The dark hall was filled with bones. The space, dominated by purple and black, was cold and eerie. The dim candlelight flickered from time to time, casting swaying shadows on the wall.

In the center of the palace is a throne belonging to the woman, made from the bones of those she had devoured.

I don’t know what the aesthetic taste of the Dream Demon is, but he transformed the Qingxu Demon’s originally grand and simple palace into something hard to describe.

To use Shen Qianluo's words, it's like the White Bone Demon.

With his head buried deeply, the nameless Yaksha stood upright at the side of the throne, suppressing the trembling and painful breathing, as if fighting with some power in his mind, with clarity and chaos intertwined in his eyes.

No matter how much precautions were taken to hide, the Dream Demon eventually noticed the abnormality.

He didn't dare resist.

Once he showed his hostility towards the Dream Demon and exposed the fact that he had gained a brief moment of clarity under the power of Shen Qianluo, the only outcome would be that he would be controlled by it again.

Only at this point did Shen Qianluo fall into real danger.

Therefore, when he was discovered, he just looked indifferent, suppressed the nausea in his heart, and respectfully saluted the Dream Demon God, claiming that the boy in the bushes was his captured prey.

The boy suspected that he had powerful teammates who were looking for him, so he lurked around them, waiting to hunt down his companions.

With this being said, the Dream Demon will not act rashly for a period of time.

As he spoke, he silently clenched the spear in his hand, and almost held his breath, staring at the Dream Demon's every move. If she showed a familiar and cruel smile and attacked Shen Qianluo, wanting to devour her beautiful dreams until she lost her soul and fell into madness, he would immediately fight to the death.

During the time when his mind was controlled, he witnessed the same scene too many times. No matter whether it was the demons or humans, they could not escape the clutches of their dreams being devoured. Their ideals were crushed and their dreams were swallowed up.

But, when he happened to be conscious, he was able to clearly recognize what kind of killing karma he had committed, and it has always been like this.

Fortunately, the Dream Demon God did not notice his abnormality. He showed a satisfied and cold smile, raised his delicate hand and rubbed his head affectionately: "You are getting more sensible day by day, so good."

She was always like this, smiling twistedly as she ordered him to kill indiscriminately, and then she couldn't wait to enjoy the sweet dreams of the dead, then comfort him with kind words, and gave the next order without stopping.

Pulling the boy up from the bushes, the Dream Demon God stroked the boy's sleeping cheek with his long nails, and his smiling and playful eyes became deeper and deeper: "It turned out to be you... I have been waiting for you for a long time, and you are finally here... Flute Demon God."

"You were caught by my good child, and you tried to go deep into the dream and fight against my consciousness? You really have some strange ideas... I think I understand why in the prophecy... you are the only special one..."

"It seems that following the prophecy and besieging Guiliyuan was indeed the right decision."

With his head lowered, he followed the Dream Demon silently, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

In the past, he was in a confused state of mind and naturally would not notice that the Dream Demon God and he and the Qingxu Demon God, two taciturn men, had lived together for a long time and had learned to talk to themselves after becoming lonely and going crazy.

The Demon God of Dreams... is actually waiting for Shen Qianluo’s arrival?

And the fact that she had inexplicably led them to Tianheng Mountain and hurriedly turned back halfway, and that she had manipulated the little demon that he and the Qingxu Demon had subdued to besiege Guiliyuan...

Is it based on the prophecy she spoke?

"But why can't I see the specific content of your dream?" The Dream Demon God murmured in confusion, sensing something with his distracted mind, "What kind of dream are you having now? I'm so curious... Unfortunately, your good teammate who came here is nearby. After Qingxu has dealt with him..."

For some reason, the Demon God of Dreams attached great importance to Shen Qianluo. The sleeping boy was picked up by a woman and brought into the palace. His wrists were slender and beautiful when they fell down, but they were held in the palm of the hand by the woman who deserved to die.

Feeling inexplicably uncomfortable with this situation, Wuming Yaksha slightly retracted his fingertips, and the mixed color of his pupils became darker.

If we can't kill with one strike, the plan will fail...

