novelbin Chapter 1700: Had a Nightmare
Chapter 1700: Had a Nightmare
He had thought she would sleep peacefully and soundly through the night, but after an hour, Little Taotie suddenly kicked off the quilt, her little hands flailing as if she were fighting something in her dreams.
In the dream, she was back inside the Ancient Pagoda. This time Feng Qi did not come out to save her. She was entangled by vines, which had already wrapped around her neck.
Hua Jinyan looked at her worriedly, and saw her reach up to protect her neck, as if someone were strangling her. Her complexion had turned a dark purplish liver color.
"Wake up, are you having a nightmare? Wake up..."
Hua Jinyan’s calls had absolutely no effect.
Little Taotie was immersed in the dream, it felt that real.
Her breathing grew more and more difficult, and outside the dream, Little Taotie’s breathing also became labored and weak.
The vines were tightening around her neck.
In reality, her hands shifted from shielding her neck to actually strangling herself.
Hua Jinyan felt that something was wrong; this should not be just a simple dream.
His gaze fell on the pair of Horse-Faced Bells still tied around Little Taotie’s waist as she slept.
One of the Horse-Faced Bells moved ever so slightly. The movement was so faint as to be almost unnoticeable, yet Hua Jinyan still keenly sensed it.
This was the Horse-Faced Bell that held the dead branch.
In the Ancient Pagoda, that dead branch had been able to use the Illusionary Realm to harm people; now it was definitely using some method to harm Little Taotie through her dream!
Hua Jinyan reached out, intending to unfasten the Bell, when Feng Qi drifted out from the other Bell.
Feng Qi stopped his movement. "Little Taotie needs tempering. I can’t stay by her side forever. In today’s Ancient Pagoda, if I hadn’t appeared, she would have become the fourth corpse."
"She can’t breathe anymore!"
"I know what I’m doing. She can still hold on a bit longer. Let her give it a try."
Hua Jinyan’s outstretched hand wavered, still seeming inclined to unfasten the Horse-Faced Bell.
Feng Qi sighed. "Hua Jinyan, this is only a dream."
"Didn’t you see she’s strangling herself right now?"
"The moment before she’s strangled to death, she’ll wake up. Of course, what I hope is that she doesn’t wait until the last possible second, but that she can distinguish for herself what in the dream is real and what is false."
"I can’t accept her suffering."
"If you take it off, yes, you’ll stop her from suffering today. But what about tomorrow, the day after? Can you guarantee you’ll be at her side every second, never leaving her shadow? And even if you are always at her side, never leaving her shadow, can you guarantee there won’t be someone stronger than you, who, right in front of your eyes, makes you watch helplessly as she’s tormented?"
Back then, even the War God couldn’t protect her.
And now you, a mere mortal who may or may not be a split soul of the War God or his reincarnation, can you truly keep her safe?
Feng Qi gave a bitter little laugh and shook his head. "Hua Jinyan, she has to grow on her own. She doesn’t need anyone’s shelter. She can become her own umbrella."
If the War God back then had possessed such awareness, maybe things would have ended differently, right?
With that sigh in his heart, Feng Qi looked at Hua Jinyan seriously. "Letting her grow by herself is what truly benefits her."
Hua Jinyan pressed his lips together, his expression extremely complicated.
Little Taotie was immersed in the dream, it felt that real.
Her breathing grew more and more difficult, and outside the dream, Little Taotie’s breathing also became labored and weak.
The vines were tightening around her neck.
In reality, her hands shifted from shielding her neck to actually strangling herself.
Hua Jinyan felt that something was wrong; this should not be just a simple dream.
His gaze fell on the pair of Horse-Faced Bells still tied around Little Taotie’s waist as she slept.