Yunyue Inn.

A high-quality room was filled with white mist, like a boiling hookah.

Yun Zhiyue's pink, who had shed her fatigue, leaned against the edge of the bucket, closed her eyes and soaked in the large bathtub in the thick mist, enjoying the rare leisure.

Two long, slender straight legs overlapped in the bucket...

Beautiful and psychedelic.

If other men see this beautiful scenery, I believe that few people can be as calm as gentlemen.

Just as Chen Mu said, even if this face is like, just relying on this devil's proud figure, it can be called "the best".

Just then, a burst of rapid footsteps came outside the door.

The door was knocked.

Yun Zhiyue's beautiful eyes suddenly opened, and she pulled a morning coat from the screen next to her to cover the bucket surface, and said angrily: "Who?"

"Miss Yun, something happened!"

It was the voice of Zhuque who sent his personal guard Hei Ling.

Yun Zhiyue frowned slightly, but had no choice but to dry her body, put on a simple dress and opened the door and said coldly: "Your Mingwei can really make trouble, what's wrong in the middle of the night?"

"What happened to Chen Mu! I don't know what evil he was, and I was unconscious."

Heiling said quickly.

"What?"

Yun Zhiyue's pretty face changed and she rushed out of the room.

...

When Yun Zhiyue came to the house, she saw many yamen runners and guards outside, and many yamen guards were searching door to door by door.

Above the night sky, many hawks and dogs circled and searched.

Seeing this scene, the woman who felt that the situation was serious ignored too much and rushed to the hospital.

When he entered the room, he saw Bai Xianyu, who looked haggard and restless, holding her husband's hand, his eyes were a little red, and next to him was Qingluo with an anxious face.

Chen Mu lay quietly on the bed, like a zombie, with terrible white skin.

It seemed to be coated with a layer of flour.

"Miss Yun!"

Seeing Yun Zhiyue, Bai Xianyu's beautiful eyes lit up and hurriedly stepped forward to grab her arm, "Please save my husband."

Yun Zhiyue is the great minister of Yin and Yang Sect.

Even though she had lost her skills to escape marriage, she had a special status and was knowledgeable, so she should be able to save Chen Mu.

Bai Xianyu had found several masters of Taoism before, but it didn't work, so he thought of Yun Zhiyue.

So he asked Hei Ling to shout.

"Madam, don't worry, I'll see what's going on first."

Yun Zhiyue comforted her and quickly walked to the bed to carefully check Chen Mu's condition.

Breathing is very weak.

My heartbeats are also there, but it is beating very slowly, as if it will stop at any time.

But the skin is very stiff, as if it is frozen, but it is not cold, and it feels quite cunning when it feels like a mummy.

Yun Zhiyue turned on Chen Mu's eyelids and a chill appeared on her spine.

I saw Chen Mu's pupils grayish white, like broken glass, marking cracks.

"Is it..."

She quickly pulled Chen Mu's clothes away.

Sure enough, there was a thin gray line at the point of the man's Danzhong point winding down to the lower Dantian position.

"It's a nightmare!"

Yun Zhiyue made a judgment.

Bai Xianyu was stunned: "Nightmare?"

"right!"

Yun Zhiyue's face was solemn, "Nightmare is usually arranged by extremely powerful resentful spirits, dragging the living person into the dream world it creates, and slowly killing it!"

"How could this happen? How could my husband be trapped in a nightmare..." Bai Xianyu clenched his pink fist hard.

"When did he fall into a coma?"

"It's almost an hour. My husband was with me, but later I didn't know what happened after I left. When I was looking for him, I saw my husband lying on the ground in the yard and unconscious."

Bai Xianyu felt extremely guilty in her heart.

It's all her fault.

If she could stay with her husband at that time, instead of giving her a surprise to prepare a gift, this would not have happened.

More than an hour...

Yun Zhiyue's heart sank.

The Nightmare Fantasy is extremely difficult. Once you are dragged into it, if you are not rescued in a short period of time, the longer the time, the deeper the sinking.

Judging from Chen Mu's situation, it's not good...

I can only fight one.

Yun Zhiyue bit her lip, made up her mind, and said to Bai Xianyu: "Madam, please go out first, I have a way to save him."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you."

Bai Xianyu took Qingluo out of the room without any hesitation.

Time is tight, so I can only trust this Grand Master.

After the door of the house was closed, Yun Zhiyue looked at Chen Mu on the bed and smiled bitterly: "Why are you so unlucky? You even get a grudge. I hope you can hold on..."

The woman's hands crossed and folded, forming a lotus seal.

A pattern of yin and yang intertwined and turned into runes that enveloped her whole body. Then the woman gently stroked her fingers at the center of her eyebrows.

The skin cracked, and a teardrop-shaped red crystal slowly emerged.

Like a drop of blood and tears, it is particularly strange.

"If I hadn't lost my skills before, why would I use this stupid method?"

Yun Zhiyue took out blood and tears and gently held them in her mouth. Her originally rosy cheeks turned pale, and her eyes were red...

"Boy, I really owe you in my previous life."

After the woman hesitated and leaned down, she finally leaned down and kissed the man's lips with her delicate red lips.

——

In the dark coffin, there was an ethereal neglect.

Chen Mu felt his voice hoarse, perhaps because of the continuous consumption of oxygen in the coffin, it became particularly difficult for him to breathe.

But strangely, the woman in the coffin was silent.

There was only the strange "squeaking" sound on the coffin.

Chen Mu knew that the body was right next to him, but he didn't dare to take a look. He was really afraid of this horrifying atmosphere.

Anyone who is trapped in the coffin in the middle of the night and has corpses around him will be frightened.

"Isn't anyone here to save me?"

Because the space is small, Chen Mu could only curl up as much as possible and his whole body was chilling.

He tried to calm himself down and tried to figure out what was happening in front of him.

That woman could never be Liu Xiangjun!

But this corpse is undoubtedly Liu Xiangjun's.

He really couldn't figure out why the woman was teasing him, was she planning to claim his life? Or was she really planning to have sex with him for the rest of her life?

And why was he trapped in this coffin by the other party?

Space teleportation?

The dark and narrow atmosphere made Chen Mu feel frightened and upset, and all his doubts were difficult to sort out.

Suddenly, Chen Mu even froze.

He felt his arms slowly stretching out from the darkness, passing through his waist, hugging him tightly, as if it was a life-seeking ring.

"It's already done, my husband."
To be continued...