The cold moon hangs high, and the night in Dongling is the day in Amu's dream.

Last night, the little black bird did not appear in Amu's dream again. Because, the crow knows, Amu is about to wake up.

I don't know what kind of effect the ancient magic of the demon clan will have in the end, or if it is the Seven Tribulation Floating Dream!

Ya'er didn't dare to break into Amu's dream at the juncture of Zuihou, and at the same time, she also had to protect Amu's law.

For a day and a night, Amu only locked his eyebrows slightly, only the mark of the dagger at the center of his eyebrows, and sometimes there were some strange flickering jumps.

Crow didn't know what was going on in Amu's dream. Theoretically, when the forty-ninth person dies, Amu will wake up.

Tears suddenly rolled down from the corners of Amujin's eyes.

Seventeen years, whether in a dream or in reality, Crow still saw Amu's tears for the first time.

A feeling of heartache made the crow bite her lip slightly.

She didn't know who Amu's tears were, but Raven decided that she would never let Amu be sad because of her in the future.

"Childe!" the crow whispered softly.

Seventeen years! The crow didn't know how many times he called Amu like this, but Amu never had any reaction. Amu is the living dead sitting on the reef.

However, this time, Amu's brows suddenly tightened.

In Mengjia Village, the moment the dagger in his hand stabbed the purple-clothed ghost-faced woman, Amu felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

It was a demon left behind because of Yu'er. Yu'er is dead, but Amu can't avenge her. This dream fulfilled Amu's heart.

But that gorgeous face, Amu didn't remember, but he felt that it was very much like the ghost in the hell behind the Immortal Ghost Sect.

But who is this woman? Why is there a smile in her tearful eyes? Amu has no memory.

Can such a dream really make everything come true and make everything complete?

However, these are not the questions that Amu is thinking about now!

After all, that's a dream!

Now Amu felt that there was a sea of water in front of him, spreading incessantly, the water ripples were like six rays of light, and there was a gentle call in his ears, and then a little moonlight.

"Childe!" the crow whispered again.

On the shore of the bitter sea, he has been sitting for seventeen years. Amu finally opened his eyes slowly, as if he had woken up from a thousand years of sleep.

A big dream!

The sea, the moonlight, the soft night.

Then, the first thing that caught my eye was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in a black dress.

Bright eyes and teeth, beautiful and moving, fair skin, wearing a black dress. The girl wore a white silk scarf around her neck, which was faintly shining, especially elegant.

It's an elf in the night!

The moment Amu's eyes opened, they seemed to be a little foggy, but they clearly reflected the appearance of the crow.

The girl in the black dress blushed slightly, she knew that this was the first time Amu had seen herself.

"Who are you?" Amu was slightly stunned, and then reminisced about the wonderful dream. This girl in a black dress made him feel both familiar and strange.

"Me?" said the raven smiled, then raised her arm and shook slightly.

The girl in the black dress directly turned into a black light and disappeared, while a little black bird with a white beak and red claws swirled around in the void, and then quietly landed on Amu's shoulder.

The little black bird rubbed Amu's neck with his little head, which was the most familiar action of Amu.

In fact, this is what the crow dares to do with the true appearance of a black bird. If it was the appearance of a girl in a black dress, the crow would never dare to be so generous, and it would be embarrassing to think about it.

So, the body of the black bird has its own benefits!

Sometimes, Ya'er is grateful for her demon body, because she can land on Amu's shoulder, smell Amu's smell, and then do very intimate movements.

"Crow?" Amu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but gently stroke Crow's little head with his hand.

For a while, Amu was a little dazed, unable to tell whether all this was reality or a dream.

Life is like a dream, who knows which one is true?

The little black bird seemed to understand Amu's thoughts, and did not stay on Amu's shoulder for long. As soon as it spread its wings, it landed directly on the ground again, changing back to the appearance of a girl in a black dress.

"Hmm!" Crow smiled shyly, "Childe, you've finally woken up from a dream!"

"Seventeen years?" Amu asked, uncertainly, and looked around.

The sea is still the sea in the dream! The mountain seems to be the mountain in the dream.

Only Mengjia Village has never existed! Those simple villagers are just Amu's dreams.

"Hmm!" Ya'er nodded again, "Seventeen years, you have been on this reef and have never left! ”

"It's both real and illusory!" Amu smiled bitterly, then slowly stood up and looked out at the sea.

Seventeen years! Is that really a dream of his own making? Amu sighed, but there was no answer.

In fact, except for the existence of Mengjia Village and the fact that the story of its occurrence is illusory, everything else is true.

