"Yes, the beautiful blonde woman next to me is my wife, and the two behind me are my parents. This painting must have been taken thirty years ago, right?" Dracula William exclaimed.

Luo Shiqi looked at the portrait, then at Count Dracula in front of him, and said with joy: "It's been such a long time, and you don't seem to have changed at all?"

"Vampires don't age. I was already an adult at that time. Although I look only in my early twenties, my real age is actually nearly fifty years old." Dracula William said.

Manjushage said with interest: "In comparison, Mr. Pal's changes are really big."

In the painting, there is a little boy standing obediently next to Dracula. He is wearing a butler's uniform and his smile looks a little stiff.

It is hard to imagine that he will grow into the strong man that Pal is now, so he can easily drag Count Dracula away with one hand.

It is not difficult to see from this painting that their relationship has always been good.

Dracula William curled his lips: "Pal was so cute when he was a child, why does he always control me when he grows up?"

"Dear Count, if you don't want to be constrained by your loyal servant, please remember what you plan to do tonight before he reminds you." Pal said as he put a cloak on Dracula William.

His fingertips were gentle and his eyes were warm, as if he was staring at something that belonged to him.

Although he usually considers himself a servant, Pal's eyes and actions are consciously or unconsciously declaring his ownership.

He had an almost morbid love for Dracula William.

Manjushage, who originally thought she understood them well, became more and more confused about the relationship between the two.

"Oh, there are too many guests today. I was so happy that I almost forgot to go see Brother Moro." Count Dracula hurriedly pulled Lingxi Pal out.

The latter looked helpless, as if he had expected this situation to happen.

"The rooms upstairs have been decorated. Guests can choose according to their preferences. Of course, if you really want to wait for me to come back..." Count Dracula looked back as he walked, and was dragged away by Pal before he could say a few words.

"That earl is really a busy man." Luo Shiqi said.

"Agree." Doyle nodded.

The cool moonlight shone in through the castle gate, bright and gentle.

Without sunlight at night, the castle's barrier is naturally lifted.

As expected, Count Dracula set up this thing to block out the sunlight.

If there was a hole in the wall one day and he was accidentally exposed to the light, it would probably feel as painful as being stabbed with a gun.

After a busy day, Lycoris radiata is also tired.

The attack on Mei Carlos has not been resolved yet. If no solution can be found tomorrow, let Luo Shiqi try to capture the person.

Given the opponent's vigilance, he will most likely run away. Although he hasn't figured anything out yet, Mei Carlos obviously doesn't want to deal with the opponent any more.

Considering her mood, this is the safest approach.

If I encounter similar troubles in the future, I will wait until then to find a solution.

Lycoris radiata fell asleep with this thought in mind.

Then, she couldn't wake up.

It was a nightmare to be exact.

It was still the same altar, and the dark blue door seemed to be waiting for someone to open it.

It seemed that this was his first visit to the vampire's castle, and he was affected by the overly strong dark magic energy here and was haunted by the nightmare.

But this time is different from before.

Manjushage touched her forehead, where there was a mark left by Luo Shiqi. Even if she was asleep, as long as there was danger, he would rush there and wake her up the first time.

Therefore, Lycoris radiata was not in a hurry to open the door.

She wondered why every time she had a nightmare it was the same scene.

The blue-black door stood quietly on the altar. If it was not opened, nothing would happen.

Remember the last time you had a nightmare, you were trying to find something related to Grusel from your lost memories?

In other words, on the other side of the door are actually the memories that Manjushage has actively sealed away.

The last time she ventured to open the door, many images flooded her mind, but her body desperately refused.

That must be a very painful memory, which made Lycoris radiata instinctively want to escape.

From any perspective, she shouldn't have initiated contact.

But from the moment she decided to help Luo Shiqi regain his memory, Manjushage had already prepared herself mentally.

It will be fine in the end anyway. Since we have to face it sooner or later, why not give it a try?

Pushing open the dark blue door again, cold winds blew violently, evil spirits howled, and Manjushage's body temperature dropped rapidly, with several shocking cuts on her body.

It's really painful, it hurts like hell.

If it wasn't for Luo Shiqi, and for the qualification to face the past with him, I would never want to touch this door again in my life.

"So, you must come and save me." A reassuring smile appeared on Manjusaka's beautiful face.

A vague sound rang in my ears, and the pain gradually faded away.

"Manjushage, don't always lock yourself in your room. It's not your fault."

"But father, these bloody hands will kill you sooner or later."

When he opened his eyes, he saw a face of intoxicating beauty in front of him. If her long silver hair was not tied up, revealing the straight upper body wrapped in fine cloth, he would probably be mistaken for a rare and peerless beauty.

"Luo Seventeen?" Manjushage asked subconsciously.

"It's me." Luo Shiqi held her hand: "Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah." It really makes me feel relieved to be able to see him the first time I wake up from the nightmare.

"I saw you were calling his name just now. How come this is all you can say after waking up?" At this time, Doyle suddenly came out from the side.

"Why are you here?" Manjushage pretended to be very depressed, but actually quietly crawled out of Luo Shiqi's warm embrace.

However, this action completely fell into Doyle's sight, and his ice-blue eyes turned with her position.

"It's because I'm worried about you." Doyle said unhappily.

That expression seemed to be saying, I'm so worried, but you only call Luo Shiqi's name even in your dreams.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble." At this time, I should just admit my mistake. Doyle will forgive me.

"That's nothing - the shadowy aura in the castle is too strong. Does it affect you?" Doyle turned his head away embarrassedly, but half of his angular and handsome face turned red.

"I thought so at first, but now it seems that it's because we have come to a familiar place." said Manjushage.

"Have you been here before?" Doyle asked in surprise.

"I can't remember clearly, but I have some impressions." said Manjushage.

Being affected by dark magic was just a cover-up, the cause of the nightmare was actually very simple.

Whenever Lycoris radiata wants to explore its past memories, the magic of blood will deeply contact the blue-black door in the subconscious, which is what people call the door to the underworld.

It is not yet known why Lycoris radiata's magic is related to such a horrible thing, but one thing is certain, the hurt caused by her past memories is indeed very deep.

As a result, anyone who wants to unlock the forbidden memory will most likely be haunted by nightmares.

To her, abandoned memories are such a terrifying existence.

Manzhushahua had some impressions of Lengyue Ridge, but not much. She must have been here when she was very young, but she gradually forgot about it as time passed.

Although there is no way to completely solve the hidden dangers of nightmares at present, there has been some progress.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine, you can go to sleep without worry." Manjushage hurriedly urged the two to go out.

They probably just noticed the commotion here and rushed over, still in their pajamas.

Especially Luo Shiqi, no matter how exquisite the chest design is, it cannot hide his huge chest that is about to burst out.

Even with such a thin layer of fabric and a round neck design, the grooves created by the chest muscles are unfathomable, which made Manjushage's eyes widen.

She had just woken up from a nightmare and felt empty inside. If Luo Shiqi stayed here any longer, there was no guarantee that something might happen.

It so happened that Manjusaka's nightmare this time was not that bad. Seeing her rosy face and hot body, Luo Shiqi and Doyle returned to the room arranged for them by Count Dracula with peace of mind.

Manzhu Shahua lay back on the bed, and as expected, her mind was full of Luo Shiqi. She tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep.

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