Chapter 283 Weird Dreams

"Then why is my map blank?"

Jing Xia asked one question after another. In the past, he did not realize that Lan Meng would be so intelligent, which was also because the two did not really contact each other for a long time.

However, in the foggy day, Bohe and others think that the explanation of Lan Meng is more reasonable. The most important thing is that everyone's subconscious is inclined to this side, because it may be related to Bo Zhanfeng.

"Well, it's hard to say about this." Lan Meng's eyes flowed, glanced at the people in the lobby, and her eyes finally fell on Bo He with a nervous face.

"The map has not been concealed, but is mainly used to attract the attention of intruders. It is also possible that the real surname of the map will not be very high.

Bohe couldn't help frowning and asked, "Lan Meng, do you mean that the map may be fake?"

"This is hard to say!" Lan Meng hesitated a little, and finally said what she thought, "Bun Zhanfeng hasn't come back for more than 20 years. Maybe he just followed the instructions on the map to find Shenqin."

"But if the map is fake, will he be war wind?" Bohe became more and more excited, and he couldn't even control his emotions.

Twenty years have passed, and it has disappeared for more than 20 years. No wonder Bo Zhanfeng has not returned for a long time. The more Bohe thought about it, the worse it became, and the turbid old eyes turned slightly red.

"Berhe, calm down." Wutian pressed each other's shoulders tightly. The two had known each other for decades. Seeing his old friend's grief, he didn't feel good.

Bohe's face is miserable, and his old figure is like a butterfly in the wind, which makes people worry that he will fall at any time. His eyes are dim and he said weakly, "In the fog, you have been my friend for decades. I ask you one thing."

"You said, even if I go up to the mountain of knives and the sea of fire in a foggy day, I will never frown."

"Ha ha, thank you." Bohe squeezed out an ugly smile and sighed, "The war wind has been missing for more than 20 years. I, as a father, have no use at all. Now I finally have news of him. I must go and get him back. And the piano style college will be left to you.

Everyone was shocked, and Wutian's face also changed greatly, "What? Where are you going to find Bo Zhanfeng?

Bohe moved his body tremblingly and raised his eyelids to look at General Xia. "Just now, the blue dream girl also said that the map effect obtained by Zhan Feng is to cover people's eyes and ears. There must be a lot of similarities with the real map. As long as I look everywhere on the map, there will be news of war. Jiang Xia, would you like to lend me the map in your hand?

The pain in Xia's heart seems to have been pricked by the tip of a needle, which is a father's miss for his son and the last sustenance of hope. Even if you give him the map, the probability of finding Bo Zhanfeng is almost negligible. After all, it has been 20 years, and there is no news. Maybe the first warrior of the Blue Wind Empire has turned into a pile of loess.

Xia's nose can't help but be sour. Will his parents also look for him everywhere? He has a deep understanding of the kind of separation between family affection.

Looking at the appearance of her friends for decades, Wutian sighed gently and immediately said, "Xiaer, give me the map!" I'll go with him."

Several people present were all stunned. Even Bohe was also shocked by the fog, "Fog, you?"

"Stop it. Looking at this Blue Wind Empire, your Bohe is my only friend. The boy Zhanfeng was also the one I watched and grew up in those years. I also want to do something for him."

"Good, good." Bohe nodded, and his voice trembled, "Fog, thank you."

Great sadness and joy to see yourself, ups and downs to see your friends clearly. Decades of ups and downs have created a deep friendship between the two of them. Ye Kai, Ye Meng, Ye Rong and others are all infected by the scene in front of them. They are alive, and there are several close friends who are willing to lend a helping hand to resist for you in the face of the storm.

Xia's eyes were slightly red, and the little hand holding Lan Meng couldn't help tightening, and exhaling a deep breath, as if to spit out all the depression in his heart.

"Dean Bohe, teacher, I will go with you."

"Xia'er? You?" ......

Several people were stunned again, and Lan Meng was shocked. Feng's eyes were gently raised, and the cold temperament concealed a little tenderness. Jiang Xia Shuanglang smiled and said with great interest, "Anyway, I have nothing to do in Yanjing. I can increase my knowledge with you. In addition, I also want to see what kind of Shenqin is in this map."

Anyone can see that General Xia is pretending to be relaxed. Even so, everyone sincerely lamented that this teenager values affection and righteousness. A little gratitude gushed out of Bo He's eyes, and at the same time, he once again thought of his former disciple, Bo Jingfeng...

The stars glittered all over the sky, and the soft evening breeze blew gently, like a faint tulle brushing on the face. In a remote courtyard of the Ye family, Lan Meng snuggled in the arms of Xia and enjoyed a beautiful but short time together.