But...it turns out he really has teammates with him?

·

When Morax received the message from Shen Qianluo Kite, he was silent for a second as expected.

Shen Qianluo lived up to everyone's expectations and went to a dangerous place to surf the waves.

He stood up decisively and told the fairies to guard Guiliyuan. Morax climbed onto the kite, which grew larger in an instant, and rushed at full speed towards the territory of the Qingxu Demon God.

The voice message Shen Qianluo left for him was like this↓

"Lili, today I watched the sun rise in the east, the rainbow disappeared and the rain stopped. The weather is rare and good. I decided to meet the cruel Dream Demon God and the powerful Green Ruins Demon God and show my mighty power.

Good times and beautiful scenery are hard to come by, please come and save me.

--good"

Morax: .

Not to mention how despicable the boy's incoherent tone sounded when played by the kite, the single word in the signature (probably the signature)...

Morax descended from the sky with unrivaled and invincible momentum and attacked the territory of Qingxu Demon God, facing off against a Qingxu Demon God whose mind had been controlled.

But Lord Emperor, who was in a delicate mood and seemed somewhat unhappy with Shen Qianluo's unauthorized decision-making, was obviously more difficult to deal with.

Qingxu Demon God:?

Didn’t the Dream Demon God say that it was impossible for Morax to come all the way for Shen Qianluo, and that the one traveling with Shen Qianluo should be just an immortal who could decide the outcome with a single strike?

Morax drove back the Qingxu Demon with one strike and rushed to the palace in the center of the territory without stopping.

·

Dreamland.

Propping himself up on the wet beach, Shen Qianluo coughed repeatedly. The echo of the deep sea in his ears caused tinnitus, which still made him feel frightened.

Sure enough, even when facing the memories again, he was still afraid of drowning.

The panic at that moment was real, but gazing at the vast and turbulent water that was becoming increasingly out of reach, and the boundless emotions that spread at that moment, were the most terrifying.

After all, he was probably the first Son of Heaven in history to almost die from drowning.

...It's so embarrassing.

After tidying himself up, Shen Qianluo glanced at the dark purple flowing in Shen Qianqiao's eyes, sighed softly, slowly stood up, and walked towards him.

Shen Qianqiao looked up at him, stunned for a moment, and took a step back: "...Brother?"

Once again, he couldn't understand Shen Qianluo's eyes. It was as if she was describing his voice, appearance and smile with the deepest gaze. In the end, she smiled bitterly and raised her hand to touch his head: "Sorry, you are still waiting for me in reality."

"You must... hold on until your brother comes home, okay?" The suppressed voice murmured firmly. The boy's golden eyes sparkled like waves in the light sunlight, as if he wanted to deeply engrave this last nostalgic look. The next moment, the smile on his lips disappeared.

The roaring divine power was like a raging fire that burned everything, piercing through the shattered bubble-like illusion in one fell swoop, along with the family members who were just a phantom buried deep in his memory.

He looked down expressionlessly at the dream consciousness of the Dream Demon who fell to the ground in panic.

"When did you see through me!?"

The purple pupils shrank suddenly, and the woman was completely frightened at that moment. She could clearly sense that Shen Qianluo was immersed in the previous illusion.

What kind of willpower can maintain awareness of the false illusion while reminiscing and caring about it the most? !

"Have you had enough of the trouble?" With a faint arc without any warmth on his lips, Shen Qianluo approached her step by step as she was retreating in panic.

In the vast and boundless dark space, every step the boy took made a soul-stirring sound.

"I, I, I already know your secret! You are not allowed to come over, otherwise! -"

The moment Queen Cang retreated, the Dream Demon God suddenly found with horror that he was locked by some kind of divine power that he was completely powerless to resist. Just like a believer crawling on the ground, trembling and kneeling to welcome the god he believed in, waiting for divine punishment with a broken heart.

She saw the young man smile very lightly, squat down with a kind look, and whisper in her ear. His tone was filled with irrepressible excitement and temptation, like a devil.

"Guess what those who dare to touch my memories experienced before they died?"

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