Amu was alone, and his mana was lost. On his left wrist, there was only a string of ancient wooden prayer beads, and a strange dagger in his arms. Amu is still Amu in the Mengjia Village, his immortal bone demon body is still there, and his memory still has blind spots.

Amu woke up from his dream, as if he hadn't woken up, but some people had disappeared.

"Seventeen years, you've been there?" Amu frowned slightly.

"Well, all the time!" replied Raven.

Amu had a feeling of indescribability in his heart.

"Crow!" Amu turned his head to look at the girl in the black dress and said, and then said slowly, "God is out of the upper realm?"

In fact, Amu has asked such a question more than once, but Ya'er has been silent.

One is because in that dream, her soul was imprisoned. The second is because she understands that she shouldn't belong to that dream in the first place, and she doesn't want to change too much and affect anything.

"Hmm!" this time, Raven nodded.

"Dongling Wu Clan, God is away from the upper realm!" Amu looked at the overlapping mountains, and sighed slightly in his heart.

He knew what the concept of a god was in the upper realm! It was definitely a top-level existence in the demon race. The crow in front of him is naturally not an ordinary demon.

Such a demon clan is powerful, guarding himself for seventeen years, turning into a little black bird night and night, listening to his half-truths and half-truths. It was a grotesque feeling.

"Thank you for your kindness!" Amu smiled bitterly, and then bowed deeply to the crow. God left the upper realm and guarded himself for seventeen years!

"Childe!" Crow's eyes were slightly flustered, and she hurriedly dodged away, her heart pounding. Although, the crow is indeed a black demon from the upper realm, and the combat power is even more terrifying.

However, in front of Amu, Ya'er felt like a little girl. Amu's gift, how can she accept it?

Dodging Amu's salute, the crow bit her lip again. Amu woke up, but the crow felt unnatural. After all, for seventeen years, she appeared as a little black bird, without saying a word.

Now, her identity has changed. She knew how terrifying the world's cultivation was.

Amu also feels the same way, a little black bird in a dream has become a beautiful girl in reality, and it is a god-level demon clan. Amu couldn't adapt right away.

"Weishenme call me Childe? You can call me Amu! Actually, I should call you senior. Amu asked with a smile, trying to make the atmosphere as relaxed as possible.

Childe, this is a very special title. Amu is not from a noble family, nor is he the owner of the crow. As a demon from the upper realm, Crow's name for Amu is actually very inappropriate.

"Childe, I like it!" Raven smiled, and her answer was simple.

However, many times, simple reasons are often unusually sufficient, and Amu is speechless. There's no stronger reason than I like three words.

Ya'er paused again, and then said to Amu very seriously: "Childe, one day, you will understand." Amu is not what I should call!"

"Oh?" Amu smiled dumbly, looking at the crow's eyes, and finally looked at the little black bird a little, "weishenme, you shouldn't be called, you know everyone calls me that!"

"Hmm!" Ya'er lowered her head when she was looked at by Amu, where did she have half of the demon clan's power?

"Others can! I can't, I'm different!" the crow said in a low voice, as if she had made a mistake.

The raven's words were indistinct. You really can't guess the girl's thoughts, so Amu didn't ask again.

"Ya'er, you are a cultivator of the gods who have left the upper realm, and you must not be an ordinary person among the Wu people?"

"I am the youngest daughter of the king of the Wu clan!" Crow did not hide her true identity.

"Oh?" Amu couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart when he heard this. Amu doesn't know much about the demon clan in Chongling, but the identity of the daughter of the king of the Wu clan is by no means ordinary.

"No one but me knows about what you told me! Childe, don't worry! Raven won't tell anyone, not even the nearest clansmen. The raven said softly. She knew that her true identity must have made Amu a little scrupled, so she hurriedly added.

Now, Ya'er is probably the person who knows Amu's secret the most on this shijie. Demon coffins, nine coffins, hell, the gate of burial of the ancients, the inheritance of the sea, etc., these secrets and unsolved mysteries, any one of them is terrifying.

Hearing Ya'er say this, Amu smiled and nodded, in fact, in the moment just now, he was really a little worried, but after thinking about it, Ya'er is definitely trustworthy.

Seventeen years, if she wants to do something, there are too many opportunities. The demon clan that is separated from the upper realm also has too many means.

"Childe, you've woken up from your dream!Now, what are your plans?" the crow looked at Amu's angular face under the moonlight.

Crows know Amu's story, and naturally they know Amu's extraordinary.

When he woke up from his dream, Amu would never sit here again. Amu's immortal road must be very long, very long!