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It's just that this process needs to be slowly comprehended by himself, and time is not enough.

And Night Downturn, even if she knows the temperament of the Demon Flame of the Underworld, she is afraid that she will not explain it, and there may be such magical beasts in the future, she doesn't have so much time to comfort each one, only waiting for them to feel it and find out.

Inside the tent, the night poured out and slept very sweetly, outside the tent, the unwitting Huzi continued to barbecue and eat, everyone made a mess, very comfortable, the stars hung in the sky, watching them.

In the same forest, on a hill far away from Ye Tinglan and others, there are also many tents here, and some people camp here, and in one of the tents, there is an extremely handsome man.

He is Helian Moyu, but at this moment, his forehead is covered with beads of sweat, and he sleeps very unsteadily, as if he has dreamed of some disturbing dream, and even he has been affected.

Helian Moyu's dream at the moment is such a picture, the environment and people can't be seen clearly, but the surrounding scenes are full of fighting, which is very intense.

Spiritual power and magic power are mixed together, the scene is very intense, some people fall, some people continue to move forward, and the moves they make bring up a blood mist, as if they can hear the sound of the other party's blood vessels bursting.

"Hmm........." Helian Moyu unconsciously made a muttering sound, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

Suddenly, he seemed to see himself, but he was not, this person took a long sword and pierced the other party's heart, and the picture became clear, it was her.

"Nightfall, why are you?" He subconsciously spoke, and the whole person seemed to have fallen, and he sat up suddenly, gasping for breath, no, why did he kill her.

His thoughts gradually returned, and Helian Moyu found that his tent had no bloody breath around him, no one else, and the long sword was also safely placed in the ring.

He lowered his eyes and raised his right hand, for some reason, his right hand was trembling slightly at the moment, as if he was afraid? No, it's remorse, he doesn't understand.

"It's just a dream," Helian Moyu said softly, as if he was comforting himself.

Yes, he likes her, he wants to have her, how can he kill her, is it because he can't love him, so he wants to kill him, Helian Moyu was puzzled, and finally smiled bitterly.

"Maybe" A person loves too deeply, is too jealous, unwilling, and may hold the idea that he can't get it and destroy the other party, but when did he become so ruthless.

No, he's always been ruthless, but I don't know when, he wants to be a good person.

The Holy Monarch told him that he had a fate that he could not escape, so he must be ruthless, let alone covet the love of his children.

But now, he can't control himself, he can't control the feelings that burst out like magma, for the first time, he doesn't want to face this fate, without this invisible shackle, he may be able to express his feelings directly, and he doesn't have to care about anything.

In the past, his wish was to step on fate, dominate everything he did, and not be moved by any external forces, but now he is greedy and wants feelings.

"People, how can you control your feelings?" Helian Moyu smiled bitterly, the more he was suppressed, the greater the rebound of this emotion!

Taking a deep breath, he lay back, and from that moment on, he was completely sleepless, and kept his eyes open until dawn, as he would have done in the past if such conditions and signs appeared.

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