I became a cannon fodder villain. If I want to survive, I must take care of my baby first.

Lycoris radiata had a nightmare.

She could clearly feel that she was dreaming, but she couldn't wake up.

The whole world was gloomy and dark, and the howling wind blew past my ears, mixed with a hint of chill.

It's not a sweet dream at first glance.

Regardless of the content of the nightmare, she still had some idea of ​​why she suddenly had it.

She had been exposed to too much dark magic recently, which had affected her inner self to a certain extent.

Fortunately, it was just an ordinary nightmare and there was no real danger.

Lycoris radiata walked up to the altar, which was a dark blue door.

The ancient gate was tightly closed, as if it had been forgotten by time for a long time. The gate was covered with dense withered vines, which intertwined and entangled with each other, like a huge net covering the entire door.

In this wasteland, dark black flowers bloomed wantonly, swaying gently in the breeze like a group of mysterious dancers, beautiful yet dangerous.

To be honest, even though she knew she was in a dream, Lycoris radiata didn't want to stay here.

But no matter where she went or how far she went, the door would always appear behind her without warning.

She was tired from walking, so she just sat on the ground and stared at the door, without any movement.

Lycoris radiata did not wake up, and nothing happened in the nightmare.

Obviously, any fool would know that there was something strange about this door.

But she couldn't wake up. She knew it was a dream, but there was no sign of waking up.

It is obviously impossible for anyone to cast an illusion on me while I am sleeping at home, so this scene is probably formed subconsciously.

It is better to guide than to block. The words of Count Dracula appeared in Manjushage's mind.

Could it be that I subconsciously want to look at my own memories, so this is the boundary between nightmares and deep memories?

No wonder I can’t wake up, Manjushage thought.

Anyway, I'm in my dream and I'm very conscious, so there shouldn't be any problem.

Manjushage walked forward, took a deep breath, and gently pushed the door open.

"Whatever it is, please don't do anything weird to me!" she prayed in her heart.

Then, Lycoris radiata regretted it.

The moment the door opened, countless black air gushed out, emitting the roar of evil spirits from hell.

The cold wind blew across my body, bringing a biting chill.

The tender skin was cut, blood burst, and pain spread all over the body.

The door that carries memories is the door to hell.

"Manjushage!" Luo Shiqi woke up from the bed, looking frightened and sweating all over.

Just now, he felt a momentary palpitation, and when he woke up, he couldn't help but call out Manjushage's name.

Luo Shiqi quickly braided her hair, opened the door, and walked straight to Manjushage's room.

When I got to the door, I found that almost everyone in the castle was there, and everyone's face was full of worry.

"What happened?" Luo Shiqi asked worriedly.

The fact that so many people gathered here meant that his premonition was right and something really happened to Lycoris radiata.

Doyle came out from the crowd and said to him, "Sister is having a nightmare."

"Is having a nightmare so scary?" Luo Shiqi frowned.

He could clearly feel the terrifying aura of hell behind the door. Just standing at the door made him feel dazed, trembling all over, and unable to help but want to retreat.

He didn't even dare to imagine what was inside the room.

"My sister hasn't told you yet, her magic is connected to the gate to hell. For the past twenty years, she has heard the cries of evil spirits every day. If she relaxes for a moment, she will be attacked by the devil."

Doyle paused after he finished speaking: "Having nightmares is such a terrible thing for her."

Luo Shiqi swallowed his saliva dryly. The last time he stayed up late to read a horror novel, he had nightmares for several days in a row. At most, he was in a bad mental state, and he had Lycoris radiata to comfort him.

However, Manjushage's condition was much more serious. Just listening to Doyle's description, he felt miserable. It was hard to imagine how Manjushage had endured all this.

"Can't we help her? For example, go in and wake up Manjushage or something..." Luo Shiqi asked weakly.

In fact, when he saw that everyone was worried about Manjushage's condition but just stood at the door, he already knew that no one could help Manjushage.

But even so, he still couldn't bear to let Manjushage bear it alone.

Doyle looked at Luo Shiqi deeply, and after a brief silence, he gave Cora a look, and the other party immediately understood what he meant.

Cora placed her hand on the doorknob, as if performing some magic.

Then there was a "click" sound and the door of the room opened.

The maids silently retreated to the corridor. Doyle pushed open the door, and a gust of cold wind poured out of the room.

Luo Shiqi's breathing suddenly stagnated, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

A horrible picture suddenly appeared before my eyes, as if I was really in hell.

Endless darkness enveloped everything, and an eerie and terrifying atmosphere filled the air.

Countless ghosts with distorted faces were floating in the air, and the shrill screams and devilish roars were endless, as if they were going to break through everything.

Luo Shiqi tried to retreat in horror, but his legs seemed to be nailed down and he couldn't move.

At this moment, he felt that he was in a desperate situation with no way to escape. The evil spirits were getting closer and closer, and the shadow of death gradually enveloped his heart.

"Has Lycoris been enduring this all along?" A stinging pain filled his heart.

"That's right. It started when I was six years old and has continued until now." Doyle opened a blue magic barrier to block the strong breath of death and said in a very sad tone.

Everyone has times when they feel low, but Lycoris radiata must remain calm at all times, or else it will be haunted by evil spirits.

She stayed away from her family, had no contact with outsiders, and remained single at an age when others would have married and had children, just because she didn't want to hurt anyone by mistake.

"Don't worry, she will be fine." Doyle patted Luo Shiqi's shoulder and said earnestly.

He used to care about Manjushage as much as Luo Shiqi did, driving away the ghosts and waking her up when she had nightmares.

But when Manjushage woke up from the bed, there was no sign of life on her beautiful face.

She knew better than anyone that as long as she lived, there would be another time when she felt depressed, and she would never be able to get rid of this pain.

Moreover, as the eldest daughter of the Xingchenhua family, Manjushage is not without any way to deal with this situation.

I saw a ray of green light enveloping the whole body of Lycoris radiata, and the deep and pure magic power drove away the ghosts wandering madly in the room.

This is the artifact left to Manjushage by her mother, Lady Kikyo Star Flower, a talisman that can protect the holder for life and keep her safe from ghosts.

Everyone else in the castle knew that every time Lycoris had a nightmare, it was an illness that could not be cured.

No matter how much they do, it won't help.

But Luo Shiqi was different. Just looking at Manjusaka groaning in pain on the bed made him feel extremely distressed.

Luo Shiqi's mind is very simple. He doesn't care whether it is useful or not. He just wants to help Manjushage relieve her pain.

"Flame!" Luo Shiqi mobilized all his magic power, and a beautiful fire lotus exploded in the air. The brilliant sparks carried a terrifying destructive power, instantly destroying all the evil spirits.

He put away his magic, ran to Lycoris radiata and gently picked her up.

"It hurts so much..." Lycoris radiata moaned in pain, as if it had suffered a lot in its dream.

Looking at her beautiful face that was overly distorted by the nightmare, Luo Shiqi's heart seemed to tighten, and he almost subconsciously pressed his forehead against hers.

A complex pattern of lines appeared on his forehead, flashing with dazzling light, and a bright and warm power surged into Manjushage's body from where the mark appeared.

Lycoris, who was tortured by evil winds and evil ghosts in her dream, suddenly felt a warmth, and the cold and dark world suddenly became clear.

She instinctively wanted to reach out and grab the light, then hug the warmth tightly.

Manzhu Shahua slowly opened her eyes and found herself nestled in Luo Shiqi's arms, hugging him tightly.