Under the moonlight, Meicheng has returned to its former tranquility, the fury of the living corpses has subsided, the spread of corpse poison has been successfully contained, and the city, which was once shrouded in fear and despair, is now back to the embrace of reason and order.

All these changes originated from the tacit cooperation between Yu Huo and Liu Tie, but their names also entered the list of dark forces.

Liu Tie and Yu Huo have become a thorn in the side of this dark force, a thorn in the flesh, especially Liu Tie, after restarting the 'Flower Language Case', he pursued this case relentlessly, which naturally aroused the anger and fear of the dark forces, and even had a sense of wanting to get rid of Liu Tie.

Liu Tie didn't know the plans of the dark forces, and he was still busy with the investigation of the "Flower Language Case".

This case has been bothering him for too long, and he hopes to find the truth as soon as possible, however, as the investigation deepens, he gradually discovers some unusual clues, which makes him begin to suspect that the truth behind this case is far more complicated than he imagined.

And the ember fire is now the only clue to the three major sacrificial vessels of the corpse, and now the ring in the hand of the ember fire has been activated, which means that he is no longer the good-looking ornament, but has it, unprecedented power, which makes the force hiding in the dark world become extremely active.

When Ember activated the Ring, he saw a place in the scene, that dreamlike place, although there was a mention of the Nest, but Ember was certain that it was not the Secret Realm of the Nest, but something else.

At this point, Liu Wusheng, who returned in vain, had already confirmed this in advance for Yu Huo, Liu Wusheng, as the right protector of the nest, after entering the secret realm of the nest, he did not find anything about the three major sacrificial vessels.

This made Liu Wusheng angry, the joints of his clenched fists turned white, and he had a feeling of being played again, ready to come back to find Yu Huo to settle accounts, but found that Yu Huo had quietly left Jianghai.

However, Yu Huo had already left Jianghai, and he knew that Liu Wusheng would definitely not give up and would definitely look for him everywhere.

But now, he had to go to that dreamlike place, that place that didn't belong to the secret realm of the Lair.

Ember is alone, delving into uncharted territory.

As he walked forward, his heart was filled with confusion and anticipation, and he walked farther and farther, and gradually, he felt the air around him change, a strange feeling, enveloping his whole body.

He finally came to this dreamy place, a small island of seclusion, full of greenery and flowers.

In the middle of the island, there is a small lake, and the water of the lake is like a mirror, reflecting the colors of the sky.

Ember felt a sense of serenity and serenity that she had never felt before.

He looked around and took a closer look at the island.

Suddenly, he found a small temple with two stone lions in front of it, each holding a huge stone ball in their mouths, as if waiting for his arrival.

Yu Huo looked up at the plaque hanging in front of the temple, which read: Dream God Hidden, four big characters.

Curious, he strode towards the small temple, pushed open the door, and the temple was pitch black, only a small platform in the center, where an item was placed.

Ember's heart raced, and he stepped forward to see one on the small platform, exactly the same as the ring he was wearing.

Ember reached out to pick up the ring, when suddenly, a sharp pain came from his ring-wearing finger.

Shocked to find that the ring he was wearing had turned golden at some point, the same color as the ring on the small platform, he took a step back in horror, and at this time, he suddenly heard a voice ringing in his head.

It was a woman's voice, and I saw that the woman appeared behind the light of the ring on the small platform, and it was a phantom that had transformed into a human form.

The apparition of the woman, smiling at Ember Fire, her eyes were deep and mysterious, so that Ember was a little afraid to look at it directly, she spoke slowly, her voice was gentle and melodious, as if it came from ancient times.

"You don't need to panic, master, I am the soul of the Ring, and this ring is a gift I have prepared for you, it contains endless power to help you face the challenges that are coming."

Ember looked at the golden ring in his hand in a daze, and then looked at the phantom in front of him, his heart full of surprise and doubt.

"What the hell is this place?"

He asked cautiously.

The woman smiled, her smile made Ember feel a sense of reassurance, and said: "Master, you are the chosen son, it is fate to arrange for you to come to this dream land, next, this ring will guide you and help you face all difficulties, as long as you feel it with your heart, it will tell you what you need to do." ”

After saying that, the woman's phantom gradually faded away, leaving only the golden ring, which shimmered mysteriously in Ember Fire's hand.

Ember looked down at the ring, his heart full of unknown and confused.

The fire in the temple disappeared suddenly, in exchange for pitch black, and even a little cold feeling, which made the embers tense their nerves again.