"What's the matter? Are you unhappy?" Jiang Xia said gently.

"Hmm!" Lan Meng did not deny it. She knew that her inadvertent emotions were discovered by the other party, "Geng Xia, you just came back, and you are leaving again soon."

Jianxia looked directly at the other party's soft eyes, and a pity smile rose from the corners of his mouth. "Dean Bohe is eager to love his son. In addition, I just arrived in Yanjing, and he took good care of me. I also want to do something for him."

"Okay! But you have to be with me these days.

"Hmm! OK." ......

After making the decision to find Bo Zhanfeng, Bohe Wutian first went to the whistling wind cliff to confirm whether the information in the secret room at the bottom of the cliff was left by Bo Zhanfeng.

With the foot strength of the two people, the time of this time is almost three or four days. After the rest, I will explain the affairs of Qinfeng College and Qinwu College, and I will be ready to set out to find Bo Zhanfeng.

The difficulty of looking for Bo Zhanfeng this time is not much less than that of Xia's going to Xizhou to find his parents. No one knows where the next step is? I don't know who the next person I will meet. Even so, Jianxia and Wutian also chose to help Bohe without hesitation.

"Jing Xia." Lan Meng called softly.

"Hmm." Jiang Xia lowered her head slightly and put her chin against Lan Meng's white forehead. "What's wrong?"

Lan Meng's slender eyelashes trembled gently, and her tone became softer and softer. "Jingxia, I often have the same dream recently. When I wake up, that dream is like what happened before."

"Did you dream of the Devil May Cry Long Gun again?" Jiang Xia frowned. Two years ago, the other party also told him about this. When Lan Meng was a child, he accidentally saw Lan Feng feeding the ghost crying spears with the blood of countless living people. Since then, that scene has often become the nightmare of Blue Dream.

"No." Lan Meng shook his head, and his voice was as soft as calm spring water. "Since you took away the ghost crying gun, I have never had a nightmare again."

"Oh? So have you had a good dream these days?

"It's not a good dream. That dream is very strange. I dreamed of a man with purple eyes.

"What? Purple eyes?" Jiang Xia was shocked and couldn't help blurting out.

Lan Meng leaned against Xia's arms and did not see the change of the other party's face. She nodded and continued, "The man with purple eyes kept staring at me. At first, I was scared, but slowly, I found that he had a very familiar feeling."

"After, what will happen later?" Xia Qiang suppressed his inner shock and doubt, and tried to keep his voice calm.

"Later, we kept looking at each other like this. I talked to him and asked him who he was? But he ignored me and just kept looking at me. Finally, "Lan Meng's voice paused, and a little confusion gushed out of his beautiful eyes. "In the end, he cried. I saw his tears clearly. I don't know why, watching him shed tears, my heart hurts, very painful."

Jing Xia felt the blue dream in her arms trembling slightly and couldn't help holding her tightly. Lan Meng sat up and looked directly at the other party. A pair of phoenix eyes were as pure as water, rippling a little soft wave.

"Jingxia, I'm sorry, I swear, I only like you in my heart. But I just can't control myself. As long as I dream of that man with purple eyes, I feel very uncomfortable.

Xiang Xia smiled, gently stroked Lan Meng's delicate little face with pity, and then asked, "What does the man with purple eyes look like? Is it a little similar to me?

"Hm?" Lan Meng was stunned. The other party's words were a bit of a joke. After a little thought, she shook her head blankly, "I only remember his purple eyes. As for his appearance, it has always been blurred. But I'm sure that he's not like you. I can't feel your breath on him.

"Isn't it like me?" Jiang Xia muttered silently, and many questions suddenly arose in his heart. Is there anyone else in the world besides himself with purple pupils?

The stars are all over the sky, and the curved moon sends a message. Tomorrow will be a sunny day again. Seeing that Jianxia was in meditation, he couldn't help worrying about whether the other party would misunderstand.

"Jing Xia, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Jiang Xia came to his senses and stopped talking. After thinking about it, he replied with a smile, "Well, it's just a dream. It doesn't mean anything."

Jiangxia was originally considering whether to tell the other party that she had purple pupils. After thinking about it, she would leave Yanjing in a few days, which would inevitably leave some unnecessary troubles for Lan Meng, so she planned to wait until she came back.

However, Lan Meng was also hesitant. She squeezed her red lips gently and finally chose to nod in response. He leaned his head on the other party's shoulder again, but a sentence from the man with purple eyes in his dream came to his mind.

"I'll come back to you and wait for me."