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Director C was trampled like a big white dandelion, with long hair all over his body blown into a ball. Thanks to his ability to seize the opportunity and stick to the Red Team Director Red, he finally aroused the little protectiveness of the two parents who were watching the fun. At least he dragged it to the back and let Director C get rid of the situation of a three-court trial. Then he almost faced a couple's doubles.

"You are really capable."

The Red Team lifted the skin of the big cat's neck - forget it, it was too heavy and was afraid that the cat's skin would be loosened. He lifted the skin of the neck with his left hand and held the cat's paw with his right hand. Director C's cat was stretched into a strip in his hand, just like a big white spring. The Red Team stared at its innocent blue eyes and lowered their voices in annoyance: "Didn't you talk to Director Huang's kid, huh? You're already on guard against your parents before we even know what's going on in the abyss? Huh?"

"Meow meow~"

I thought the Red Team was going to talk about the things outside, but when they heard that the plan to seal the abyss and defend Director Hong that they had discussed with An Xuefeng before was exposed, Director Bing's cat quickly pretended to be good and cried in a coquettish voice, but it didn't work this time. The Red Team pinched its paws and scolded it: "You're so old, don't cry like that, like a little female cat."

"Don't tell me that the gender was wrong at the hospital, and you just trust Director Huang's kid and not your father and me, huh? You're an unfilial son, your mother will be so sad if she finds out!"

This was a serious statement, and Bing felt that this was indeed not so authentic, but the Red Team scolded him in a stern tone, but the expression on her face was different. She also winked at him and pointed out from the corner of her eyes that someone was sitting on the blanket not far away and cleaning the sheepskin, Director Hong, who didn't say a word and didn't even look at them, was obviously scolding his son loudly to calm his wife down, and reminding his son to comfort his mother.

"Meow~"

Cing Yi called softly. He didn't have many memories of getting along with his parents. Now he felt strange and novel. The tip of the fluffy cat's tail was hooked. Is this the normal interaction between family members?

"Okay, be quiet."

Just as they were winking at each other, Director Hong next to them said lightly without being able to tell the emotion, which made the Red Team hold their breath and Director Bing's cat shrank their necks.

"Put him down, I won't beat him to death."

Although, this sounded a bit fierce...but the Red Team couldn't protect him anymore. They gave the big white cat a look of "May you be lucky" and threw it on the blanket. Director Bing's cat landed lightly and landed next to Director Hong. Its claws stepped on the corner of her cloak. While trying to figure out her emotions, it slowly meowed and approached like a chatterbox.

But the red guide was ruthless and unmoved. When it tried to lean its head over, it pushed its cat head away: "Don't rub your cat hair on me."

"Just stand there and tell me what happened in the future."

"Why do you want to stop us from going down to the Jinlunga Gob."

"Don't say that the scenic spot mission is to stop the Jinlunga Gob from reappearing in the world. Don't be perfunctory to your mother. This is a serious matter."

The red team couldn't help but remind the big white cat to correct his attitude, and then the red guide glanced at him again, smiled and patted his clothes. This time, he really didn't dare to interrupt more. He just used his eyes to tell the big white cat that this matter was very serious. You see, you talk about it!

Of course, Bingyi couldn't say directly that he was afraid that you would all die in the Gob, and then their team outside would be wiped out. In the process of merging with the mother insect Little Rose and regaining the ability to pull the silk, Bingyi had already thought of an excuse.

'The Jinlunga Gob must be sealed'

The big cat who connected to the silk with the red guide and the red team respectively, turned into a light rose color and meowed seriously: 'Otherwise... my brother will die. ’

That’s right, Bingyi was going to talk to the phantom cat! Just now, he looked around and knew that the phantom cat had run away again. Not long ago, Bingyi saw the phantom cat appear in the bottomless pit leading to the real chasm from the Fountain of Destiny. He knew that the phantom cat would not give up the opportunity to explore the Jinlunga Chasm, so he just used it as an excuse.

