"Inexplicably!" Creyy stood awkwardly, unpaid attention to her, as if nothing had happened. But no matter how embarrassing it is, finding Coke is the most important thing at this time.

Out of the inn, Creyy called Coke's name all the way, but to no avail. At some point, there were fewer and fewer people around, the lights were getting dimmer, and by the time she realized that she wanted to go back the way she came, it was too late, because there was a fork in the road in front of her, and she had no idea which way she had come.

Just as he was about to choose, there was an inexplicable feeling in his body, this place, there seemed to be something attracting him, pulling his every move.

So she turned and walked back.

Through the moonlight, Corey looked closely, and it seemed to be an abandoned house, with dilapidated houses and messy straw and trees on the ground, which made people feel quite eerie.

"Coke......" Currey continued softly, "I wouldn't be in this place if it weren't for the search for it!" Thinking to himself, Corey felt much calmer.

Only she knows that no matter how lonely and strong she is in the eyes of others, in fact, those are just disguises on the outside, she will also be afraid of the dark and have little timidity.

She wanted to leave this damn place, but there was always a more determined thought in her mind for her to stay: Coke seemed to be nearby.

Crossing the ruins, Corey felt her head sink deeper and her body tense, and she grabbed the corner of her skirt and squeezed it tightly. A tall door appeared not far away, but it was in tatters like the nearby houses, but it could still be seen from the appearance that this family must be a tall family in the future.

"Palace", the plaque on the door that seemed to fall at any time had two large characters on it, which Correy could barely make out by the moonlight.

There was a thick air of dust and smoke in the air, and no one had set foot on it for a long time, and layers of tattered cobwebs had formed on the door.

As soon as she entered the door, Corey felt a headache, and an invisible impact rushed towards her, making her feel dizzy. And she can't help herself from this place, or she can't help herself. She wanted to escape.

Beyond the vestibule, Correy pushed open a sloping door and came to a place similar to a large hall, in the center of which was a large pedestal, the bottles and cans on the pedestal were in tatters, and the tables and chairs in the hall were all in a cuff and mess, and it looked like they had been deliberately vandalized.

Although the moonlight was dark, for some reason, everything here was clearly visible.

In the empty ruins of "Chi'er ......", a call suddenly came to his ears, and Kerey instantly broke out in a cold sweat, accompanied by deep fear.

She looked around to make sure there was no one, and just as her hanging heart was put down, the voices began to sound again, one after the other, and kept overlapping. Upon closer listening, it was found that there was not just one person calling, but a group of people.

"Chi'er, you're finally back......" An old voice accompanied by sobbing.

"Who is it?" said Crayey's clenched fist joints turned white, and her pursed lips barely let out two trembling words, fear making her almost forget to breathe.

But she couldn't get an answer, and in an instant the air returned to calm, and the inexplicable sense of oppression on her body gradually disappeared, as if it was just her hallucination.

But what she saw next made her feel more suffocating than what she heard!

It was a corpse all over the ground, rivers of blood, merciless killing, cries of despair...... Scene by scene, like a memory, like a dream, but it is so real that it is frightening. And the death of those people made her feel as if her body was accepting Ling Chi, knife after knife, it hurt, but she couldn't die.

Feeling that he could no longer control his consciousness, Corey kept telling himself that this was a dream, and if he let it go, he would soon wake up. So she gave up her resistance and let the dream dominate her consciousness.

The picture of the killing is getting clearer and clearer, and some people's faces are getting clearer and clearer, although they can't be called by name, but it seems that they know them! And each of them, before they die, seems to be looking at themselves, with pain, fear, and reluctance in their eyes......

Those eyes made her heart full of sadness, and it seemed that there was hatred and self-blame......

Crossing a long corridor strewn with corpses, Corey stopped in front of a door, which, unlike the others, was closed and the frame of the door undamaged.

Pushed open, the room is exquisitely furnished, like a woman's boudoir. Although it is dusty, it does not affect the beauty in the slightest.

The bottles and cans in the room made Corey feel a sense of familiarity, a feeling that made her forget her fear for a moment.

The white bed, the pink curtain, the beaded curtains, everything made Creyy feel liked, and she couldn't help but walk to the side of the bed, and put her hand under the bed familiarly, as if she had known that there was a secret box nailed under the bed board, and thought that there was something in the secret box.

Sure enough, she took out a hairpin from the dark box, the hairpin was quite familiar, and upon closer inspection, she found that it was exactly the same as the one that Coke gave her!

The two hairpins were placed together, as if there was some kind of induction between each other, and at the same time emitted a layer of golden light, which instantly turned into two huge rays of light, and the hairpins also broke away from her hand and floated into the air.

Not knowing what to do with this magical scene, Corey watched and watched as they gradually approached......

But the closer they got, the more he panicked, the feeling of suffocation, and his limbs weakened.

"Is this really a dream?" Clay clutched his chest and questioned, if it was a dream, no matter how wonderful it was, it would have been time to wake up like this, could it be that I was going to die in this dream?

"Coke...... Coke ......" Corey called Coke's name over and over again, at this time she didn't think about anyone, only thinking about the cat, even if she just thought about it, she felt that it could give her some energy to hold on.

There was not much distance left between the two hairpins, and Corey collapsed to the ground, unable to bear the golden light that spread over her, gasping weakly as the hairpins merged.

"Meow~" Kerey thought she was about to die, and a familiar voice made her almost cry: "Coke!"

But she couldn't move, so she could only roll her eyes to find Coke's figure, and she saw a white shadow flying towards her, but the golden light was like an enchantment, bouncing it away!

Corey's heart tightened in pain, tears welling up in her eyes! She kept whispering Coke's name, even if her voice was too soft to even hear herself.

"Whew!" With the voice, Corey saw Coke's figure again, this time it broke through the golden barrier and passed through the middle of the two hairpins, and the golden light disappeared immediately, and the hairpins fell to the ground.