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Chapter 1080 Ghost No. 27
"Help! Someone!"

Lan Shuying was held down by the nightmare for only a few seconds, and the "nightmare" was startled away by the first call for help;

Then came the second voice, this time it wasn't her voice - immature, helpless and shrill, it seemed to be angry and resentful.Two things can be realized from this:
First, it was a child calling for help;
Second, that child, on the verge of extinction!

Her thoughts suddenly drifted to Wan Yu's answer: There is a seven-year-old girl named Xiaolan in the building...

That is Jialan!
Lan Shuying suddenly gained strength, she got up, and in the darkness where she could not see her fingers, she chose the direction where the child was yelling and ran over.

Coo coo, coo coo!
The weird cry became more and more urgent.

Accompanied by childhood Jialan's shrill cry for help.

These two sides are actually fighting in this way!

Lan Shuying ran and ran into a low wall without warning!
Here, she finally ran out of the darkness.

There are also gardenias that hit the bottom of the eye, which have been baked to yellow...

She got into that room!
At this moment, she can finally confirm her guess on the way...

Hallucinatory creatures have invaded this dream;
And the nightmare that haunts Jialan is that she once was in the sea of ​​fire of the red sleeve move, asking for help and helpless!
If you want to get rid of her nightmare, unless you save the childhood Jialan!
"Help... someone, help my mother..."

out again.

From all directions, she couldn't tell where the voice came from, but felt that it was getting closer and closer to the adult Jialan's voice... She didn't dare to continue listening, and just wanted to find someone quickly.

"Help……"

The sound is much weaker.

The wick flickers to the end,
Is helpless, unwilling to accept fate and see no turning point;

I can only give the hope of living to God...

Covering her mouth and nose, she thought, the fire was burning from the outside in. The room where the gardenias were placed was equivalent to a living room. The door leading to the inner room was locked, and Jialan should be trapped behind the door!
Lan Shuying rushed forward, kicked hard a few times, and watched the wooden door collapse.

The wooden door blocked the fire, but not the smoke.

Although the fire hasn't burned in yet, if the people inside can't get out, they will be suffocated to death!
After she entered the door, she didn't hear the child's cry anymore.

The strange cooing sound also disappeared strangely.

She searched here quickly, and checked under the table, wardrobe, incense cabinet, etc., but there was no one there. It was not until she passed through the moon gate that she found it on the big bed.

When she stood at the door, she could only see a pair of feet in embroidered shoes, not the three-inch golden lotus.

Walking closer, it turned out that there was a female corpse reclining on the bamboo mat.

This is a beautiful woman who will never die.

Heart clinging to the hilt of the sword, bleeding.

The blood soaked through the mat again, and dripped to the ground against the wooden planks.

Tick, tick, dripped all over the floor, mixing with the carpet.

This scene did not arouse Lan Shuying's reaction, and then, she caught a glimpse of a small blood-stained hand——

There is a child hiding under the bed!
It was at this time that the little girl raised a pair of black and white eyes, and looked at her with an indescribably complicated look.

Fortunately, still alive...

The smog was heavy, and Lan Shuying tried hard to distinguish the little girl's face.

This was the first time she saw Jialan in her childhood, and she was not at all like her grown-up appearance, but extremely similar to a dead woman, almost carved out of the same mold.

"Jia..." Lan Shuying paused, "Xiaolan?"

But when she saw the situation inside, her breathing suddenly stopped.

The space under the bed was very narrow, and it seemed that the little girl was trying very hard to crawl out.

However, a long sword pierced the woman's heart, penetrated the thin wooden board, and penetrated the little girl's waist and abdomen!

Every time she took a step forward, the sword would slice through her body!
The mother and daughter were strung together like this.

Even if she did not die by the sword, she would not be able to climb out of this narrow space, and would end up dying in a sea of ​​flames in extreme pain... What would that kind of death feel like?Is it like Ling Chi, bit by bit, counting his own death?
Lan Shuying quickly pulled out the sword, lightened her hand, and it disappeared out of thin air... She froze for a moment, then went to pull the little girl out again.

Their blood was all over the ground, the little girl's face was pale, and she still had the last breath, trying to pull a faint smile: "Thank you..."

Thank you for coming to my rescue.

The way she looked at her was unfamiliar, but also completely trusting and grateful.

Xiao Jialan didn't recognize her.

But she could sense that Jialan's breath was in the child's body.

Why let her watch this scene?
"Jia Lan?"

Lan Shuying called out the name subconsciously.

Those eyes closed right in front of her.

"Jialan!"

……

The war on the chessboard has been decided.

The man lost the game, so he was politely sent out by the oiran on the opposite side.

It is said to be sent, but it is actually rushed.

According to the rules she set, if he still wants to stay and talk with her by candlelight tonight, he should find a helper and beat her by a game.

The man retreated helplessly to the door.

He passed through this city alone, where can he get help?
Moreover, it is too difficult to beat Miss Ruyue, who is a red-sleeved move.

Anyway, being able to play chess with her these hours is also considered a fate.

The man was humming a little tune and was about to go downstairs when he bumped into someone!

He looked at the young man in brocade clothes. This appearance is both heroic and beautiful, with a unique temperament, which is really rare. He couldn't help asking curiously: "Brother, who are you, and how did you get here?"

Lan Shuying raised her head in a daze.

she's out...

The sea of ​​fire just now was a dream within a dream.

Jia Lan probably wanted to use this method to let her understand what happened in this place back then.

In other words, today's red sleeve move, what is about to happen...

She took a deep breath and said calmly, "The ones who came here are of course the guests..."

The man laughed, thinking that she didn't want to reveal her identity, and asked her: "Then you, can you play chess?"

Lan Shuying recognized his voice, it was the one who played chess with Hua Kui just now.

Did he ask this to save the day?

Then, even if she can't do it, she still has to say yes!

"Coincidentally!" The man clapped his hands and pulled her back to knock on the door.

Hua Kui smiled and asked through the door: "Master Shang, have you found someone?"

Master Shang naturally said yes, and he still wanted to guarantee Lan Shuying, and he wanted to watch the game here.

The door opened.

The woman stood at the door, slightly embellished, she looked only in her early twenties, she was indeed a rare beauty.

Lan Shuying was not surprised at all.

This oiran named Ruyue is indeed the woman in the dream whose heart was pierced by a sword, the "mother" in the little girl's mouth... She really wants to know, is Xiao Jialan staying under that bed at this moment?
(End of this chapter)