What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

In the pitch-black space, there is only a tiny bit of light in the front.

Song Shu lowered his head and saw the calm black sea surface. It was more like a sticky black liquid than a sea surface, just like Fu Ying's supernatural power.

...Fu Ying?

Song Shu's mind moved, and he took a step forward.

Although she was hit by Guo Xingde's "Eye of Vision", her sanity was still there and she still remembered everything in reality.

Isn’t it said that it will magnify a person’s greatest desire?

What is her desire?

With such doubts in mind, Song Shu walked over slowly. The illusion space she was in now was the same as the space she was in when she was dying. The only difference was a little light at the end.

It was so slow to approach the end, as if no matter how much we walked, we would never reach the edge.

Song Shu quickened his pace, only to feel that his feet were entangled by black liquid, with many obstructions.

She was determined to move forward and tried to take a step forward. The black liquid seemed to sense her intention and slowly loosened its restraints.

As she got closer, she saw a small black sofa and a round table.

And one more person.

A person who looked exactly like her was holding a piece of purple spirit crystal in one hand and a small wine glass in the other. The wine was shaking in the glass and was almost about to spill out.

Is it... a dream?

No, this is not a dream, this should be an illusion, it is the greatest desire in her heart -

She dreamed of this scene at that time. The spiritual crystal in "Song Shu"'s hand was Fu Ying's spiritual crystal.

This was not right either. She stared at the gloomy face of "Song Shu" on the sofa and realized the problem.

Fu Ying was a red monster, so even if he was dead, this spirit crystal should still be red.

No...it was really an illusion...she discovered the loophole...

Just as she thought of this, she saw the purple spirit crystal in "Song Shu's" hand fall from his palm onto the black ground.

She didn't have time to think about it and just reached out her hand - when her fingertips really touched the cold spirit crystal, her eyes suddenly widened.

Then - he slowly turned his head and looked into the eyes of the gloomy-faced "Song Shu".

And at this moment, another self is slowly raising his eyes.

A pair of cold, dark eyes, like an unreachable bottomless abyss, empty and dead.

"Song Shu" stared straight at her face.

Wait—this is an illusion, how could it be—?

"You will see me when you want to see me."

The "Song Shu" in front of him did not open his mouth or move his eyes, maintaining his original posture without moving.

But a trace of coldness surged in Song Shu's heart. She always felt that the "Song Shu" in front of her really had her in his eyes.

——She was looking at her.

Song Shu subconsciously wanted to ask his other self, but was shocked to find that he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

"I am untouchable to you."

"So, you just need to listen to me."

The familiar voice sounded again, but the tone was calm and even seemed a little lifeless.

Just like the "Song Shu" in front of him.

She began to calm down and wanted to pick up the purple spirit crystal, but the moment she picked it up, she felt it was inexplicably familiar.

Before any idea could pop into her mind, the voice of her other self sounded again.

"Since you can see me, you must have met the Devourer."

--What?

Song Shu stared blankly at the person in front of him who seemed to have almost lost his soul. Rapid drum beats gradually rang out in the dark space around him, becoming heavier and faster - and starting to become violent!

The whispers were both gentle and creepy, giving people the chills.

"That is the gift I gave you. You should be very proud and confused about the new power you have gained."

Song Shu began to feel that her body existed in this dark space, as if a pair of invisible, icy hands were slowly stroking her skin through the clothes.

The coldness goes through the skin, into the blood, and into the bone marrow.

--Who are you?

She wanted to open her mouth and yell to question, but she was like a sealed doll. She could only watch and listen, but couldn't make a sound!

"I will, little by little, become your guide and lead you down the path you should take."

"The road ahead is long. We'll see you soon."

Song Shu watched as his other self lowered his eyes and stared at the purple spirit crystal that fell to the ground with the coldest gaze in the world.

"Song Shu" stretched out his hand and picked up the purple spirit crystal.

——And her heart began to glow with a scarlet light.

Boom, boom, boom.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The dark space suddenly began to squeeze rapidly towards where Song Shu was, and the drum beats echoing in the space became louder and louder!

dong dong dong——!

Boom boom boom boom!!!

As the drum beats became more and more violent and frantic, Song Shu felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation rising in her body, and the space was soon squeezed to the edge of the area where only she and the girl on the sofa were left.

No, no - Song Shu wanted to struggle. She stared at herself sitting on the sofa, lonely and lifeless, with wide eyes. The feeling of blockage around her became more and more severe.

She almost felt as if she was trapped here.

No - I can't be trapped here! This is an illusion!

How could she be trapped here? She knew clearly that she was in an illusion. What another self! What nonsense!

what--

"Xiao Shu——!"

A loud shout shattered everything in front of her, including the other self curled up on the sofa, which also turned into countless pieces and dissipated.

The scene around me changed, and all the heavy pressure on my body disappeared, becoming light.

His heartbeat seemed to be hidden in his ears, his eardrums were hit by the drumbeats, Song Shu stared straight ahead at the long table, his face was held up by a pair of cool hands.

The frantic heartbeat slowly calmed down with each breath.

Song Shu's eyes finally met Fu Ying's anxious expression.

"Xiao Shu, are you okay? Xiao Shu? Damn it - Guo Xingde, what did you do?!"

Guo Xingde looked flustered: "This - this is the sequelae of being controlled by the 'Phantom Eye', but Song Shu is a purple alien, so he shouldn't be affected too much -"

"Shut up! I'll kill her if anything happens to her-"

Song Shu's slightly distracted pupils have refocused and become clear.

She reached out and held Fu Ying's wrist.

"I am fine."

At least - I can speak now.

Song Shu looked at Fu Ying quietly for a while before he realized that his teeth were chattering unconsciously.

The chill in that illusion had spread from the depths of her heart to reality.

Song Shu felt a sour feeling in her throat. She waved her powerless hands, concentrated on controlling her mental power, used "mental contact", and signaled Guo Xingde that he could go back and rest.

After Guo Xingde left 1416, Song Shu sat on the chair for a while.

Then, she slowly stood up under Fu Ying's worried gaze and pulled out the chair. Her legs were already slightly numb.

Take one step forward after another.

Fu Ying saw that the pale-faced Song Shu was holding on at the moment, so she put her arms around Song Shu's waist - but the next second, Song Shu staggered into the bathroom of room 1416 and began to vomit.

Fu Ying stood there blankly, her hands and feet cold.