The dream demon stared at the memory photo, the photo shone like a movie, the dream demon probably understood, this woman snatched someone else's husband, and she was nameless and shareless, until the man got sick and died, and the woman in the real world had no reputation, and naturally she couldn't get any protection.

The Dream Demon was a little disappointed, and the soul in his body spoke, "I told you to choose when you set up the enchantment, and it won't be so troublesome now."

It wasn't the dream demon's voice, but the dream demon's mouth was moving, and the white snake knew that it was the soul that was speaking, "The master doesn't want to miss any opportunity, maybe there are qualified among these people."

The Dream Demon closed his eyes tightly and looked at the woman again, "Will you sign a contract with me?"

"It doesn't matter if it's a contract or not, it doesn't matter if I lose the person I love the most", the woman's gaze didn't leave for a moment, and the hand holding the dream demon didn't let go for a moment.

Memory photos show what women are thinking at the moment, even if the man in front of her is really the devil, women are willing to follow, after all, such a beautiful man is rare in the world.

The woman couldn't see the memory photo, nor could she see the white snake on the Dream Demon's shoulder, let alone hear the conversation between the White Snake and the soul, the Dream Demon looked at the woman's thoughts, and pinched her fingers slightly, knowing that not setting a limit on the enchantment would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, but the Dream Demon liked this kind of trouble, so that the long night would not be too lonely.

After a pause, the Dream Demon reached out to the woman and said lightly, "Since it doesn't matter, then okay."

Looking at the dream demon's white hand covered with a layer of white light, the woman protected her chest at once, "What are you doing?" She is so afraid of death, it doesn't matter what she says, but what she does is not like this.

"I want to see the color of your soul", the dream demon did not hesitate at all, his hand was inserted into the woman's heart like a sharp sword, the dream demon frowned slightly, her soul had decayed, and the dream demon withdrew his hand in disappointment.

Looking at the woman, the dream demon who had been disappointed several times should have a cold face, but at this time he showed a strange smile, and he was another unqualified person, he seemed to have become numb, and turned away without saying anything.

"Don't go", the woman grabbed the dream demon tightly, "Aren't you going to sign a contract, why do you want to leave".

The dream demon caressed the woman's face, "Do you want to sign the contract without understanding the nature of the contract?"

"It doesn't matter, I know it's not an ordinary dream, it must have something else."

"Heh", the Dream Demon chuckled, "If it means something else, what do you want to do most after signing the contract?"

"Resurrect my beloved".

"Love after the resurrection"?

"Yes, keep in love, I can continue to live like that."

"That kind of life", the dream demon repeated, the photo of the memory still floated above his head, the life in the photo was so luxurious and beautiful, the woman could not be proud of his toes.

The dream demon smiled a little brightly, "Sleep, keep dreaming."

The woman's eyes looked at the dream demon fixedly, and with a slight wave of the dream demon's big hand, the woman closed her eyes, and the memory photo immediately returned to her mind, and the woman would not remember that the dream demon had appeared after waking up.

"Master", the White Snake was a little heartbroken, and the Dream Demon deliberately hid the woman's memory, as if the woman remembered him, which was a blasphemy against him.

The Dream Demon silently walked out of the enchantment, and the appearance of the human form changed back into a creature, and the Dream Demon looked down at the ceiling with some weakness and walked out of the summoning pavilion.

Walking into Zixiao Pavilion, the dark room was naturally lit up, and the ceiling made of yellow crystals was filled with the sun, moon and stars.

The gold walls did not look dazzling under the crystal lamp, and the light in the room was very soft, like the morning sun, shining on the people really warm.

The spacious room is furnished with antique bookshelves, and the shelves display a variety of weapons, which are the defense of the original weapons, and when the breath of the contractor disappears completely in the Dream Demon World, the weapons also disappear.

Dream Demon stroked the weapons carefully, some weapons came from his own hands, some weapons came from the Dream Demon World, I wanted to keep some of the original weapons, and under the battle with the demons, I created some first-generation weapons that had been destroyed.

Now these weapons are all in the hands of the demons, and the dream demons can't be explored, if they are really the first generation of the dream demon world, they have absolute rights.

Gently open the scroll, the painting is the appearance of the demon, the biological demon is exactly the same as the dream demon, but the color is different, and the humanoid demon is also so handsome.

Long black clothes, draped in dark green cloak, long white hair hanging down softly to the waist, ruby-like eyes with blood-colored light, the face is stern and cold, between the eyebrows there is a touch of imperial appearance that cannot be concealed, the eyes are sharp and deep, always giving people a sense of oppression, looking directly at the wild and unrestrained gaze is such an evil 0 sense.

The dream demon smiled slightly, what are the demons who have never met a few times, what are they doing at this time? He resembles the demons so much, who imitates whom?

Closing the scroll, Dream Demon took out a pen and paper, and the paintings on the shelf, some of them were paintings of past generations of contractors, and some were passers-by who had not signed a contract.

The real world.

Hao Xuan and You Flail sat silently on the beach all night, until dawn, back at the orphanage, Hao Xuan touched Yu Flai's face again, "Remember to write back, if your adoptive parents treat you badly, I will pick you up."

"Well, I know, Brother Haoxuan, let's go have breakfast and go to school."

Hao Xuan bit the corner of his mouth, hugged the flail again, and then walked towards the boys' dormitory.

Looking at the teaching building, the adopter Aunt Yun said softly, "Let's go."

Yu Fang waved his hand to Hao Xuan in the classroom upstairs, and Hao Xuan, who was sitting by the window, also waved goodbye, I really don't know how long it will take to see each other again, maybe never again.

Aunt Yun pulled up the flail and walked towards the school gate, and the flail turned around three times in one step, and there were tears in her reluctant eyes; Haoxuan's tears fell on the textbook one by one.

The teacher lecturing on the podium looked at Haoxuan's sad face, seeing Haoxuan looking out the window all the time, and kept wandering, the teacher who understood the reason for the matter was not in his heart, and let his students wander in class, and let Haoxuan strengthen his heart with tears.

Unable to adjust his mood, Hao Xuan finally stood up breathlessly, the sudden behavior made the teacher stop lecturing, Hao Xuan paused for two seconds, and rushed out of the classroom with determination, the teacher looked at Hao Xuan's departing back and showed a faint smile.

Shouting out the name of the flail to catch up with her, Hao Xuan knelt straight down, "Auntie, I have never knelt down to others, now I kneel down and beg you, can you treat the flail well?" Can it make her happy"?

"Hey! What are you doing, get up, get up", an unexpected move, Aunt Yun was at a loss to support Hao Xuan, and she comforted Hao Xuan sweetly as she quickly adjusted her thoughts.

Haoxuan has been holding the flail's hand to the station, carefully inquiring about Hong Kong's affairs, telling the flail to write a letter, and the flail also clasped Haoxuan's hand, feeling the last temperature, when the bus arrived, they were really separated.