When the Red Team was stunned and the Red Director frowned and didn’t react, he quickly said: ‘I will seal the chasm here, and I will never let the chasm outside reappear in the world’

‘It has always wanted to go down, but now is far from the time. If it really goes down to the chasm... I can’t predict what will happen, and I will die with it’

What Bingyi said is also true. The phantom cat is his mental state. If he really goes down to the original abyss and gets contaminated with any pollution, even if Bingyi is the Nordic Sun and fearless, it will not work. This is directly polluting the spirit!

‘Mom and Dad, you also saw it. I’m strict outside, so it wants to take advantage of your loopholes.’

Big Cat sighed, what a brother who is worried about his naughty brother: ‘Not long ago, it almost went in, and I brought it to you, but…’

Big Cat paused at the right time, looking at the Red Director and his wife, hesitant to speak, his eyes clearly said that he was so strict outside, but who would have thought that his parents would drag their feet here, and completely ignore the brown cat and let it fool around in the old dream. He had so many things to take care of and plan outside, and he was still thinking about saving his brother here. As a result, he threw the big brown cat in front of the Red Director and his wife, and they couldn’t keep it in such a short time and let the cat run away again.

“This…”

Thinking of the brown cat suddenly falling on his shoulder not long ago and scaring him, the Red Team frowned. At that time, the abyss power on the brown cat was indeed very heavy, and it was obvious that it went to the abyss to mess around. They thought that this was a plan made by the white and brown cat brothers, not to let them enter the chasm, but to fall into it themselves, and only the state officials were allowed to set fires but the people were not allowed to light lamps, so they were so angry.

What happened? It turns out it was all Erxiao’s fault?

Also, the boss is just a little bit more arrogant than a child, and looks quite stable like a little adult. He should be more reliable when he grows up. What he said makes sense, so there is no need to lie to them. The red team looked doubtful, but in fact they mostly believed the white cat's words. It was originally the red director and his wife who interrogated the big white cat, but now the red team felt a little guilty. They were about to say something, but the red director spoke:

"You said it always wanted to go to the Kinlunga Divide?"

"right."

The phantom cat had indeed been burrowing into the cracks of the abyss, Bingyi responded happily, but suddenly paused when his eyes glanced at Director Hong.

Something is wrong.

I don't know if he felt something was wrong, but the red guide in front of him suddenly seemed different. The surroundings were dim, with only a little flame crystal as a light source, emitting a faint light. In the dim light, the red cloak was as scarlet as blood and trailed on the ground. The color was so strong that it had a sticky feeling, as if she could smell the real smell of blood. Her thin body was covered by the scarlet cloak, only the tip of her small nose was exposed, slightly The corners of the pursed lips, the pale chin, and the black and slightly curly hair fell from the side of the face to the cloak, half motionless, like a thick and colorful oil painting.

If all the scenes in the old dream were more or less illusory, then at this moment, the 'color' of the red guide became intense.

How is this going?

"How old is he?"

Director Hong asked, his voice was ethereal and could easily affect people's emotions. He was the most powerful medium.

'You know. ’

Feeling that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Bingyi did not tell his age, but responded with care and caution in his face, and in his head he urgently called An Xuefeng to come here - he had been calling An Xuefeng since he entered the old dream, and he was about to come They were about to arrive, but before that, Bingyi had to adapt to the situation and deal with it carefully, but Director Hong's words made him slightly frightened.

"Another decade."

Director Hong said indifferently, which made Bingyi feel scared. If it weren't for the little rose cat's hair that has a bit of spider silk and can stick together at the tips, he might have exploded his hair and exposed his body now, because at this moment Bingyi felt very clearly that Director Hong was like a living person. , she was like a real person, talking to him across time!

Can someone who has been dead for twenty years talk to him? No, she wants to talk to her 'brother'! At this moment, Bingyi's brain started to spin rapidly to recall the exchange between them just now. What caused the change in the red conductor? It started when he clearly mentioned that ‘my younger brother has always wanted to go to Kinlunga Chasm’? What is the keyword?

"It seems you have made your decision."

Director Hong sighed: "You don't want him to die."

