Chapter 205 Nightmare

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Chapter 205 Nightmare

She snapped her fingers again, and a stove appeared out of thin air. "With this, we won't be cold."

"Hey, isn't it nice to have my arms around you? Why are you still feeling cold?"

"Tch, a man's embrace is nothing compared to a fireplace and a blanket."

Before long, the bedding was all set up: pants, pillows, and even a plush toy—leaving Bao Shuoyu speechless. "You think it's too spacious for two people to share a bed, right?"

"Hehe, then I'll put it back."

The three little demons had originally gone into the space to warm up, but seeing that Yu Xiaoluo had decorated the place quite nicely, they wanted to join in the fun. "Master, I can help you warm the bed."

"Me too."

"It's warmer when you're huddled together."

But Bao Shuoyu kicked them all off the bed, saying, "Your master is me, what business is it of yours? Go back to where you came from."

The three little demons glared resentfully at the man who had stolen their love, then helplessly returned to their space. After all, staying here for too long was really unpleasant; their space was much more comfortable.

Although the wind was howling and snow was falling outside, Yu Xiaoluo had been watching the snow all the way and had lost interest. The room was quite warm and cozy after being decorated, although her pink bedding was completely out of place with the surrounding environment.

Yu Xiaoluo nestled in Bao Shuoyu's arms. She had gotten up early that morning and had walked quite a bit on the snowy mountain. It was cold and tiring outside, but now that she felt comfortable, a wave of weariness washed over her.

She soon drifted off to sleep.

She didn't know how long she slept, but when she opened her eyes, it was dark all around her. She groped for a flashlight, turned it on, and found herself on a broken bed. Everything around her had changed. The stove was gone, her bedding was gone and replaced by a tattered quilt, and even Bao Shuoyu was nowhere to be found.

She tried to summon the little demons in the space, but they didn't react at all, so she had to give up and get out of bed.

She wanted to find Bao Shuoyu and Xiao Yao, because unless there were special circumstances, they would not abandon her alone.

I opened the door, and it was still a dark night outside. The wind and snow had stopped, and it was very quiet outside, eerily quiet.

Her voice sounded clear and loud in the lonely space, "Brother Shuoyu, Brother Shuoyu, where did you go?"

She didn't know why, but she felt very anxious and nervous. She felt that Bao Shuoyu was going to leave her forever and never appear again.

She searched the temple inside and out but couldn't find him. She wondered if Bao Shuoyu had already left.

When she pushed open the temple gate, she saw a masked man dressed in black standing outside the gate, holding an unusually long pole, with a person hanging from the top of the pole.

The person swayed in the wind like a piece of paper, but she recognized him—it was Bao Shuoyu!

"Brother Shuoyu, what's going on? Put him down quickly!"

Yu Xiaoluo stared at the masked man in black, her gaze seemingly spitting fire, but the masked man just chuckled, "He should have died long ago. I'm just following the original destiny to take him away. Now, I'm here to take you away."

Yu Xiaoluo was furious. She swung her hand, and the pole snapped in half. She flew over and hugged Bao Shuoyu, only to find that he was as light as a feather, not a person at all, but a paper doll!

She put down the paper figure, looked at the masked man in black, and said angrily, "What did you do to Brother Shuoyu?"

"Hehe, look closely, that's not a paper figure, but his skin. Only when he dies can I remove his skin."

Yu Xiaolu was horrified. Looking at the paper figure more closely, she saw that it was suddenly as light as a paper figure, but its skin was as real as a real person's, soft and smooth, only it was a little hardened by the cold weather.

Overwhelmed with grief, she attacked the masked man in black, shouting, "I'm going to kill you to avenge my brother Shuoyu!"

However, in the blink of an eye, a strange smell entered her nostrils, and she instantly felt extremely uncomfortable, unable to use her powers at all.

"Hehe, I am here on the orders of the Heavenly Emperor to collect your soul, Yu Xiaoluo. I have let you roam freely for so long, it is time to annihilate your soul!"

Yu Xiaoluo looked at him angrily and incomprehensibly, "In this life, I have been accumulating good deeds and merits, and I have never harmed anyone. On the contrary, I have helped all living beings and saved many people. Why do you want to take my life!"

"Because of your exquisite heart, the Jade Emperor's daughter fell seriously ill and needed to eat your heart and Bao Shuoyu's heart to replenish her strength. You have lived for a thousand years, and you are more nourishing than a thousand-year-old ginseng."

"You—" Yu Xiaoluo was so angry that she almost vomited blood and died, but she couldn't muster any strength. She watched helplessly as the masked man in black took a sharp knife and stabbed it into her heart.

Just then, Yu Xiaoluo woke up, covered in cold sweat.

She hadn't had such an absurd nightmare in a long time.

Suddenly, she remembered something and quickly reached to the side. Bao Shuoyu was still there, breathing evenly. She couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

She found it hard to believe that she had such a terrifying and ridiculous dream.

At that moment, she suddenly felt the urge to urinate. When nature calls, one cannot hold it in, so she gently removed Bao Shuoyu's arm and got out of bed.

Sigh, where can we solve this problem? In this freezing weather, in the middle of the night, Yu Xiaoluo is quite troubled.

Yu Xiaoluo got out of bed, put on her down jacket, picked up a flashlight, and pushed open the door. The cold wind blew straight into her bones, and she still felt cold.

Okay, let's finish this quickly.

Once you get here, you don't care about saving face or being particular. There's not a soul in sight, so you don't care about losing face at all.

However, after leaving the room, Yu Xiaoluo always felt that a pair of eyes were staring straight at her. She turned around sharply, but saw nothing, which made her very uncomfortable.

Sigh, I'll just find a plastic bag in my spatial storage and throw it away when I'm done. She took out a bag and, not wanting to go far, relieved herself not far from her room door.

After walking about twenty steps, just as Yu Xiaoluo was about to relieve herself, she saw a dark shadow suddenly flash by, and it seemed to be heading towards her room.

She frowned, thinking that Bao Shuoyu was also a demon lord, so even if a little devil appeared, he shouldn't be so easily killed. She didn't want to care, but then she suddenly remembered the dream she had just had and was startled.

At this moment, she lost all interest and rushed to the room, only to find Bao Shuoyu still lying on the bed. She breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that she had been a bit neurotic.

So I went back to the door, took care of the problem in the plastic bag, and then threw it out. I plan to pick it up again tomorrow and throw it further away, but it's so dark right now that I really don't want to move an inch.