Chapter 109: The Nightmare of the Wise King

Yu Juechen frowned, "Is Luo'er sleepy?" Strangely, this little thing often wakes up at this time on weekdays, and after waking up, he quarreled to see the koi~

Retracting his thoughts, looking at Bai Luo, he saw that the little thing had slowly closed his eyes, and had no intention of opening it. Seeing that Bai Luo was like this, Yu Juechen didn't think much about it, and directly placed her on the inside of the bed, while he took off his clothes and lay on the outside of the bed wearing a silver-gray and ice-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-silk-s

Soon, Yu Juechen fell asleep with his eyes closed. Perhaps it was because of the cold poison in his body. Yu Juechen had been in a nightmare. His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and sweat almost soaked his ink hair.

Bai Luo lay beside him, turning his face away, staring at the angular side face in front of him with round eyes. Seeing his brows tightly, as if he was having a nightmare, Bai Luo hummed in a low voice, trying to wake up the man in the nightmare, but the man did not react at all.

If she had a little movement on weekdays, Yu Juechen would wake up immediately, but now, he didn't move at all.

Bai Luo was a little anxious and worried. But he couldn't even turn over. His little hands kept slapping Yu Juechen's side, wanting to wake him up!

At this time, Yu Juechen was immersed in his own world.

The space without any darkness was filled with the smell of blood everywhere, and the depression around it made people unable to breathe. Yu Juechen was half kneeling in a pool of blood, looking at the woman in front of him with her back facing him,

The woman was slender and tall, and her fiery red skirt wrapped her enchanting body, like a burning fire. Her black hair was tied with a vermilion ribbon and fell down from her back. She stood on the murderous God-Slaying Platform, and the fierce wind around her raised her long hair, and the skirt was flying in the wind.

Yu Juechen's eyes gradually turned red. He endured the pain of cramps and bone peeling. He looked at the woman affectionately, slowly spoke, and his voice was even more swallowed, "Master~ I'm sorry, my disciple was wrong! Please don't leave my disciple, please don't leave my disciple."

The woman did not turn around, nor did she pay attention to Yu Juechen. Her petite body slowly leaned forward, jumped forward, and resolutely jumped off the God-killing Platform.

Yu Juechen roared heart-wrenchingly, and rushed towards the God-Slaying Platform, "No, Luoer, don't!"

The man on the bed had blue veins on his forehead and sweat soaked his clothes on his body. Bai Luo tried his best to wake him up. In desperation, his little hand fell into his palm.

In the nightmare, Yu Juechen lay on the God-killing Platform. The hand dripping blood tightly grabbed the woman's white little hand. He looked at the beautiful face in front of him, and the blood and tears in the corners of her eyes. His throat was even more swallowed, his voice trembled, and he didn't even dare to look at her smart and clear eyes. He slowly said: "Luoer, don't leave, please, don't leave me."

A beautiful smile appeared on the corner of the woman's lips. When she looked at him, there was a little tenderness in her eyes. Her crystal clear lips opened and closed one by one. Yu Juechen could not hear her voice or could not hear her words clearly. He roared hysterically and begged her not to leave. The woman pursed her lips and smiled, slowly spreading Yu Juechen's fingers one by one~

The fiery red figure fell!

"No, no, Luoer, no!"

"Luoer, Luoer."

Bai Luo looked at the man who was still calling his name on the bed. What dream did he have? She had never seen such a fragile Yu Juechen. Bai Luo's little hand was tightly grasped by Yu Juechen, and he heard the man keep whispering her name. Bai Luo's heart suddenly thrust, and his throat was inexplicably blocked.

Seeing Yu Juechen's painful appearance, Bai Luo gritted his teeth and let's cry! If he had been immersed in the nightmare, his cold poison had just been suppressed, and if this continued, something would happen. Before he could think too much, Bai Luo suddenly let out a "wow" and burst into tears.

The man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and looked to his side as soon as possible. Bai Luo was crying vigorously, but unexpectedly, a pair of extremely cold and sharp eyes suddenly stared at him. Bai Luo was shocked, his little heart couldn't stand it, and he started crying for no reason.

When Yu Juechen saw the little thing still beside him, he breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, his heart was beating violently, his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't even use the strength to hug Bai Luo. This feeling made Yu Juechen feel extremely depressed and bad.

Hearing the little thing crying aggrievedly, Yu Juechen gritted his teeth by his current weakness, and cursed in his heart that he deserved to die. His brows were tightly clenching and trying to use his skills to regulate his breathing, but his heart was sobbing that it was blocked that it was even painful for breathing.

Bai Luo cried for only that moment. After a while, he saw that Yu Juechen had woken up and his crying gradually stopped, and he sucked his nose even more.

After a while, Yu Juechen could finally relieve a little. In his mind, the nightmare gradually disappeared. He slowly restrained the cold breath on his body, and his expression became softer. He glanced at the little thing covered in tears. Seeing her round eyes staring at him, Yu Juechen softened his heart and picked up Bai Luo carefully. His hoarse and low voice was a little gentle, and he said to Bai Luo, "Have you scared Luo'er just now?"

Bai Luo's little mouth was blocked, saliva remained on the corner of his mouth, and a faint water vapor was on his face. She looked at Yu Juechen's pale face, and dripping sweat flowed between his forehead. Bai Luo was a little embarrassed at this time and didn't know how to respond. Yu Juechen couldn't help but cough and frowned.

Seeing that Bai Luo stopped crying, he put Bai Luo on the bed and said to her: "I will take a shower. Come soon."

The clothes on his body were soaked and covered in the smell of sweat. Yu Juechen felt disgusted. He was worried that Luoer would dislike him, so he put Bai Luo on the bed and went to take a shower himself.

Bai Luo looked at the man's tall and slender figure from afar and walked behind the screen. He felt relieved in his heart. Fortunately, this iceberg face was fine.

Just thinking about the dream talk that Yu Juechen said during a nightmare just now, Bai Luo felt a little more confused. He lay alone on the bed, thinking about Yu Juechen's affairs bored, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "I don't know when that old man Wuzhan will come out of seclusion! If he was there, maybe she could ask him."

It was late at night and the palace was extremely quiet. On the villa and on the roof, two men sat side by side, drinking and eating meat.

Dongfang Haoyue held a chicken leg in her hand, chewed it, wiped off the oil stains on the corner of her mouth, and looked at Xiao Yunyi, "I haven't seen you for two years! Have you ever thought about this young master?"

Xiao Yunyi looked at the chicken legs in his hand, and didn't know where to go. He glanced at Dongfang Haoyue with disgust and replied faintly, "I only think of beauty! I don't look like you, and I have men in my mind."
Chapter completed!