"But, cousin Ping, I'm still worried …"

"Don't worry. Have you forgotten that your cousin's luck has always been very good? Be good and wait on the side. "

Luo Ping was like an adult at this time. After coaxing Chen Xiuxiu, he walked toward the stone table.

Slowly picking up the bronze mirror with the word 'name', Luo Ping took a deep breath and turned it over without hesitation. It was still a dazzling green light, so dazzling that the two immediately closed their eyes.

When Chen Xiuxiu opened her eyes again, she saw that Luo Ping was already standing straight on the spot, not moving at all.

She didn't dare to touch casually, worried that something unexpected would happen. She could only wait on the side quietly …

— — —

"Stop, don't run. Otherwise, I'll catch you and you'll suffer."

On the street, there were two people chasing with all their might. No, there were three people because the young man running in front was carrying a woman in his arms. The woman was motionless, but she glared at the young man with eyes full of anger.

The person chasing behind was a constable. Seeing that the young man in front not only didn't listen to his advice, but also accelerated, he could only use his special skill.

The tip of his foot suddenly touched the ground and displayed a peerless lightness skill. The constable immediately flew into the air. While moving forward, he either stepped on the stall or stepped on the wall. In the blink of an eye, the distance between him and the young man in front of him was shortened.

When the young man in front of him noticed, it was already too late. In addition, he was carrying a person, so his movement was limited. He could only unwillingly watch the distance being shortened.

He was reluctant to throw away the woman in his arms, but if he didn't throw her away, he would be caught today. When he was in a dilemma, a pair of strong hands grabbed his shoulders.

With a tug of his large hand, the young man was pulled backwards, and the woman was lying on his chest, safe and sound.

The constable unsealed the woman's acupoints and pulled her up. Then, he punched up, down, left and right at the young man on the ground.

"Sigh, Sir, if you have something to say, let's talk nicely. A gentleman uses his mouth and not his fists. Sigh, sigh, even if you want to use your fists, don't hit my face. I rely on my face to make a living."

The young man dodged left and right while muttering non-stop. It wasn't until he was beaten beyond recognition that the constable stopped.

"Sir, are you a sadist? Or are you jealous of my handsomeness? Why are you hitting my face every time? I want to report you, I want to report you for abusing prisoners."

The young man sat on the ground and acted shamelessly.

"Up to you. If you want to report, hurry up and line up in the prison because there are at least 800 prisoners who report you every day. I'm afraid that if you line up too late, you won't be able to get in for half a year."

After the constable finished speaking, he sealed the young man's acupoint and took out torture tools to lock him up. Then, he ignored the young man. Instead, he asked about the woman's situation …

Ten days later, a piece of news spread throughout the imperial city. It said that a constable of the 'Divine Constable Sect' had been summoned by the Monarch himself for capturing a flower thief and bravely saving the princess who was on an inspection tour. He was going to be promoted to a high official.

Unexpectedly, the constable refused the Monarch's reward and was willing to continue working as a constable to rid the world of evil and bring peace to the people.

Not only was the Monarch not angry, he was even reinstated as the 'Number One Divine Constable of the imperial city'.

Now that the name of the Divine Constable had spread throughout the imperial city, it was believed that it would soon spread throughout the country.

From then on, no matter if it was a murderer, a robber, a flower thief, or a human trafficker, as long as they caught the eye of the Divine Constable, it would be difficult for them to escape prison. Even if they chased after more than half of the country, they would still fall into the hands of the Divine Constable.

In just ten short years, the name of the Divine Constable had become a kind of spirit that supported the daily lives of the people. Even a three-year-old child knew about the deeds of the Divine Constable.

But, what did the Divine Constable think? Was he happy because he helped the people of the world?

"Sigh, what's wrong with me recently? Why do I always feel that life is unreal?" The Divine Constable was drinking alone at the moment and began to ponder.

Recently, he had been feeling that he didn't belong here at all. Although he was now famous all over the world and everyone knew about him, he didn't feel the slightest bit of happiness in his heart.

This kind of 'fame' didn't seem to be what he wanted. But, what exactly was it that he wanted? He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think too much about it. Instead, he drank to his heart's content.

"A man should be heroic, drinking wine should be drunk. Wine enters deep throat, parting words, two eyes full of tears; a song of death, sorrow, a sea of people, two vast and boundless! "

The Divine Constable drank another jar of wine and was already seventy to eighty percent drunk.

"Bah, what kind of crappy poem is this? You're obviously a rough general, but you still want to learn how to write poems? How shameless. "

"But, why do I feel so homesick in my heart? It's like there's someone I can't let go of? "

"Who cares, keep drinking. When you're drunk, you won't think about anything …"

Beside him, there were already no less than ten empty jars piled up, and there were still five or six full jars. It was only a matter of time before he got drunk.

"Luo Ping, you must remember your martial arts heart, remember the promise you made to your master, don't let down everyone's expectations!"

A voice rang in his ears like a thunderclap, shocking him out of his drunkenness.

Carefully listening to the voice over and over again, the Divine Constable's brows gradually relaxed, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"So I really don't belong here, it's just a dream! But, whether it's reality or a dream, it's all an experience in my life, and it's worth recalling! "

With that, he closed his eyes, stretched out his arms, and shouted, "Goodbye!"

As soon as his voice fell, everything around him disappeared in an instant, including the Divine Constable, as if nothing had ever been there.

In the cave, Luo Ping suddenly opened his eyes, which were covered with a layer of mist, as if he was both emotional and nostalgic!

When he turned around slightly, he heard a thunderous cheer.

"Ah! That's great, Cousin Ping, you're back! You don't know how anxious your cousin was waiting for you! "

Chen Xiuxiu's eyes were wet as she spoke.

"Cousin Xiuxiu, you must be strong! Don't cry. Tell me, how long has it been since I entered the dream? "

Because the two of them entered the dream together the first time, there was no way to know the specific time, but it was different now.

"Not long, about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea!" Chen Xiuxiu replied, wiping her tears.

"What? The time it takes to brew a cup of tea! It's been ten years! "Luo Ping really couldn't believe it.

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