When the ink dust owl returned to Cheng Yanzhi's position with the two of them, there was still a casual shadow around.

I saw Cheng Yanzhi standing in place and turning in circles, his eyes were empty, his hands kept waving, and he said something in his mouth, "Get out...... Get out of the ......"

Frowning, Ink Dust put down the Shadow Ten and Innocence in his hand, walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'll kill you!"

His eyes turned scarlet in an instant, and the fist in Cheng Yanzhi's hand swung over.

"Wake up."

As soon as he grasped his hand, the Ink Dust Owl's fingers pressed lightly on his temple.

Cheng Yanzhi's chaotic eyes gradually became clearer, and he looked around a little confused.

"Sorry...... Master, I was bewitched by him! ”

His eyes were full of shame, and Cheng Yanzhi, who knew that he had made a mistake, knelt down on one knee and apologized.

After the master left, because he was too worried about the situation on the other side of the wooden house, he was not strong-willed, and he accidentally fell into the other party's way, and fell into a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

The other party obviously knows him very well, and the nightmare he creates is a painful past that he doesn't want to think about in his life.

If it weren't for the timely return of the master, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"It's okay, what the demons are best at is demagoguery, neither of them can delay too long, let's go back to the ship."

Pointing to the two people on the ground, Ink Dust Owl walked over and picked up Shadow Ten.

Cheng Yanzhi quickly picked up the innocence, and the figures of the two disappeared into the air again.

****

Chaos reigned.

Ji Wan kept spinning in the dark, like a lost child who couldn't find his way home.

"Baby...... Come to me. ”

In the darkness, a bewildering voice sounded, as low as ever, but it made her extremely relieved and nostalgic.

"Ink ......"

With a wet mist in her eyes, she stepped forward towards the beam.

In the light and shadow, Mo Chenxiao's eyes were full of affection, and he kept waving at her with a light smile.

But the moment she walked in, her face suddenly changed, and she showed a hideous smile, grabbed her by the throat, lifted her up and threw her into the abyss.

"Don't ......"

Her pupils suddenly contracted, she yelled in horror, and while her body continued to fall, she watched as the demon-like ink dust owl opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the innocence, innocence, and innocence into her stomach.

"No...... Don't ......"

When Ling Chenyu pushed the door in, what he saw was Chi Wan, who was haunted by nightmares, constantly babbling and struggling.

"Wan'er...... Don't be afraid...... It's all right......"

A large hand was placed on her sweaty forehead, and the low body temperature worried him.

Suddenly opening her eyes, Chi Wan sat up from the bed violently, and looked at Ling Chenyu in front of her in shock.

"It's all right...... Just dreaming and ......"

Ling Chenyu breathed a sigh of relief when she woke up, and before she could finish speaking, she threw herself into his arms.

"Tell me...... That's just a nightmare......"

Sobing, Ji Wan kept shaking her head, unwilling to believe the scene she saw not long ago!

That's not the ink dust owl, her ink won't be so ruthless, that's the devil, it's the devil......

Ling Chenyu had never seen her so fragile, and he thought that she would never be trapped by love, and would always be full of confidence and high spirits.

No matter how embarrassed she is, no matter how desperate she is, there will never be a desperate expression on her face.

But now she is like a porcelain doll, which will break when touched.

Reddish nose, hollow eyes, messy hair......

This decadent and fragile appearance made him feel distressed.