The vicious villain is in luck again

An Ran pursed her lips.

Why don't these two have any impression of the way of heaven?

That's all, I can't think of any ideas right now, so I'd better go look around tomorrow.

She dismissed Green Garden and closed her eyes.

As soon as she closed her eyes, the scene in front of An Ran became different. She fell into darkness, but this darkness was different from the darkness in the room, giving her a sense of chaos.

Is she dreaming again?

An Ran looked around and saw the same flowing black, completely unable to tell the direction.

Suddenly a flash of white flashed before her eyes, a fluffy tail brushed lightly against her cheek, and a figure ran forward over her shoulder.

It looks a bit like the white cat transformed by Heaven.

An Ran raised his feet and followed it.

After passing through this long darkness, white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. An Ran closed his eyes subconsciously, and then his hands sank.

She opened her eyes and found herself standing in a room.

The candlelight was dim and the furnishings in the room were simple. There was only a large bed and a square table. It was empty, but it was clean and simple.

Where is this?

Before An Ran could figure it out, she was attracted by the sour feeling coming from her wrist. She looked down and saw a small ball of melted snow nestled in her arms, exuding a steady stream of warmth.

An Ran felt a little familiar.

She played with the snow dumpling, looked carefully, and recognized that it was a fox in a coma.

The little fox's four legs were all tied with thick bandages, and it looked like he was seriously injured.

She combed the little fox's hair with her fingers and rubbed its soft belly and ears, but it didn't move at all.

There was a "squeak" behind me, and someone opened the door and walked in.

"Are you scared?" the person behind asked.

An Ran's hand stroking the little fox suddenly stopped.

She paused her breathing slightly. This voice was the so-called sister she dreamed about last time.

Then she should be a seven or eight year old girl now.

She was still having the same dream as last time.

An Ran was surprised for a moment, she didn't expect that the dream could continue.

Sure enough, the next second, her body was no longer under her control.

Little Anran hugged the little fox and nodded, half coquettishly and half complaining, "Sister, you came back very late today."

"For this fox." The woman stepped forward and nuzzled into An Ran's arms, "It was lying in the hunter's trap, stuck in the trap, and was covered in blood. When I brought it back, it was stained with blood.

Quite a few."

"I thought maybe you would like it. After all, fox fur is much cheaper if it is torn, so I bought it. It took a lot of time to treat its injuries."

"Fox?" Xiao Anran lowered his head and looked at the snow dumpling in his arms, "So this is the fox."

She carefully stretched out her fingers to touch the little fox's legs, "It's so pitiful. Are all four legs broken?"

"It's just that the injury is a bit serious. If it is released from the animal trap later, it will really be broken."

The woman said: "Don't feel too bad, Xiaoran, he can be nursed back, but he can't move for the time being."

Little Anran looked at the little fox seriously and nodded.

The woman stared blankly at Xiao Anran and the fox for a while, then suddenly asked, "Xiao Ran, do you want to hold it to sleep?"

"Really?" Xiao Anran's eyes lit up.

She couldn't let go of the snow-white little fox, but she was a little hesitant. After all, she had never slept with a small animal before.

During this moment of hesitation, a look of struggle flashed across the woman's face, and she stuttered again: "If, Xiaoran, if you don't want to."

The woman's face showed a hint of ferocity. She gritted her teeth and said, "Xiaoran, we don't."

"I do." Little Anran's crisp voice was as sweet as a sweet radish.

She said happily: "This little fox is so cute.

I want to sleep with it in my arms."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and her face showed a kind of dejection and sadness, but this was something that little Anran couldn't see at this moment. What could be seen was Anran.

She smiled, but the smile was a little forced, "Then, go to sleep."

The woman walked over to make the bed, walking very slowly step by step, even a bit heavy.

An Ran knew something was going to happen just by looking at this posture, but she couldn't control little An Ran's body and could only wait and see what happened.

Little Anran closed her eyes as the woman sang to coax the baby. The song was ethereal and distant, and as thin as a thread. It was not like the sound that a human throat could make, but it was very capable of lulling people to sleep.

But this had no effect on An Ran, she was still conscious.

An Ran, who was awake, saw a faint green light glowing from the woman's eyes in the darkness, and this light was exactly the same as the light from the cat's eyes when Tiandao was still a cat.

A guess suddenly crossed her mind: Could this woman be a cat demon?

So what is Xiao Anran’s identity? Is he also a demon?

An Ran became curious about her identity in the dream, but when she could control her own body, there was no strange feeling.

At this moment, little Anran turned over and faced the woman staring at her beside the bed, and was about to open her eyes in a daze.

The woman didn't panic, reached out with her long arms, and pulled little Anran into her arms.

Little Anran found a comfortable position, rubbed it lovingly, and continued to sleep.

The woman stroked little Anran's back time and time again, and after little Anran fell asleep completely, the woman tucked the quilt in for her.

Straightening up, she looked at the unconscious little fox next to little Anran.

The little fox's eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, and two small orchid fireworks bloomed in the darkness.

An Ran became nervous.

She said, these two are in the same group!

Little Enron is definitely in danger!

But no matter how much An Ran screamed in his heart, little An Ran fell asleep without any sign of waking up.

