Luo Yaozhan opened her eyes and found that there was darkness all around, her ears were filled with the sound of water waves, and from time to time the high-pitched chirping of eagles and birds shook people's eardrums.

She groped her way through the stone wall slowly, the blankness in her mind and the darkness in front of her couldn't help but make her dazed, her eyes and heart were huge hollowness and helplessness, such a sense of ignorance was indeed devastating.

The more Luo Yaozhan walked, the more she felt the chill of her bones rising around inch by inch, and a layer of cold ice formed on the ground unconsciously, and the water droplets dripping from it also turned into crystal ice particles hanging on the roof, and the subtle light reflected on the thin ice surface, but it was a lot brighter.

Only then did Luo Yaozhan see the surroundings clearly, this was a prison with no exit at all, only an iron barred window was opened on a high place, and the cold wind poured in from there, and the sound of thin water flowing from there.

I don't know how long it took, but there was only night and no day, and there was always only a cold wind outside the window, not even a trace of sunshine. Luo Yaozhan finally couldn't hold it anymore, the biting cold air was rampant in the veins, her lips were slightly purple from the cold, and there was a faint layer of hoarfrost on her hair and eyelashes. She huddled feebly in the corner, her whole body huddled in a ball, her clothes hanging on the ground and the ground frozen, and she shivered in the corner.

Dark, cold, lonely, lonely...... Everything surrounded her, and her mind was in chaos, but for some reason, she couldn't die like this, how much Luo Yaozhan wanted to die, it was better than living like now.

Slowly, gently, in a trance, faintly, like the dark fragrance of cold plums, wisps of piano sound sounded in the chaos, smashed on Luo Yaozhan's nerves, smashed her meninges painfully, and her body that was originally frozen and unconscious began to gradually warm up, for some reason, she suddenly became conscious, the darkness in front of her didn't seem to be so dark, and all the emptiness and loneliness didn't seem so unbearable.

Luo Yaozhan moved her stiff limbs, stood up against the wall, and the clothes that were integrated with the ground were torn apart with a "sting", revealing her frozen purple skin. She walked step by step to the bars, her hands flapping weakly against the wall, trying to shout something, but her voice could no longer make a sound, only a hoarse growl.

"There should be someone out there...... He should have known there was someone inside...... He's not going to go......"

Luo Yaozhan said in her heart, and sat down weakly, and fell asleep in the faint sound of the piano with the sound of water.

When Mo Siqing found here, his heart had sunk to the bottom. In front of him was the mighty Dead Sea, the cold wind rolled up the rolling waves, there were no stars and no moon in the sky, there was darkness, except for the sound of the wind in his ears, and the sound of the turbulent flowing water, only the sound of falling leaves remained, extremely oppressive, extremely pale.

Mo Siqing's palm gathered a cloud of spiritual power, illuminating the surroundings, and through this bright light, he could faintly see that there was an isolated island in the middle of the Dead Sea, and a sealed cage loomed on top of the isolated island. At this moment, his heart shrank suddenly, and a huge feeling of suffocation instantly filled his entire chest.

Yaoyao...... Yaoyao is ...... inside."

Mo Siqing used his spiritual power to rise into the air, and he moved against the wind to cross the Dead Sea. How could he have thought that as soon as he reached the edge of the Dead Sea, he was separated by an invisible barrier that he could not break no matter what.

"Brother, there is one more thing you must remember, because this is Yao Zhan Xianjun's dream, she is the master of the dream, if she subconsciously does not want outsiders to break in, then no one can find her. ”

Mi Zi's words reminded him in a timely manner, I am afraid that Yaoyao herself is unwilling to let anyone find it, and no matter what she does, it will be in vain. However, if you can't find her, then how can you know what she cares about most in this dream, and how can she break it?

Until a faint sound of the piano faintly reached Mo Siqing's ears, and a man with silver hair and silver eyes was seen sitting under a fallen tree on the shore of the Dead Sea, and his ten fingers were gently plucked on the strings. I don't know if it's Mo Siqing's illusion, he always feels that the person is looking at him with a smile.

