Su Zijin ignored Shui Wuyue, the reality was revealed, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In fact, whether it is true or false, she can tell it clearly.

Even if Gu Linyuan fed her medicine and made her gradually forget, she could still know that those things had really happened.

But she wasn't brave enough, and she wanted to escape, so she buried the truth deep in her heart.

Pretend, it was really just a nightmare.

"Since you didn't think it was a dream, then you should know that the demon who lived on the dead is dead, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Then you should be able to tell that we are not in the same group as him, right?"

"Yes. ”

Su Zijin had indeed seen that Shui Wuyue and Death were not in the same group, otherwise she would not have given up so easily when she was arrested.

"Alright, sister, she's conscious and right, you can go ahead and explain it to her. ”

Shui Wuyue touched Shui Wubo's head, with a doting face.

"Although my brother and I were made immortal by him, we have a master and are not easy to mess with, so he can't control us anymore. ”

"So what the hell are you trying to say?"

"We have no ill will towards you, and we need your help. ”

Su Zijin directly rejected them.

"If you're not interested, you can't help. I don't care about your affairs either, send me out of my dreams. ”

Shui Wubo's face turned pale all of a sudden, but Shui Wuyue's face remained unchanged, he knew what kind of person Su Zijin was.

"And what if we give sincerity first?"

"There was no interest either. ”

"Then what if it's about Shen Muran?"

Shui Wuyue said, and something as misty as a fog suddenly appeared in his hand.

Su Zijin's eyes widened and he looked at the things in Shui Wuyue's hand in shock.

She recognized that it was Shen Muran's soul!

"How could her soul be in your hands!"

Mu Ran is clearly dead, and if she dies, she should return to the underworld, what do they mean by detaining her soul like this!

Su Zijin's face changed suddenly, she was furious, and attacked Shui Wuyue directly.

At that moment, all of a sudden, everything was gone.

Su Zijin suddenly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the familiar bed tent in Weiyang Palace.

By her side, Gu Linyuan was looking at her nervously and worriedly.

"Zijin, Zijin?"

Su Zijin turned his head in a daze and saw Gu Linyuan's familiar face with worry.

She couldn't hold back for a moment, and reached out to hug him tightly.

"What's wrong? Nightmares?"

Su Zijin hugged Gu Linyuan for a long time, but he didn't let go.

Like a frightened bird, it curls up and looks for a haven.

After a while, Su Zijin said slowly: "I have a nightmare." ”

"What did you dream about?"

"I can't remember. ”

Gu Linyuan gently rubbed Su Zijin's head, and calmed her down.

"Don't think about it if you can't remember, it's all fake anyway. ”

"Well, it's all fake anyway. ”

When Su Zijin said this, his mouth and heart were bitter.

How good would it be if it was all fake?

Or maybe she could be a little silly, how nice would it be?

The world says that it is rare to be confused, but she is always the most sober.

Su Zijin gradually let go of Gu Linyuan and lay back on the bed.

At this time, Gu Linyuan gently wiped Su Zijin's face with a handkerchief.

Su Zijin found out that she was already sweating like rain and her face was pale.