What death? Will he die if he goes down the Kinlunga Gap? What decision? Bingyi's brain was running fast while he was writing down every word that Director Hong said and analyzing it while communicating with her. Bingyi answered as briefly as possible, leaving blank space for Director Hong to make up for himself. However, as the conversation deepened, it was difficult to deal with this little trick. He could hardly catch up with the red guide's words. When she asked, "Has the journey to Tibet been opened?" ' When Bingyi didn't know how to answer, he could only respond perfunctorily, and the intervals between Director Hong's words became longer and longer. Bingyi felt that she seemed to be looking at him through the mask and the cloak. If she continued like this Sooner or later, the secret will be revealed!

"Aww-aowww-"

But at this moment, the snow leopard screamed, approaching from far away. The next moment, a half-sized young snow leopard rushed in, pressed down on the big cat and licked it affectionately, resolving Bingyi's urgent need. Director Hong paused for a moment when he saw his big cat being pinned down and licked fiercely by the rival snow leopard without resisting. He put his hand on his forehead. He probably felt that this scene was like a dream.

And that weird, scary, solemn atmosphere melted away like ice and snow. Bingyi looked at the red director's cloak from the corner of his eye, and there was no longer that palpitating feeling.

In order to find out what was going on, C Yi ran away with the snow leopard without much resistance, leaving the red team behind to yell angrily at the brat. The snow leopard ran all the way out of the camp until it reached the snowy slope where there was no one around. It crossed the snow slope with the big cat in its mouth, and saw a mystery hidden behind it. A hidden snow den that was big enough for the snow leopard to lower its body and get in suddenly appeared. An Snow Leopard got in with the big cat in its mouth. There was a cave inside, which was not small, and there was a red bird. The little monkey had been waiting in the snow nest for a long time. It was Yu Xiangyang. When I saw them coming in, I straightened up and chirped very quickly.

Bingyi simply connected them all with strings and communicated in their heads. Yu Xiangyang asked solemnly: 'How is it? ’

‘almost’

An Xuefeng shook his head, hugged the big cat with his front paws and licked its fur carefully. Just now, when things were urgent, it took the big cat all the way back. Even though it tried to raise its head, the big cat tried hard to shrink its body and hook its tail, but the snow was too thick and the cat was too long. Its lower body was almost dragged all the way through the snow. The cat's fur is covered with snow.

‘The red guide is awake’

'What's up? ’

Bingyi was confused as he listened to their conversation, and he patted the snow leopard's face with his tail anxiously. Fortunately, one of An Xuefeng's most satisfying qualities was that he never acted like a Riddler. When he had something to say, he would explain it to him first:

‘You know that old dreams are a scenic spot test that combines the past and the present on the same journey. Although the dream and reality influence each other, the scenic spots in the dream and reality do not necessarily correspond. Although the travelers in the dream correspond to the real travelers, parents may not have traveled in Northern Europe in the past.

'Ok, I know'

Bingdao, the relatives in the dream may not be from the same era, nor may they have traveled to Iceland. All these are just representations of old dreams.

'But there is one very special situation'

An Xuefeng said seriously: "If, if, some relatives really came to Iceland in their time, really participated in a similar journey, and she was a very powerful tour guide or traveler - you know, we Participating in the journey and awakening the local-related titles is equivalent to absorbing the energy pollution overflowing from the local area'

‘For example, in the process of absorbing pollution, if you are strong enough, some of your spirit and some characteristics will also remain in the local energy pollution. When more than ten years or decades later, your blood relatives come here to revisit the old place, and they happen to be tested by the scenic spots of the old dream, and they have the lowest control in the hotel, on the last day of the old dream, if they are with you On certain occasions, when you talk about a topic that you are extremely obsessed with, there is a small possibility that some of the mental imprints you have left will be activated.

‘You may no longer be in chaos and controlled by the hotel in your old dream, but will briefly ‘wake up’

'wake up? ’

The big white cat felt like the hairs on his body stood on end, and what the snow leopard said sounded indescribably weird and sinister.

‘That’s right, wake up’

An Xuefeng's voice was very low, like the whisper of the undead: 'Just like just now, you are equivalent to having a direct conversation with the dead Director Hong, which means...'

It hesitated to speak, and finally said: 'With Director Hong's strength and wisdom, she should have noticed at the first sight that you are pretending to be a brother.'