Dream Weaver kept silent. Seeing that the big demon didn't respond, Ai Huo couldn't bear to force her, so he had to temporarily hold back his temper and take her to the prison where Chen Ping was imprisoned.
The dark prison was illuminated by candlelight. Dream Weaver took a closer look and saw that the originally strong Immortal Sect monk had lost weight after not being seen for just a few days.
The movement outside the prison had already alarmed the monk who was meditating cross-legged. Seeing the arrival of Dream Weaver and Ai Fu, the way Chen Ping looked at the big demon made her feel unusual. But as Chen Ping's eyes fell on Ai Fu, Dream Weaver However, the reader saw an extremely complicated dark light in the sword cultivator's eyes.
Dream Weaver was slightly surprised.
She had seen this look from an alcoholic countless times, it could be said that it was all too familiar!
Whenever the drunkard is drunk and there are other big monsters around the dream weaver, the drunkard will show such eyes intentionally or unintentionally.
It seems that Aihuo is not boasting. To a certain extent, she has indeed cracked this hard nut.
"My dear lover, I haven't seen you for a while, do you miss the feeling of being a slave again?" Aifu opened the cell door, but even so, it was difficult for Dream Weaver to enter. After a slight hesitation, with a move of his fingertips, he opened the cell door that was wrapped around Bai Ze. The spider cocoon was silently hung on the ceiling outside the prison door with spider silk, and then transformed into a perfect human form.
The robe blocked the spring light, and the witch noticed the movement. When she looked back, the exotic skirt on the Dream Weaver made Aifu's eyes light up, and her eyes almost overflowed when she looked at the Dream Weaver.
"Witch, such despicable methods... one day, I will crush you to ashes!" Chen Ping's entire body was banned. He glared at the misfortune, gritted his teeth, and wished to tear her alive, but the struggle in his eyes was so obvious.
Love and hate.
The witch became interested after hearing the words. She stepped forward, leaned over slightly, stretched out her green-white jade fingers, and raised Chen Ping's chin frivolously. The touch of amorous feelings on her chest was inadvertently revealed, causing the monk's pupils to shrink. In order to maintain When he woke up, he bit the tip of his tongue cruelly, and blood immediately overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"What a black-hearted lover, you want to treat the slave family like this?" Aihuo smiled slightly and said: "The slave family is really looking forward to it. When the time comes, you have to punish the slave family severely. Don't be merciful."
"Love, stop playing around, business is more important." Dream Weaver interrupted the witch's bad taste.
When Ai Huo heard this, he let go of Chen Ping very obediently and said with a smile: "I will listen to you."
Dream Weaver said: "Ai Huo, I will need your help later. When I enter his dream, I want to take you in with me. Last time I failed, it just so happens that this time you and I join forces. If we can make up for it, that would be the best." That’s it.”
"It's still a thoughtful thing to weave dreams." Aifu said without any doubts: "Last time in the dream of the little Taoist priest, he suffered a lot. The Buddhist secret treasure in his hand was indeed very difficult. But this time he has him Senior brother is here, so I'm not afraid that the little Taoist priest won't obey me."
"Without further delay, start immediately." The Dream Weaver said seriously, "Aihuo, there is one more thing I need to confirm with you. No one will disturb you here, right? If you and I both enter this person's dream, and he is suddenly killed, or If you are frightened, you and I may get lost in the dream."
"Don't worry." Aihuo said, "When the slave family enters the dream you weave, as long as the breath disappears, the tyrant and the others will not be able to find me. If they can't find me, they have no interest in causing trouble for the lover."
"That's good." Dream Weaver said.
No matter how slow Chen Ping was, he still heard the hidden meaning of those two people. He immediately became furious and shouted: "You want to use me to harm my junior brother, you are just dreaming!"
After that, he struggled to get up and wanted to fight to the death.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities." The Dream Weaver sneered, and with a flick of his finger, he saw white spider webs woven into a bundle, directly tying Chen Ping's hands and hanging him in the prison.
Then the deep eyes of the big demon suddenly met Chen Ping's angry eyes. In an instant, the halo in the eyes of the immortal monk quickly disappeared, becoming hollow and numb. He quickly closed his eyes and fell into a dream.
"The closer the relationship is with people, the more causes and effects are entangled with them." Dream Weaver said, "As long as I can find him in the dream, I can see him in reality. Love, are you ready?"
"Yeah." Aifu nodded lightly and said, "I hope everything goes well."
The Dream Weaver stopped talking and turned into a black mist, wrapping love and misfortune in it. He rushed towards the sleeping Chen Ping, followed the immortal monk's seven orifices into the sea of souls, and reached the dreamland.
In the dream, thick black mist was billowing and steaming. The moment the two of them arrived, they immediately saw Bai Ze's figure in the dream!
At this moment, in the vast wasteland where the dream was manifesting, Bai Ze had just finished talking to Chen Ping. Chen Ping still looked surprised. Seeing the Dream Weaver and Aifu appearing in the dream at the same time, he subconsciously wanted to take Bai Ze away. Zehu was behind him.
"Ah, it went so smoothly?" Ai Fu stared at Bai Ze in disbelief and said, "Dreamweaver, you..."
Before Ai Huo finished speaking, she suddenly felt a pain in her heart. She lowered her head blankly and saw that the demonized arm of Dream Weaver had already taken out her heart.
The witch turned her head in disbelief and looked at the Dream Weaver staring at her with an indifferent expression. Then she mercilessly pulled out her hand, holding Ai Huo's heart in her hand, walked towards Bai Ze and said, "Master, I want to There’s no need for you to take action.”
Aifu's heart was pulled out by Dream Weaver with his bare hands, and he knelt down on the ground without strength. He stared at Dream Weaver and said in a difficult tone: "Dream Weaver, you actually... want to kill the slave family for him?"
Dream Weaver stopped and was stunned, but did not look back.
Chen Ping was shocked by the scene in front of him. He witnessed the witch's heart being taken out by the big demon. He should have been overjoyed, but there was a strange sense of loss in his heart, which horrified him.
"Well done." Bai Ze smiled, "The next step is to leave here."
"Leave? Haha, dreaming..." Ai Huo covered his chest, still unable to stop the blood from flowing out. His expression was extremely complicated, showing pain and enjoyment at the same time. "The seven evil spirits are connected. Once the slave family dies, they will feel the connection. None of you...don't want to leave!"
"Love, in this dream weaved by me, your life and death are also decided by me." The Dream Weaver said, "Before leaving the Octagonal Ghost House and ensuring the safety of the owner, even if you want to die, you can't. Can’t die.”
"Then the slave family...should be grateful to you, Dreamweaver." Aihuo laughed sullenly, with a crazy look on his face, "Unfortunately, your wishful thinking will come to nothing. The slave family...but you have already discovered it from the beginning. Dreamweaver...your desire to kill the slave family."
Dream Weaver's expression changed and he said sternly: "Master, someone wants to kill your senior brother!"
Bai Ze was horrified. The Dream Weaver had turned into billowing black mist, enveloping Bai Ze's soul and rushed out of the dream.
At the same time, the prison door where Chen Ping was imprisoned had been torn out of shape.
"Roar!!--"
The furious roar was like thunder on dry land. As soon as the Dream Weaver emerged from the surging black mist and escaped from the dream, he was punched to the ground. His head was bleeding on the spot, and he felt that his head was about to explode.
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