Feng Jiao desperately wanted to stop everything from happening.

But the dilapidated house was empty, and there was no way for her to manage to reinforce the doors and windows of the house.

At the same time, the storm outside became even more raging.

The doors and windows of that broken house are about to be unable to support it!

"Squeak!"

The dilapidated wooden door was blown open by the strong wind.

Feng Jiao had no choice but to rush over and use her body against the door, trying to push it back into place.

However, at this time, she found that outside the door, in addition to the power of the wind, there was also an invisible and terrible force competing with her, wanting to push open the door and enter the house!

Feng Jiao in the dream, through the dilapidated wooden door, deeply felt the danger of the thing outside the door.

She tried her best to trap the thing outside the door, but she was never able to push the wooden door back into place with her own strength, and closed it deadly......

Beads of sweat appeared on her anxious forehead, the whole person breathed rapidly, her eyes rolled vigorously, as if she was trying her best to get rid of that extremely terrifying dream and wake up from the nightmare, but unfortunately she was lying on the bed, but she felt like she was pressed by a ghost, feeling powerless, just like in the dream, no matter how hard she tried to close the dilapidated wooden door, she could only let herself struggle in despair.

Feeling that his host sister seemed to be plagued by a nightmare, the harvest system hurriedly called Feng Jiao one after another, but it didn't have any effect at all, and there was no way to rescue his little sister from the desperate dream.

In desperation, the clever harvest system had an idea and thought of the little white tiger in the space.

Feng Jiao was in despair, when she suddenly heard, I don't know where, a majestic beast roar sounded that only the king of beasts can make!

Although this beast roar could not dispel the storm in her dream, and could not help her resolve the despair of her dream, it was like a warm sunshine shining on her body, dispelling all the evil and evil in the nightmare for her, so that she finally slowly opened her eyes and escaped from the nightmare!

She sat up and gasped for breath, only to find that her clothes had been completely soaked with sweat, and her long black hair was also soaked in sweat.

Although it was still dark outside at the moment, after experiencing a terrible nightmare, Feng Jiao could no longer sleep.

She simply entered the space, and while taking a shower, she told the harvest system about her nightmare.

After listening to Feng Jiao's narration, the harvest system, which can speak well on weekdays and always give Feng Jiao the most selfless help at the most critical time, was silent for the first time.

He really wanted to tell his host, the young lady, a person who had opened up the godhead, could unconsciously use the aura of his body to achieve a mysterious realm of mutual communication with the aura of this world.

In other words, the nightmare she had probably also had some special hidden meaning.

However, when he noticed the frightened and palpitating look of his host's young lady, he still decided to hide it for the time being. However, he felt that he could tell Emperor Zichen about this.