Yu Huo frowned tightly, and his hand unconsciously took out a few silver needles for self-defense.

He felt his heart beat faster, blood rushing in his veins, rushing to every corner of his body, his senses became sharper, and everything around him seemed to become clearer.

Ember was in the temple, and he could hear his own breathing, the bells in the distance, and the sound of rats crawling in the dark.

His eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and began to see some vague outlines and faint light, and in front of him he saw a great shadow, an ancient Buddha statue, whose shadow was illuminated by the faint moonlight, and cast on the dark temple.

Ember's heart beat faster.

He felt that every beat of his heart seemed to be amplified by an echo, echoing through the empty temple.

He began to feel cold, and even though his body was sweating, his eyes kept looking around, trying to find any possible clues in the darkness.

Suddenly, he heard a loud bell, as if in the silence of the night, piercing a membrane, and he jerked his head, only to see the shadow of the Buddha statue, swaying in the darkness, as if mocking his fear.

Ember took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He knew that he could not be controlled by fear, that he needed to find a way out, to find the light. He began to grope his way, his hand fumbling in the darkness, hoping to find any clues that could point him in the right direction.

However, as he walked forward, he suddenly felt something hard under his feet, and he bent down and reached out to touch it, feeling that it was a smooth stone. His hands groped in the dark.

Suddenly, he was stunned, his hand was not touching a stone, but a cold human hand.

This man was in the dark, waiting for his arrival, and the moment their fingers touched, Ember felt a deep fear from the darkness.

"Someone who is destined, you are finally here, save me...... Help me......"

The man's faint voice, echoing through the darkness, carried a certain majesty and pleading.

Ember's heart beat rapidly, and his hand, as if it was clamped, gripped him tightly by the cold human hand, making him unable to move.

"Who are you?"

Ember did his best to maintain a calm tone, even though his heart was already covered with a shadow of fear.

"I am the guardian of the heart of darkness, I have been trapped here for a long time, and only someone who is destined can untie me."

The voice was low and mournful, as if it had traveled through time and space, with an ancient sigh.

"So how can I help you?"

Ember asked cautiously, his heart full of confusion and doubt.

"You need to find my key, it's the shackles I'm trapped in here, only that key can be unlocked, and that key, this ring in your hand."

The voice replied.

Ember was stunned at first, but soon realized that this person's voice was wrong, as if it was Ember's own voice.

Ember turned around and found the voice coming from a familiar man.

His face was obscured by shadows, but Ember could feel it, his eyes glinting with a sly light.

"Who are you?"

Yu Huo asked vigilantly, and at the same time involuntarily clenched the ring in his hand, and in his other hand, he had already felt out a few silver needles.

"Your friend."

The man replied, his voice indeed somewhat similar to Ember's own, and the man continued, "Help you find a friend of the Mirror of the Shadow." "

Ember was confused, who was this man and why was he helping him find the key?

Ember tries to find the answer from his expressions and movements, but his demeanor is unusually mysterious, as if he is hiding something.

"Where's the Mirror of the Dark?"

Ember asked, trying to gauge the man's reaction.

"It's up to you to find it yourself."

The man replied, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then added, "This ring in your hand is a clue that leads you to the Mirror of the Dark." "

Ember examines the ring in his hand again.

It seems ordinary, but at this moment it carries the expectation and hope of Ember, who closes his eyes and tries to feel some guidance, some enlightenment.

When Ember opened his eyes again, the man had disappeared into the darkness.

Yu Huo realized that he had just entered the dream virtual world, and the man just now was actually himself.

Ember clenched the ring in his hand and decided to follow the clue and find the Mirror.

In the darkness, Ember felt an unknown fear, but he knew that the self in the dream just now was like a mirror, prompting him to search with his heart.

Perhaps, this in itself is also a clue.

Ember took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions.

All around the temple. It was still dark and silent.

However, his heart was filled with confusion and fear, mixed with an indescribable expectation, and he closed his eyes, trying to find the answer in the depths of his heart, to capture the clues left by his dreamy self.

He began to grope in the dark, careful with every step.

His fingers touched the cold wall, covered with damp moss, and he walked slowly along the wall, the fear in his heart was like a dark abyss, swallowing him in one bite, and he tried to resist this fear, but its shadow always stayed with him.

Suddenly, his hand touched a stone door, and his heart shook, and with all his strength, he pushed the door open.