Tsukishino.

It's him again...... When Mo Siqing saw this person now, he began to feel cold air under his feet, why did this person appear in Yaoyao's dreams again and again, and what is the relationship between him and Yaoyao. He had already killed Yuexiao once with his own hands, and now, should he be allowed to kill this same person again?

He couldn't do it......

Luo Yaozhan had gradually lost sight of whether she was asleep or awake, and it was dark in front of her. Fortunately, there is an unknown qin sound that has been with her, and I don't know how long I have been with her, as long as I close my eyes, I no longer feel so cold, as if the peach is really dead in front of me, scorching its glory. It can be said that the sound of the piano is the only thing that supports her now, and when a glimmer of moonlight shines softly on her every night, it is as if she sees a man with silver hair and silver eyes walking towards her with the piano in his arms and stretching out his hand to her...... Day after day, night after night.

But finally one day, when the moonlight shone through the window on Luo Yaozhan, there was no longer a trace of piano in her ears, she stretched out her hand, trying to grasp something, but after all, she only grasped a piece of nothingness. She seemed to see the shadow of the silver-haired and silver-eyed man floating in front of him, shattering and turning into dust......

It turned out that this second dream was the most primitive, helpless, and lonely appearance in Luo Yaozhan's heart, and it was like this, a barren place, and no one was blocked by her, and no sunlight and warmth could penetrate it.

Mo Siqing's hand holding the sword trembled a little, and Yue Xiao fell straight down in front of him again, and died under his sword again, and the strings crossed by his fingertips were all broken and made a piercing sound like cracking. At this moment, the entire dream began to crumble, and the image of the middle of the Dead Sea gradually emerged under the moonlight:

Luo Yaozhan sat on the ground, her eyes were red with tears, tears crossed her face one after another, and her whole face was extremely pale. She held her head in both hands, and the green silk hung down in a mess, and the tears that flowed down completely turned into ice crystals and floated in the air, and she let out a howl of pain in her hoarse throat over and over again, one after another, and it was extremely miserable.

Mo Siqing was about to collapse, and he roared silently over and over again:

It's just a dream, it's just a dream, it's just a dream......

It's all fake, fake, fake......

But he still collapsed with Luo Yaozhan's collapse, and his tears fell with her and turned into ice crystals. Finally, the same roar came out of the mouths of both people at the same time, and the whole dream completely turned into powder.

Double dreams, gloomy and broken.

The third dream, very strange, this time Mo Siqing did not waste any effort to find Luo Yaozhan. When he came, it was a silent night, and Luo Yaozhan was sitting in a bamboo forest, playing chess with herself, and there was no one around, not even an animal. Except for the sound of the chess pieces hitting on the board, it was terrifyingly quiet.

Luo Yaozhan turned her head to see him, a smile appeared on her face, like the kind of smile that she hadn't seen for a long time and was suddenly accompanied by someone, for some reason, Mo Siqing felt as if something had changed around her.

Mo Siqing walked over, and at Luo Yaozhan's signal, he twisted up the chess pieces......

After many days, Mo Siqing finally determined that in this dream, there were only two people, Luo Yaozhan and him. Moreover, Luo Yaozhan here does not seem to speak, everything in the dream changes according to her mood, when she is happy, the sky is clear and the flowers are clustered, when she is angry, the west wind is cold and the flowers are withering, and when she is sad, it is rainy and the sky is gone.

Therefore, only this third dream, Luo Yaozhan, is the real master, and it is her consciousness that controls everything.

But soon, Mo Siqing discovered the seriousness of the problem, since there were only two people in this dream, he and Luo Yaozhan were the only two people, then, to break here, unless one of the two of them was destroyed, and ...... Luo Yaozhan is the master of the dream, and if she kills her, the chance of the destruction of this dream is greater, and the chance of them returning to reality is even greater.

......

Triple dream, love is truly immortal, broken.