Chapter Eighty-Four: Missing!?
"White Night!"
The beautiful figure on the White Bone Throne suddenly opened his eyes and said with a displeased expression.
After thinking about it, the demon spread out his right hand, and a soul ball of light emerged from his hand.
Streams of pink magic power emerged from the palm of his hand and wrapped around him, and after that, the demon threw the soul light ball in his hand towards the main hall, and the magic power dissipated.
A clone gradually condensed from the main hall, and the clone moved slightly, and after adapting, he looked at the main body.
The demon looked at the doppelganger and said lightly.
"This time, I need your ......"
After giving the order, the phantom demon waved his sleeve lightly, and a wave of magic power emerged, opening the passage to the present world, directly sending the clone out of this realm.
The demon looked at the departing clone, with a contemplative look on his face, and muttered.
"I hope I can, she can bring it......"
Originally, the demon wanted to hand over this matter to the phantom demon, but the thought of the phantom demon repeatedly eating deflated at their hands in the white night dispelled this idea.
Outside Yu Yan's room, the doppelganger of the demon gradually emerged from the void, floating in the air, shrouded in a faint pink demon mist, looking at the sleeping Yu Yan.
After thinking about it for a while, the gestures of both hands changed, and the pink magic power condensed from the air, and a magic hand was condensed in the air, tentatively attacking Yu Yan.
As soon as the demon hand approached Yu Yan, he was defeated by the silver-white spiritual power and the light blue spiritual power.
"It seems that the chances of success by brute force are not very good, so you can only outwit them. ”
The demon clone, floating in the air, looked at Yu Yan on the bed and fell into thought.
At this time, Yu Yan on the bed suddenly whispered, "Who are you?"
"Hmm!"
Listening to the Tao, Yu Yan's dream voice, the demon clone floating in the air, stumbled and almost fell from the air.
"Isn't it!?"
Mei Mo was shocked in his body and mind, and then found that it was just Yu Yan's dream words.
"It turns out that she is just talking in a dream, but what kind of dream is she doing?"
The demon clone was slightly curious, so the gestures of his hands changed, and he used the dream voyeurism on Yu Yan.
A water mirror appeared in front of the demon clone, and the scene in Yu Yan's dream appeared in front of the demon clone.
The demon clone looked at the scene in Yu Yan's dream, and a plan emerged from his heart.
"There it is!"
Then, the demon clone left a spell in Yu Yan's room and disappeared here.
Time passed, and before I knew it, it was the next morning.
"Yuyan! get up-bed-up-"
The dream quickly fell apart, and the sleeping Yu Yan opened her eyes in a daze.
In a daze, Yu Yan wanted to turn over and sit up, but because she had just woken up and was still confused, she fell directly from the bed.
"Ouch!"
Yu Yan wanted to get up from the ground, However, when she was half-asleep and half-awake, her will was always like smoke, difficult to control, and difficult to restrain herself.
He lay on the floor for a while before he got up from the ground and completely got out of his half-asleep state.
The vision blurred at first, then gradually became clearer.
Pulling the curtains open, the bright sunlight shone through the window, slightly dazzling.
Yu Yan looked at the morning sun outside the window and was slightly distracted.
Is it a dream?
But why is this dream so clear?
Also, who is the boy in the dream?
At this time, Yu Yan suddenly saw a spread notebook in the center of her log-colored desk, writing a sentence in strange words, the ink was dark and eye-catching.
On the left side of the notebook, against the edge of the table, there was a neat stack of books, about seven or eight of them, and a wall lamp was embedded in the wall to their right.
This lamp has a very Western classical flavor, about the size of an adult's head, and the inner layer is transparent glass, and the outside is surrounded by black metal.
Diagonally below the extinguished sconce, a black inkwell is shrouded in a reddish glow, the embossing of the surface forming a vague angel pattern.
In front of the inkwell, on the right side of the notebook, a dark fountain pen with a round belly is quietly placed, the tip of the pen shimmering.
I remember yesterday, I already closed the notebook and put it away?
What's going on?
