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As soon as Wei Fengyu finished speaking, all the hair on Xiao Yu's face suddenly sprung up.

She didn't know if she had an illusion, or if she was rescued by Nian Renjing and fell into a ridiculous state, causing her brain to become dull.

She also leaned against the wall, her back felt cold, and she suddenly realized that it had been a while since she returned here, but there was no sign of the nightmare.

"Do you want to ask: Why has this nightmare disappeared?"

Wei Fengyu thought quickly and quickly noticed the fear and doubt revealed in Xiao Yu's expression.

Xiao Yu also nodded, feeling very scared about his slow reaction.

"Do you also want to know what the so-called Nightmare Demon is? Why is it in this black round tower? Why did my mother become like that just now? Why is there the Nightmare Demon Festival?"

Wei Fengyu was like a thief who could eavesdrop on people's thoughts and accurately guessed everything that Xiao Yu was thinking.

Although she didn't like the demon king who looked like a libertine in front of her, after what she said just now, Xiao Yu wanted to try to change her view of Wei Fengyu for the first time, and even began to hope that those things in the past would be gone. It's prejudice.

"Because it's dawn." Wei Fengyu added.

But Xiao Yu has been confused for a long time: "You said... the dawn has something to do with the Nightmare Demon Sacrifice?"

Wei Fengyu still squinted his eyes and did not speak. .

There was some weak demonic power lingering and floating around his body, which looked to Xiao Yu like a spell to restore injuries.

Because at this moment, Wei Chengshuang beside her was recovering her body in almost the same way, and her complexion was also recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Yes and no."

After a while, he finally spoke again.

He opened his eyes. His face didn't look very good after the blood loss, but he still looked strong and energetic, and he was obviously recovering well.

"This...can we speak human language?"

Xiao Yu was a little impatient when Wei Fengyu was trying to sell things off.But since the other party's noble status was here, she couldn't say it too harshly.

Wei Fengyu glanced at his sister, breathed a sigh of relief, and began to pace in the corridor:

"I say yes, because it's dawn and the Nightmare Demon needs to rest and conserve the little strength he has. We still have some time to recover and think about what last words we can leave to the important people."

"Then...no?" Xiao Yu asked again.

His body subconsciously avoided Wei Fengyu, always keeping vigilant.

"I said no, because in the next three days, someone will die here no matter what. Because there is currently only one way to quell the Nightmare Demon Sacrifice, and that is a living sacrifice. We may have to do a good job The worst-case scenario, when the time comes, who is the person who should survive?"

Xiao Yu listened with rapt attention, but when he heard the words, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart, as if all the bones in his body were taken away in an instant.

She leaned back against the wall again. Even though it was extremely cold, it helped her stay awake a little.Her eyes fell on Wei Chengshuang, and they coincided with Wei Fengyu.

Obviously, they all chose by default to make Wei Chengshuang the one who might survive.

At this moment, Wei Chengshuang, who was leaning against the corner with his eyes closed, also noticed the glances from the two of them, and his eyes couldn't help but heat up. His colleague, whose chest was heaving, cried out in his throat:
"Second brother, Master, I don't want to go out alone, I want the three of us to go out together. There must be a way! My injury really doesn't matter. Second brother, haven't you almost recovered? We have the first generation The Demon King’s Frost Flower Sword is a sword that has existed in the world for 30 years. How can it not be able to defeat a nightmare demon that is only ten thousand years old? I don’t believe it!”

"And Master, you were able to escape from the Nightmare Demon once, and you came back intact. You must have a way to escape with us, right?"

Wei Chengshuang was a little excited, almost crying, trying to find a glimmer of affirmation in the eyes of his brother Wei Fengyu.

But what happened was counterproductive. Although Wei Feng didn't say anything on his face, his eyes when he looked at his sister were full of apologies.

"Of course, we have a whole day to figure out how to get all three of us out alive."

At the end of the words, Wei Fengyu showed a gentle smile.

At this moment, he had reached his sister and held the excited little girl in his broad arms.

Although Xiao Yu had known Wei Fengyu for a short time, she had never seen him with such a serious and soft side, but at this moment, she felt very sad in her heart.

Because she knows better than anyone else and can be keenly aware that Wei Fengyu's words just now were just to comfort her sister.

She saw a faint light flickering on the fingertips of Wei Fengyu's left hand holding her sister. A faint white light flickered on the fingertips and gently hit the head of the person in her arms, causing her to fall into a deep sleep.

"My sister, forgive me. Before I die, I will bury the Frost Flower Sword in the land of extreme daylight. After the Nightmare Demon Festival, my mother will wake up and she will find it for you. I hope you will become a member of the demon clan in the future. The new king.”

As he spoke, he carefully put Wei Chengshuang down and let her lean against the inconspicuous corner just now.

Then, he stood up, his tall figure standing upright, but the Frost Flower Sword in his right hand suddenly fell out of his hand, and the sharp blade made a clicking sound and sank half an inch into the ground.

"Chengshuang."

Xiao Yu heard two words in his mouth, and thought he was calling his sister's name, but when those two words came out, he saw the wind and frost swaying in front of him, and the dim candlelight actually caught the cold frost flowers, sending out a continuous and weak sound. The sound of violence.

It's frosty here, it's like a cold place but with wind and snow, but it's a little different.

The patches of coldness are not snowflakes, but a biting cold air, as if all the water vapor in the air will freeze, forming countless transparent frost flowers.

These frost flowers with a cold breath quickly filled the entire space on the first floor where they were located. Xiao Yu even felt that even the air had become thinner. With every breath she took, she felt like her heart was about to be frozen. illusion.

The candlelight was still swaying, dancing wildly in the cold current with a desperate temperature. It seemed a little desperate, just like Xiao Yu's mood at the moment.

Her eyelashes were already covered with a layer of frost, and she barely kept her eyes open, watching every corner in front of her eyes being covered with frost, gradually freezing, and covered with a layer of frost embroidered with ice flowers.

And Wei Chengshuang was huddled in the corner, with two tears under her closed eyes, but they were already covered with a layer of white frost like her, like a thin and inconspicuous sculpture.