Shortly after leaving from the battlefield, Shuang Ling returned to the palace, although he saw that the atmosphere was a little weird, but Shuang Ling, who was a little injured, still didn't care too much, but went directly into the courtyard that King Muliu gave him.

And the three of Zhuo Fuhai, who saw that Shuang Ling had blood stains on his body and was naked, and who helped Ye Ming to the side and was being treated, also hurriedly stood up and knelt again.

But Shuang Ling directly stopped their redundant behavior at the moment and waved his hand to signal them to continue to heal the night underworld, while he himself sat on the paralyzed chair, and suddenly covered his chest and spit out the mouthful of black blood that had been lingering in his throat for a long time.

"Master!"

"Leave me alone!

The appearance of that mouthful of black blood made Zhuo Fuhai and the three of them suddenly sit still, and directly slowed down the speed of the output of spiritual energy again, and threw that caring look at Shuang Ling, but this time it was still interrupted.

But no matter how many times Shuang Ling interrupted Zhuo Shuhai and the others, the picture of him being injured and coughing up blood was still deeply imprinted in their minds, and as the three of them straightened their faces, Shuang Ling also nodded with satisfaction, but the eyes were slightly cold, and muttered:

"I didn't expect Yan Du's strength to be so terrifying, and Xuanyuan Dao actually remembered the existence of the Dao Heavenly Bell! But next time, you won't be so lucky!"

As he spoke, his eyes looked towards the sky ahead, as if he had traveled millions of miles and directly fell on Yeyang, who was almost completely covered by Xuanyuan Dao with runes at this moment...

Xuanyuan Dao continued to cast spells that were not simple, and Zuo Qiu Yan was another existence to look at the wind, even if compared to Yan Du, her role was almost zero, but this would not make her do nothing.

The outside world is like this, but it is a different scene in Yeyang's body, although Xuanyuan Dao is gradually separating the two souls of the fetal light and the ghost, but the sleeping fetus light does not have the slightest consciousness of wanting to leave the ghost's side, and directly holds the hand of the ghostly spirit tightly, so it is not weird.

And what he did by holding the hand of the ghost was to integrate into the dream that made the ghost very addicted at this moment, but as soon as he entered the dream of the ghost, everything that came into view made him dumbfounded.

In the boundless sea reflecting the white clouds and blue sky, there is a small island, the area of the island is not large, only less than 300 square meters, but there is a small vegetable field on the island.

At the edge of the vegetable field was a large tree with sword-shaped leaves, and under the tree was a sparse thatched hut where the internal structure of the house could be seen if you looked closely.

His strange behavior made Fetus Light suspect that he had fallen into the trap of the ghost, but after he felt it carefully for a while, he found that this was a very quiet place, which was where the ghost's "dream" was.

The sun and moon are reversed, and unlike the sun and moon in various domains, the sun and moon in the ghost dream are more like the sun and moon in the Heavenly Flame Secret Realm.

It was only a moment of tranquility that passed from day to night.

And it was such an abrupt arrival of the night, which also made the fetal light frown slightly, and at the same time, there were some figures of those men and women killed by the night sun crawling out of the sea, and even among them, there were people who died because of the night sun, just like... Xin Eryang...

"Father?"

Fetus Guang couldn't help but murmur, and then smashed the birds, birds, and monsters that rushed towards it with one palm.

His big movement naturally attracted the attention of the ghost spirit who also stepped out of the island after raising his sword, but it was only to pay attention, not to make him stop the slaughter of the sword.

Seeing the phantom slaughtering the water phantom of Xin Eryang, who existed like a heart demon, but just after the phantom finally killed the last phantom, another batch of phantoms also appeared, and the faces that made the fetus light feel shocked were imprinted into the eyes of the phantom.

But no matter how familiar those faces were, and how real the actions of those people were, the ghosts who had seen through it a long time ago would just raise their swords and slaughter them.

Gradually, after killing many batches of phantoms, it ushered in the appearance of the day again, and when the day came, the ghost just walked back to the wooden stool like the puppet and turned to sit down, stuck the unknown sword upside down on the ground, grabbed the fishing rod and threw it out again...

"Spirits!"

After dozens of repetitions, the unbearable fetal light finally fell on the island, calling towards the ghost spirit who knew he was coming, but kept closing his eyes and lowering his head.

"It's coming?

It is different from the sound that comes when it is attached to the physical body or when it enters the sea of alien consciousness, and the spirit at this moment is like the voice of a person who is already half-dumb, which is very difficult to distinguish and hoarse.

Hearing the ghost's question, for a while, the fetus didn't know how to answer, but he felt the ghost's indisputable heart from the ghost's questioning tone, and then responded:

"The latter. ”

"It's good, then I'll congratulate you first, and if there's nothing else to do, I'll go back, I'm fine here." ”

Nodding lightly, the tone of no excitement or frustration made the fetal light slightly uncomfortable, as if the ghost spirit at the moment was the fetal light, and he himself was the ghost spirit with mood swings.

Throwing that fantasy out of his mind, he knew that even if he went out of this dream, he might just be pinned by Yan Du and couldn't move, so it was better to do enough thought work with the ghost spirit here, and then find an opportunity to devour him, so that he wouldn't swallow his consciousness by mistake because of his sudden resistance consciousness.

"Shuang Ling didn't die, and he hurt me, so I haven't had time to fuse your divine soul power yet, and you still have a chance. ”

Tentative words came out of the mouth of the fetus, but before the spirit could answer, the sky darkened, and with the appearance of phantoms, the fetus thought that the spirit was about to draw his sword again.

But the ghost spirit did not, and with a sigh he threw out the fishing rod, and then pulled it out with all his might, and lifted up the sun, which had sunk into the sea, and at the same time, all the phantoms on the surface of the sea were frozen, and they did not move nor returned to the sea.

"Don't tempt me anymore, since I have promised to "help" you, I will definitely not regret it, and as for my spirit, it should be related to the frost, not the refreshing spirit. ”

The rare clear-headed words came out of the mouth of the ghost, so that the fetus light actually gave birth to an illusion of being impressed by it from the bottom of his heart.

But the impressive look didn't affect the next behavior of the fetus at all, so after the ghost spirit answered such words, the fetal light, who didn't have much trust in the ghost spirit, directly fell into the cliff sky with a sword, and blasted towards the moon in the sky...