I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 224 He actually managed to wake up

Yan Ruoyu held her hand tightly. He had already experienced separation once, and this time he would not let himself be slaughtered!

With his eyes closed and a smirk playing on his lips, wasn't he just trying to make him experience the pain of separation from his lover and death once more?

This nightmare's methods are too low-level; he did indeed gain something in this dream.

It's nice to see a different side of Zhongli Yueluo, but killing her is absolutely out of the question!

He closed his eyes, sensing the different atmosphere flowing in the air.

The nightmare ghost is somewhere watching and interfering with their behavior; once found, the dream will be resolved.

Silently reciting the incantation, the Mystic Bone Fan appeared in his hand, instantly transforming into thirty-six Mystic Bones nailed into an arc shape, radiating outwards.

But it seems that nothing has caused much of a stir, like a needle sinking into the ocean.

He could hardly believe it; if this was a dream, then it must be able to be reversed.

Zhongli Yueluo was still saying something sentimental next to him, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

At this moment, his gaze was fixed on Zhongli Yueluo's eyes, as if trying to see through her.

The more he looked, the more uneasy he felt. Was this Zhongli Yueluo in front of him really her?

With a try-it-and-see attitude, he retracted his fan, folded it up, and aimed it at Zhongli Yueluo's throat.

"Ruoyu, what are you doing!" She panicked and turned the gun around in an instant.

Seeing the expression on her face that he had never seen before, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

At this point, close your eyes again and mobilize the surrounding magical power into your body, and your spiritual sea will gradually become full.

It seems that the illusion was only used to temporarily suppress the magic power within him.

When he reclaimed his magic, his body also underwent changes.

The old, frail body, like a molting skin, gradually returned to its youthful appearance.

The gray hair gradually turned black, and the withered body gradually straightened.

They already have the secret to maintaining their youthful appearance; even if they get old, they could never look like this.

He pressed against her throat and didn't let go: "You're quite adept at bewitching people."

It's likely that in their dreams, he also disguises himself as Zhongli Yueluo to torment them.

"You... I am Zhongli Yueluo, I am going to sacrifice my body to save you!" she still shouted hoarsely, refusing to believe it.

"Although I wouldn't say I know her well, she would never act so pretentiously. She... is probably even more passionate than you!"

Yan Ruoyu withdrew her hand without permission, grabbed her neck with one hand, and lifted her high.

"Yan Ruoyu, are you crazy? I am Zhongli Yueluo!"

"You'd better unravel this dream quickly, or I won't care whether you're Xi Li Yue Luo or Zhong Li Yue Luo!"

Her face turned blue from being choked, she kicked and thrashed, her eyes filled with malice as she stared fiercely at his face.

"Yan Ruoyu, look me in the eyes! Who am I?"

He closed his eyes; after all, Zhongli Yueluo's face still had some impact on him.

Then, he increased the force in his hand by two more points, and the little devil couldn't breathe anymore, so he returned to his original state.

The voice seemed to come from near and far, quite detached: "I can clearly keep both of them locked in my dreams!"

"Because you've transformed into Zhongli Yueluo! You know who they'll attack, but they won't attack her!"

"But you still took action. Aren't you afraid she'll be heartbroken?"

The little devil was still struggling in his hand, but Yan Ruoyu loosened his grip slightly to ensure he wouldn't stop breathing.

"I believe she would do the same in her dreams!"

Yan Ruoyu's lips curled up, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous look.

He pulled the little devil closer to himself. If the ghost that created the dream died, then everything would be resolved.

The little devil seemed to read his mind, frowning and breaking out in a cold sweat.

“I’m warning you, even if you kill me, this dream won’t end. There are four nightmares, and I am only the third.”

Yes, perhaps they will leave this dream and enter the next one.

During this period, he didn't know what was real and what was fake.

But Yan Ruoyu thought about what he had said. Since it was a warning, he was still afraid of dying.

"If you release those people trapped in the dream, I'll consider letting you go."

"They chose to be in the dream themselves. Even if I wanted to let them out, they might not be willing to come out."

Yan Ruoyu shook her head and gently patted his face with her fan: "You'd better not try anything funny."

Seeing the danger in his eyes, the kid shrank back, afraid that he would crush his neck with a little force.

"Okay, okay, I promise you. Be gentle, don't pinch me."

He struggled as he spoke, but Yan Ruoyu did not let go of him. He was so cunning, who knew what tricks he would play next?

All I could hear was him muttering some incoherent, nonsensical incantations.

The surrounding scenery gradually shattered like burning paper, and he saw the real scenery again.

The people around were all there, but they all had their eyes closed. Some looked relieved, some were full of sorrow, and some were shedding tears.

I really don't know what they're dreaming about.

He brought his face close to the brat's, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Wake them all up!"

"I already said, they're in a dream and don't want to come out. How can I wake them up?"

"Then I don't mind giving you a nightmare." Yan Ruoyu's eyes were cold, and she tightened her grip even more.

"Hey, hey, stop pinching! I'll untie it! I'll untie it, okay?"

He exhaled a breath of bluish-purple turbid air, which hit each of their faces.

Those trapped in the dream saw the fog in front of them gradually dissipate.

Their bound limbs gradually regained their movement, and they waved their hands before finally opening their eyes in shock.

Seeing this scene, Yan Ruoyu held the little devil tightly in her grasp.

Seeing that everyone was still alive in reality, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Fengling's gaze fell on Zhongli Yueluo first, but she was only looking at her own hands.

No one knows what kind of dream she had, so peaceful and without any ripples.

Su Fengjun's eyes were filled with heartache as he looked at Zhongli Yueluo.

He even wanted to reach out and touch her face immediately.

Then he withdrew his hand from her, looked at her lower abdomen, and said, "It's okay...nothing...that's great!"

"Let go of me! They're all awake!" The little devil grabbed Yan Ruoyu's hands with both of his.

Zhongli Yuelu stared coldly at the little devil, a sinister glint in her eyes. She glanced sideways at Yan Ruoyu.

"Ruoyu, let me do it."

Yan Ruoyu sensed something was off about Zhongli Yueluo's voice; it sounded like ice that had stood for millennia.

His eyes were filled with hatred, as if he could be torn to pieces with just that gaze.

The little devil trembled with fear; he was actually frightened by the eyes of a little girl who had just come of age!

"What are you doing! What do you want? I'm warning you, don't come any closer!"

Zhongli Yueluo closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Please close your eyes."

She didn't want them to see this bloody side of her, and they were quite obedient, slowly closing their eyes.