She walked in the underground corridor of the subway station, leaving the fearful and confused crowd behind.

The passengers in the subway station have been evacuated, and there is almost no sound. The scene is similar to the last time I came here. However, the low noise and echo of the bottomless sea are always there, as if the cold ghosts have been staying here indefinitely.

Executing monotonous instructions, following them like a shadow, not letting go of any creature passing by, adhering to them with invisible filaments, forming a web.

Mo La pursed her lips slightly and walked forward.

Frankly speaking, how could she feel at ease when someone carried her around like this and ordered her around at will?

No matter how deep the city is, it will inevitably be filled up bit by bit.

But after many considerations, she finally did not dare to cross the line, and entered the "Dream Game" according to the time arranged by Ronan and arrived at Xia City.

Ronan also gave her a small step at the right time, which made her feel a little relieved.

But when we arrived at this quiet, paradoxical subway station, the "real scene" of memory was compared with the current "dream". Every difference seemed like a shallow trace, which can be ignored, but upon closer inspection, it is bottomless.

Each crack could swallow her completely, making it difficult for her to struggle up.

Moreover, she vaguely felt that there seemed to be great terror buried deep under those "cracks", as if...

She subconsciously wanted to use her "imagination" to give a more concrete answer. But at this moment, the spiritual sense of the "psychic" gave her a crazy warning and screamed

Don’t seek death! Don’t seek death!

Mo La paused slightly before moving forward again.

A few minutes later, according to memory, Mo La arrived at the predetermined location, but the first thing she saw was an unexpected figure.

She was stunned, and after half a second, a smile broke out on her face.
Chapter completed!