At the same time as Yu Yan was at a loss, the notebook on the desk appeared a layer of pale red glimmer in the sunlight shining in from the window.
Yu Yan came to the desk with doubts, picked up the notebook on the desk, and looked at it.
On the page of the notebook, which was spread out, a spell was written in strange words.
Obviously, it was a text that she had never seen before, but Yu Yan understood it at once, and after that, she subconsciously read it out.
"The door between the illusory and the real, listen to my call......"
When Yu Yan read this strange text, a strange power emerged from the notebook and wrapped Yu Yan.
"Ahh
Yu Yan let out an exclamation, and then, the sound suddenly disappeared from the room.
The notebook, which had lost its support, fell from the sky and fell to the ground, and the strange line of text on it had disappeared.
The demon clone hidden in the dark corners of the city sensed that the spell he had deliberately left behind had been activated, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
In fact, what the demon clone left in the notebook was a spell that opened the realm of the other.
It can have the same effect regardless of whether it is urged by spiritual power or by magic power.
The demon clone, after peeking into Yu Yan's dream, found that Yu Yan had initially awakened.
So, he deliberately left that spell to guide Yu Yan to subconsciously use spiritual power to urge the incantation.
Time and space shift, in mid-air, above the black "velvet curtain", a crimson full moon hangs high, shining peacefully.
Yu Yan felt the sky spin for a while, her center of gravity involuntarily fell, and then, her ass hit the hardwood chair hard.
Syllable!
The pain didn't have an effect, Yu Yan pressed her hand on the ground, got up again, and turned around in a panic to look at the environment she was in.
It was a small room, with brown doors on the left and right sides, and a wooden bunk bed next to the opposite wall.
Between it and the left door is a cabinet with five drawers at the top.
The edge of the cabinet, one person high, also has gray-white pipes embedded in the wall, but it is connected to a strange mechanism, with gears and bearings exposed in a few places.
In the right corner near the desk are stacked with things that resemble coal stoves, as well as kitchen utensils such as soup pots and iron pots.
Beyond the right door is a dressing mirror with two cracks, and the pattern of the wooden base is simple and plain.
The classical European and American flavor layout, as well as the crimson moon that is very different from the earth, all indicate a certain event!
I, I'm not going to cross over, am I?" Yu Yan's mouth opened a little bit.
At this time, in the villa, after Bai Ye carried the young White Emperor back, he returned to his room and took a shower to refresh himself.
After a brief treatment of the wound, a wave of fatigue hit the white night, and after the warning under the cloth around the body, he lay on the soft bed and closed his eyes until dawn.
The next day, Bai Ye was woken up by a ringing cell phone, completely bathed in the warm sunlight of the early morning, Bai Ye opened his confused eyes and answered the phone.
"Hey!"
There was a slight unhappiness in Bai Ye's tone.
"Hey, Bai Ye, I'm Uncle Wang, there's something I want to ask you?"
"Uncle Wang, what's the matter?"
As soon as he heard that it was Uncle Wang, Bai Ye's voice unconsciously became a lot more restrained.
"That's the case, is Yan'er there with you?"
"No, Uncle Wang, what's wrong with Yu Yan?"
When Bai Ye heard this, his words couldn't help but become a little eager, and he asked.
On the other end of the phone, Wang Weiming said after hesitating slightly.
"Yu Yan, she's missing!"
"Missing!?Uncle Wang, what's going on?How could Yu Yan go missing?"
Hearing this, Bai Ye asked anxiously.
"Here's the thing, probably yesterday morning, I asked Yuyan to get up, but I waited for a long time and didn't see Yan'er come down, after that, I went upstairs to Yan'er's room, and found that Yan'er was not in the room, I didn't pay attention at first, thinking that Yan'er had gone out in advance, but then I didn't wait for Yan'er to come back, and the mobile phone couldn't get through......"
"Okay, Uncle Wang, I know, I'll find a way to find it here. ”
Bai Ye then hung up the phone, got up from the bed, went to the bathroom, and briefly freshened up.
came to the room of the young White Emperor.