Killer Crazy Concubine: Lock Soul Against Heaven

"What, are you having nightmares again?"

"No."

"When you were sleeping, you were sweating all the time, and you were still talking about something in your mouth. Isn't it a nightmare?"

While speaking, Feng Xinglang slightly pulled up the quilt so that it could just cover Yuwen Luoshuang's chin, and the smell of charcoal fire in the whole room made Yuwen Luoshuang calm down a little.

Then she said again in a low voice, "No."

"If you don't have it, you don't have it. Sleep for a while, the sky is not yet bright."

"Ah."

Yuwen Luoshuang turned around slightly and fell into a light sleep.At this time, there was a dim scene outside the window, and occasionally there were traces of a few flying birds, but they were all fleeting scenes.

Just now, Yuwen Luoshuang encountered the scene of the shooting day in her dream. For some unknown reason, there would be a few days every month where she would dream of her parents, and then watch them die in front of her helplessly. But he was always powerless.It's like a drowning person who wants to call for help, but is completely surrounded by the surrounding water, leaving no room for breathing.

Seeing Yuwen Luoshuang who was gradually falling asleep, Feng Xinglang turned around and looked at her.In fact, he knew that she would have nightmares, but she never told him what kind of scene could make her feel at a loss in the dream, and all he could do was to be quietly by her side.

"In the future, tell me anything, if you hold it in your heart, you will be suffocated, you know?"

After his voice fell for a long time, the room was empty, and there was no sound coming or falling.It has always maintained such a peaceful scene, and the red candles outside the curtain are lightly lit.

When the sky just dawned, some disciples of Fengshangzong began to clean up the side, and many people who collected information began to gather in the hall, to report to Feng Xinglang the information they had collected recently. .Although the throne is suspended in the air, everything in the world at this time is taken into the Fengshangzong and handled and resolved by Feng Xinglang.Naturally, the fact that the throne is hanging in the air is to attract the attention of the Demon Emperor.

Yuwen Luoshuang, who had just woken up, looked at the clothes in front of him unnaturally, and then glared at Feng Xinglang who was slightly confused.

"This clothes is the same as yours."

"It doesn't fit well. Besides, it won't get lost."

Feng Xinglang yawned slightly and walked to Yuwen Luoshuang's side. He arranged for someone to make the clothes. There were three sets in total, two for men's, one for him and the other for Yuwen Luoshuang. The men's clothes he was wearing, of course, were Yuwen Luoshuang's women's clothes, but it seemed that those clothes were not used very much nowadays.

Seeing Feng Xinglang's teasing smile, Yuwen Luoshuang just lowered his head slightly, and then casually picked up his clothes to take advantage of the situation to go to the back room to change.At this time, Feng Xinglang had probably woken up, so he followed Yuwen Luoshuang into the back room.

"Aren't you going out?"

"Huh? Madame needs to change her clothes, and the husband also needs to change."

"Then you change first, I'll go out."

Just when Yuwen Luoshuang was about to go out, he was stopped by Feng Xinglang with his arms, and then he looked at Yuwen Luoshuang with a slightly stiff face in front of him with a clever smile.