Chapter 21

The child subconsciously reached out and pinched her thin cheeks.

Yes, yes, it doesn't hurt. She must be dreaming, hehe!

No wonder she saw a mountain of jewelry that was more than ten meters high when she looked up.

Because her little feet were stepping on red, blue, and green gems that were so dazzling that they blinded her eyes, the soles of her feet hurt a little.

Our dear Qiao Mu reflexively moved her big toe that was sticking up.

Hmm?

Why can her toes move?

She opened her small mouth and pinched her arm again!

She really didn't feel any pain!

Yes, yes, she must be dreaming.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but find it funny.

It seemed that what she thought about during the day, she dreamed about it at night!

She had been thinking about how to get some money to replenish her supplies before the zombie disaster broke out. In the middle of the night, she dreamed of a mountain of wealth filled with jewelry.

Hahahaha, this is too funny!

The child supported her chin with her hand and squatted down with a smile. She tilted her head and looked around.

This place really wasn't big. It was only about fifteen cubic meters, like a square box. The four sides and the sky were covered by a huge purple crystal screen.

Purple crystal screen?

Eh?

That's not right!

Why did she feel that it was getting more and more familiar?

The child moved his rolling eyes and fixed his gaze on a pair of human-shaped stone sculptures that were as tall as a three-story building beside the golden jewel mountain.

The stone statues were about the same height as the mountain of jewelry. She couldn't see their faces, but for some reason, Arbor felt that they were inexplicably familiar. She felt a sense of dependence and fondness.

She picked up an emerald from the ground and held it in her hand, unconsciously rubbing it. Her little head turned left and right. Suddenly, she jumped two steps forward. Her little hands dug around in the pile of jewelry for a while and pulled out a delicately carved food box made of red sandalwood.

Hehe, Arbor couldn't help but want to laugh.

This dream was too funny!

She saw gold, silver, and jewelry, and then she saw a food box.

She used force with her two little hands and opened the lid of the food box. Haha, there were indeed two rows of ten cute white and chubby meat buns!

There were also a few round lollipops stuck in the gaps between the meat buns!

How much of a money-grubber was she to be able to dream of a mountain of gold and silver and dig out a food box filled with meat buns and lollipops from the mountain of gold? ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Qiao Mu 'er laughed three times!

Suddenly, she felt her body being shaken. Arbor opened her eyes in a daze and looked at the two faces in front of her, one big and one small.

"Sister, what kind of sweet dream are you having?

You just said!

'Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

I see meat buns! '"

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"Pfft …" On the side, Wei Ziqin could not hold back her laughter. She picked up her chubby youngest daughter and held Qiao Mu's hand to pull her up. "Qiaoqiao is having a sweet dream, right!

Come on, we have to get up!

Mother will go out to prepare breakfast. Jojo, take Xiao Lin 'er to wash up. "

After Wei Ziqin finished speaking, she got up, pushed the door open and left, leaving the little fatty Jolin behind. He shook her hand with all his might, trying to pull her off the bed. "Sister!"

"Wait!"

Qiao Mu sat cross-legged on the bed, motionless. She closed her eyes and breathed in silence, shutting off her five senses as she guided a weak mystic energy to slowly circulate through her newly opened mystic meridians.

This profound vein was extremely small and weak. Among the various tendons in the body, it was so weak that it was negligible.

However, this was a necessary path to embark on the path of a mystic cultivator. Many people stopped before the mystic veins and were unable to step through the threshold of a mystic cultivator for the rest of their lives.

Arbor held his breath and concentrated. He gathered this weak Xuan energy into a strand and rushed it to the space between his eyebrows, turning it into a thin strand of Xuan Sense.