So she watched helplessly as the woman left Xiao Anran and merged into the darkness.

She wanted to keep an eye on the little fox again, but she didn't expect that the moment the woman left, she also lost consciousness.

An Ran was suddenly woken up from her deep sleep by pain. She opened her eyes and wondered why it hurt so much.

The pain came from her face, the pain of being stabbed and torn by something sharp. A low, thin cry came from deep in her throat, ringing in An Ran's ears. She turned her eyes and saw the man next to her.

A group of dark shadows.

The memory before losing consciousness came back in an instant, An Ran was shocked, and all the confusion disappeared.

This fox is biting her!

An Ran wanted to move, but found that she couldn't move.

Warm and moist liquid flowed out from half of her face, and an indescribable sticky smell rushed into An Ran's nose and flowed into An Ran's mouth. It was the first time she knew the taste of blood.

This one, with a hint of rusty sweetness and fishy fish scales, made her want to vomit.

But her body didn't react at all. She lay there in a daze, not even knowing what to do at the moment, as if she was stupid.

The fox was still biting the flesh on her cheek persistently, but after biting it, there was no movement. It only woke up briefly, but the teeth seemed to stay on An Ran's face forever.

After feeling a burst of severe pain, little Anran woke up.

She blinked twice, and then she realized what a terrible thing was happening now.

Little Anran burst into tears, "Sister, help me!"

A candlelight lit up from outside the door, and the woman pushed the door open and entered.

In the haze of tears, An Ran saw the woman's cold eyes. Through the woman's eyes, she saw a collapsed little bloody man.

Because little Anran has been soaked in blood and has no other color.

Main world, demon world, Jiuyin Mountain.

The red lava is boiling and roaring at the bottom of the mountain, creating a winding and beautiful fire-colored bright belt, but the mountain is completely icy and the white snow never melts all year round.

The man lying in the white snow opened his eyes, and a faint blue color flashed in his eyes, outlining some mysterious and beautiful features.

He straightened up, his long hair like clouds pouring down on his back like a splash of ink. The thin shirt that was redder than magma slipped off itself, revealing half of his shoulders that were whiter than snow, showing a moist and cold color under the light.

.

Ice muscle and jade bone, nothing more than that.

Fu Jinyu stood up, letting her gown trail to the ground, and walked on the snow with her bare feet, her beautiful face looking as cold as ice.

The woman guarding in the distance noticed the movement and rushed over. When she saw Fu Jinyu, she knelt on one knee respectfully and said, "My lord, you are awake."

"Anser." Fu Jinyu called her, and her voice was as light and cold as the smoke rising from the snow-covered pine forest, "I dreamed about her."

"My lord, who did you dream about?" Anser asked.

Fu Jinyu said, "The first contractor you dedicated to me."

Silence spread, and the kneeling Anser's body stiffened.

This is a long-lasting memory. Hundreds of years have passed since that girl disappeared. Anser thought he had forgotten it long ago, but he didn't expect that when he mentioned it, all the memories came back to him.

Anser's head hung lower, his mood complicated.

Fu Jinyu looked into the distance. A transparent barrier was erected in the sky, and there was faint blood-colored light flowing.

As long as you pass through that barrier, you will reach the human world.

He put his hand to his chest, his heart beating erratically under his palm.

This is not his heart, but this heart has been normal for hundreds of years, but today's dream caused its beating to become disordered.

Fu Jinyu thought that nothing could stir his mood. Now that this situation has occurred, someone from some world must have targeted him when he did not survive the catastrophe, failed to ascend to immortality, and had to fall into a deep sleep to heal his injuries.

.

He withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked deeper into the snow.

If that's the case, then let's dream again.

He wanted to see who was so bold as to pretend to be a ghost in front of him.

An Ran originally thought that this dream was over, but after staying in the original chaotic darkness for a while, she still showed no sign of leaving.

Just when she was about to find a way to inflict pain on herself in order to wake up, in the blink of an eye, the scene changed again.

The woman carried the basket and told little Anran, who was still sleeping on the bed, "I'm going out to look for Xiaoling's family. Remember to finish the porridge on the table."

Little Anran was dazed in bed and waved casually, "Okay, goodbye, sister."

The woman turned and left.

Xiao Anran forced herself to go to the table to drink porridge. After finishing the drink, she got into bed again, her eyes were bleary, and while she was half asleep, Xiao Anran heard someone calling her softly from next door, "Xiao Ran, come here.

"

It's that woman's voice.

Huh? Did sister come back so early today?

An Ran clearly knew what little An Ran was thinking.

In her opinion, this was obviously wrong, but little Anran didn't expect so much.

Little Anran came to the door of another room in a daze.

Looking at the closed door, she pushed it open and walked in.

The room was dark. Once inside, An Ran could no longer see clearly. The door behind her closed quickly as if it had a life of its own.

An Ran's ears rang again with a thin fox cry coming from deep in his throat.

Suddenly, she was thrown down, and the back of her head hit the floor with a crisp sound. Severe pain hit her, and An Ran's head went blank for a moment.

Warm blood flowed from the other half of her intact cheek, and the pain on her face was stronger than that night. This pain was as if someone was trying to dig out several bones from her body.

!!!She was bitten again!!!