The man with the iron mask still just smiled lightly: "It's useless to be anxious. They are under nineteen years old, and fighting against evil forces is a recipe for death. It doesn't matter if you don't feel sorry for Xia Qianshuang, but I still have to take care of my woman. I won't tell you.

Well, tonight I have to go deep into my dreams and take them to meet Jiang Yi. I have to give them a thought, right?"

Leng Yan planned to go with him, but before he could say anything, the man with the iron mask disappeared again. He quickly walked back to the apartment, but in the end it was still a step too late.

Jiang Xinyou and Xia Qianshuang were already asleep. They frowned in their dreams, and a silver-purple light emitted from their foreheads.

Although he knew that that person would not hurt them, Leng Yan wanted to be involved in everything Qian Shuang experienced. He couldn't help but smile a little in his heart. That's all, that person is not the only one who can do this kind of thing.

, as long as he activates his spiritual power a little, why doesn't he have boundless magic power?

Tonight, there is no fear.

There is only the joy of meeting again after a long separation.

It was so warm, just like the hug we once gave each other.

This is a world created by two affectionate men, the history planned, the lies compiled, everything is just to find their beloved girl. I wish her peace and joy in this life and eternal happiness.

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In the dream, there was a dark corridor.

Like Jiang Xinyou's countless nightmares before, the corridor was endless and endless. But tonight, with Xia Qianshuang and her together, even the dream became less scary.

"Qian Shuang..."

"I am here."

"Is this really a dream?"

"It's probably an illusion."

Suddenly, a voice broke into my ears and whispered: "Close your eyes, spread your hands, and go ten steps ahead. There is an entrance and steps on the left. Be careful."

Jiang Xinyou recognized that time. It was the voice of the man in purple who appeared in the piano room. It was ethereal and distant, like the sound of Sanskrit from the sky, which made her feel inexplicably at ease. She couldn't help but hold Qian Shuang's hands and walked forward, step by step.

After ten steps, my left hand came off the wall, and there was indeed a dark entrance.

The nice, deep male voice came again: "There are seven, seven and forty-nine steps in total."

In this dark space, except for living creatures like humans, which emit a pale light and shadow that is enough to distinguish their faces, nothing else can be seen.

But Jiang Xinyou still did as she was told, pulling Xia Qianshuang along with her as they counted the stairs and walked down.

"1,2,3,4..."

The crisp sound echoed through the dark walls, and the feeling of being unable to see even one's fingers made one's heart panic.

Halfway down the steps, countless fireflies with green light suddenly flew from behind, illuminating everything around them. Jiang Xinyou only heard a chuckle in her ears: "Ha, you really know how to be romantic."

Turning around suspiciously, she saw a tall man in a black cloak standing behind her. Jiang Xinyou was startled and almost fell down, but fortunately Xia Qianshuang supported her.

The next moment, the man stretched out his hand to lift off his cloak, and Jiang Xinyou saw clearly that it was senior Leng Yan. She quickly patted her beating chest and complained, "It scares me to death. Why do you even like to pretend to be a ghost?"

"I'm sure that when you say the word 'ye', it means you know that there are other people who are pretending to be evil."

"Huh?"
Chapter completed!