Stunning Supreme Spirit Pivot

Chapter 795 Stealing the Dream [5]

But Tan Jiu stretched out his hand in front of her when she was feeling uneasy.

She hesitated for half a second, and then she quickly put her finger on his pulse as if she was afraid that he would regret it.

"Let me dream, and you still need to feel the pulse?" Tan Jiu's voice seemed to come from a distant place, tightly clutching the hearts of the people around him.

Fan Lingshu breathed a little nervously, and she picked up a more careful word and said: "The physical condition of the city lord is related to the quality of the dream. If the health is not good, the dream may not be able to last. After all, forcing a dream is a very energy-intensive task. things."

"Oh." Tan Jiu was noncommittal and had no words.

The torch was very bright, and they were too close. Brahman was afraid that she would see his appearance under the cloak, so he quickly took his pulse and withdrew his hand.

A layer of cold sweat gradually broke out on the back.

"What happened?" Tan Jiu asked lazily.

Although the tone was gentle, it made Brahma Lingshu seem to be strangled by the throat.

"No." Fan Lingshu reluctantly said.

"So, can you still let me dream?"

"can."

Unexpectedly, Fan Lingshu's answer was quick and firm.

The puppeteer turned his head slightly, and looked at her with something else in his eyes.

Immediately he smiled, even the transparent flower on his cheeks became vivid, Fan Lingshu took a quick look, the flower was very similar to Euphyllum vulgaris.

"Then you go and get ready."

"Yes." Fan Lingshu picked up the torch and prepared to retreat.

"Leave this one." Tan Jiu raised his head, looking at the light of the torch.

Under the warm halo, his gray eyes had the clarity and innocence of a young man, but Fan Lingshu knew that this was an illusion. He was a strong man who would not soften his heart even if he slaughtered everything.

She left quickly, and only had the courage to look back at him the moment she exited the courtyard gate.

The light circle of the torch is actually very small, only illuminating a small bright space. The young man sat there with his chin propped up, his face was already dim under the light. The little puppet stood at his feet, trying to raise its coconut shell head, as if feeling this little light and warmth with him.

That picture made me sad for no reason, but the sourness in my heart was quickly dispelled by the boundless cold around me.

She shuddered, and after pulling her cloak tight, she quickly ran to the outside of the city lord's mansion.

At night, the entire Jackdaw City turned into a dead city.

There were no lights, no human voices, everything was silent as if everyone had disappeared, and all the hustle and bustle during the day had been turned into cold and desolate ashes.

Fan Lingshu walked slowly in the dark night, lightly tapped his fingertips, and a trace of fire lit up.

This fire is much brighter than the torch, and the range it can illuminate is also larger.

The cold wind blows, but it only makes the fire light jump slightly at the fingertips. The flames with spiritual power can't be blown away by ordinary wind.

She frowned slightly, and vaguely heard the wind bring a whimper from a distance... accompanied by a swallowing sound.

The hairs on her body stood on end, and she quickly followed the sound.

"Ah—" A tragic cry sounded in the darkness, and Brahma Spirit Pivot approached a little, and saw a struggling body on the ground, with blood coming out from the neck, almost soaking the black ground.

She quickly walked over to look at the man, and saw the bite marks on his neck through the light of the fire—the arteries were precisely bitten!
Whoosh—something quickly approached behind him!

(End of this chapter)