"Help! Someone! ”

Lan Shuying was suppressed by the nightmare for only a few seconds, and the "nightmare" was startled away by the first call for help;

Then came a second voice, this time not hers—immature, helpless and miserable, as if angry and resentful. There are two things that can be realized from this:

First, it was a child who called for help.

Second, that kid is on the verge of despair!

Her thoughts suddenly drifted to the answer given by Wanyu: there was a seven-year-old girl named Xiaolan in the building......

That's Jialan!

Lan Shuying suddenly gained strength, she got up, and in the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers, she chose the direction where the child screamed.

Coo, coo, coo!

The strange screams grew more and more rapid.

With the childhood Jialan, a poignant cry for help was louder than a voice.

These two sides are actually fighting in the ring in this way!

Lan Shuying ran and ran, crashing into a low wall without warning!

At this point, she finally ran out of the darkness.

Also hitting the bottom of the eye is the gardenia, which has been roasted to a yellow......

She went into that room!

At this moment, she can finally confirm her guess on the road......

Hallucinatory creatures invaded this dream;

And the nightmare that entangles Jialan is that she was once in the sea of fire with red sleeves, begging for help and helpless!

If you want to break her nightmare, unless, save Jialan from childhood!

"Help...... Come on, save my mother......"

It's out again.

In all directions, she couldn't tell where the voice came from, but felt that it was getting closer and closer to the adult Jialan's voice...... She didn't dare to continue listening, she just wanted to find someone quickly.

"Help......

The voice was much weaker.

The wick flickered and burned to the end,

is helpless, unwilling to accept fate and can't see the turnaround;

You can only leave the hope of life to God......

She covered her mouth and nose, thinking to herself, the fire was burning from the outside in, the room where the gardenias were placed was equivalent to the living room, the door to the inner room was locked, and Jialan should be trapped behind the door!

Lan Shuying rushed forward with an arrow, kicked a few hard, and watched the wooden door collapse.

The wooden door blocked the fire, but not the smoke.

Although the fire has not yet burned in, if the people inside can't get out, they will be smoked to death!

When she entered the door, she heard no more children's screams.

The strange cooing sound also disappeared strangely.

She searched the place quickly, and looked at the bottom of the table, the wardrobe, the incense cupboard, and so on, but there was no one until she passed through the moon door and found it on the big bed.

When she stood at the door, she could only see a pair of feet with embroidered shoes, not three-inch golden lotus.

When I got closer, it turned out that there was a female corpse lying on the bamboo mat.

This is a very beautiful woman, who will not blink an eye.

The heart was close to the hilt of the sword, and blood blossomed.

The blood then soaked the mat and trickled against the planks to the ground.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, flowing all over the floor, mixed with the carpet in one color.

This scene didn't provoke any reaction from Lan Shuying, and then, she caught a glimpse of a blood-stained little hand—

There's a kid hiding under the bed!

It was at this time that the little girl raised a pair of black and white eyes and looked at her with an indescribably complex look.

It's okay, it's still alive......

The smoke was heavy, and Lan Shuying struggled to distinguish the little girl's face.

This is the first time she has seen Jialan in her childhood, and she doesn't look like an adult at all, but she is extremely similar to a dead woman, which is simply carved out of a mold.

"Jia......" Lan Shuying paused, "Xiaolan? ”

But when she saw what was inside, her breathing suddenly stopped.

The space under the bed was very narrow, and it seemed that the little girl was trying very hard to climb out.

However, a long sword pierced the woman's heart, piercing through the thin plank, and also penetrating the little girl's waist and abdomen!

With every step forward, the sword slashed through her body!

Mother and daughter were strung together in this way.

Even if she hadn't died by the sword, she wouldn't have been able to climb out of this small space, and she would end up dying in agony...... What would that death feel like? Isn't it like Ling Chi, little by little, calculating his own death date?

Lan Shuying hurriedly pulled out the sword, and with a light hand in his hand, it disappeared out of thin air...... She was stunned for a moment, and then went to pull the little girl out.

The ground was covered with their blood, the little girl's face was pale, and there was a last bit of anger, and she tried to pull away a faint smile: "Thank you......"

Thank you, come and save me.

The way she looked at her was strange, but also completely trusting and grateful.

Xiao Jialan didn't recognize her.

But she could sense that Jialan's breath was in this child's body.

Why did you let her watch this one?

"Jialan?"

Lan Shuying subconsciously called out the name.

Those eyes closed right in front of her.

"Jialan!"

……

The war on the chessboard has been decided.

The man lost the game, so he was politely sent out by the Oiran on the other side.

It is said to be a send, but in fact, it is to rush.

According to the rules she set, if he still wants to stay and talk to her tonight, then find a helper to come over and win a game against her.

The man reluctantly retreated outside the door.

He passed through this city alone, where did he get help?

And it's too difficult to win the red-sleeved Ruyue girl.

Anyway, being able to play against her for these hours can be regarded as a fate.

The man was about to go downstairs humming a tune, when he suddenly bumped into someone!

He looked at the young man in brocade, this appearance was both heroic and beautiful, and his temperament was unique, which was really rare, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Little brother, who are you, how did you get here?" ”

Lan Shuying raised her head in a bit of a trance.

She's already out......

The sea of fire just now was a dream within a dream.

Jialan probably wanted to use this method to let her understand what happened in this place back then.

Or rather, what is about to happen with today's red sleeve move......

She took a deep breath and said calmly, "Of course it's the guests who came here......"

The man laughed, only when she didn't want to reveal her identity, and asked her again: "Then you, can you play chess?" ”

Lan Shuying recognized his voice, which was the person who had played against the Oiran just now.

He asked, did he want to save the scene?

Then, even if she can't get down, she has to say yes!

"Coincidentally!" The man clapped his hands and pulled her back to knock on the door.

Oiran smiled and asked through the door: "Master Shang, has you found someone?" ”

Master Shang naturally said yes, he still has to guarantee Lan Shuying, and he wants to watch the game here.

The door opened.

The woman stood at the door, slightly embellished, looking only in her early twenties, indeed a rare beauty.

Lan Shuying wasn't surprised at all.

This Oiran named Ruyue is indeed the woman who was pierced through the heart by a sword in the dream, the "mother" in the little girl's mouth...... She wanted to know, at this moment, is Xiao Jialan staying under that bed?

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