In the dream, Xiao Ling and his concubine, who looked exactly like Lin Haiwen, were having an unscrupulous and romantic relationship, and the woman was trying her best to please him, and her sultry moans filled the whole glorious palace.

At some point, there was another person beside them. She was a woman. She was wearing a police uniform. She had a heroic appearance, a charming face, long flowing hair, and a beautiful face. This woman was Lin Haiwen.

She couldn't see a single trace of them, and the two people were letting loose and unscrupulously in the main hall. Their eyes were full of regret, and they suddenly sighed sadly and shook their heads regretfully.

Xiao Ling in the dream heard this heart-wrenching sigh and stopped moving on his concubine. He turned his head and saw Lin Haiwen's face clearly. His whole body was shocked. When he opened his eyes, he felt incredible.

.This woman who appeared at an unknown time actually has a face exactly like his beloved concubine!

Lin Haiwen's eyes were full of mist and she was about to cry. It was so touching and pitiful. Xiao Ling, who was lost in a dreamy dream, suddenly felt a throbbing pain in her heart.

Lin Haiwen's eyes were blurred with tears, and she choked with sobs: "You are still refusing to wake up, is it because you are addicted to this illusory pleasure of sex and can't extricate yourself?"

Xiao Ling's eyes turned cold and she said in a deep voice: "Who are you? How did you come here? Why did you come here?"

Lin Haiwen staggered, her face turned pale, and her voice trembled along with her body: "You...you don't recognize me?"

Xiao Ling suddenly became suspicious, his eyes were deep and sharp, and he stared at Lin Haiwen, as if he wanted to see through her. There was a hint of curiosity in his suspicious eyes: "Have we ever known each other? Who are you? Why?

Say something like this?"

Lin Haiwen was heartbroken and unwilling, so she smiled bitterly and said: "Who am I? Ask yourself, ask your own heart, and see if you know who I am."

Led by her words, Xiao Ling fell into deep thought. Her sharp eyes calmed down, and she stopped talking, as if she was really "asking herself".

The woman who looked exactly like Lin Haiwen in the dream quickly shook Xiao Ling out of her reverie, pointed at Lin Haiwen and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, do I need to ask more about this matter? She is clearly a witch with ulterior motives who became a concubine.

She is here to confuse Your Majesty, Your Majesty must not be deceived by her, kill her quickly to avoid future troubles."

"Demon girl? Your Majesty?" Lin Haiwen sneered and laughed, "You are the one who complained first. You have transcended this illusion. Do you want to keep him here forever? Or do you want to confuse his mind and make him listen to your mercy?

Under your control?"

The woman cried pitifully to Xiao Ling: "Your Majesty, look, she slanders me so much, you must make the decision for me."

Xiao Ling looked at her face full of tears, then turned to look at Lin Haiwen, with cold and stern eyes, and shouted softly: "Who are you and what do you want to do here? If you don't tell me honestly, don't blame me for being rude to you!

"

The corner of Lin Haiwen's mouth raised, as cold as a knife: "Your Majesty? I? Do you also have the same dream of being an emperor in your heart? With your personality, you became the emperor, but you didn't have three thousand beauties in the harem, but just her alone? She,

Is it worth this?"

In fact, Lin Haiwen knew that although Xiao Ling was unconscious now and did not recognize her, he still doted on this woman who looked exactly like her. Because in his subconscious, the woman in the dream was her in reality. In

Here, she saw how important she was to him, but it was also because of her that he would rather stay drunk. She really didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.

When the woman under Xiao Ling heard this, she coquettishly said to Xiao Ling, "Your Majesty, listen, this enchantress is so disrespectful to you and so rude to my concubines. How can you tolerate her going on any more?"

?Hurry up and kill her, lest she stop talking nonsense and slandering my concubine."

Xiao Ling's eyes were cold and locked on Lin Haiwen. Lin Haiwen was not afraid at all. She did not retreat but advanced. As she walked, she said: "She said I am a witch, so I am a witch. I am a vixen, your little fox, don't you remember?"

"

A trace of confusion flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes.

Lin Haiwen walked up to him and said softly: "Since you have forgotten everything, then I will help you get those memories back." After that, she leaned over and kissed Xiao Ling gently.

's lips.

This smell had a familiar feeling. This was the first thought that flashed through Xiao Ling's mind. This kiss made him nostalgic and greedy. It made him forget about the woman under him and instead hugged Lin Haiwen.

, responded to her kiss.

It seemed that something had been broken. As the kiss deepened, Xiao Ling's long black hair began to change into his real-life hairstyle. It seemed that a membrane had been punctured, and some messy memory fragments came one after another, flooding into his brain.

In Xiao Ling's mind.

His originally confused eyes began to show signs of struggle, struggling between sobriety and addiction.

The woman was naked, hugging Xiao Ling, kissing his cheek, biting his ear, and said softly and coquettishly: "Your Majesty, you said that you will never dislike me, and I am the only one in your heart."

, but why are you flirting with other women in front of my concubine? Do you dislike my concubine's old age and want to abandon me and favor this witch?"

Xiao Ling screamed suddenly, pushed the two women around him away, covered his head, screamed loudly, his face was twisted, and he was sweating. He was obviously suffering from great pain. Two consciousnesses were rushing through his mind.

The struggle for dominance made him heartbroken and miserable.

His hairstyle is back to the way it was in the dream!

Although Lin Haiwen felt distressed, she knew that this was the best time to wake him up, so she couldn't be soft-hearted. If she was soft-hearted, he would be doomed: "Wake up quickly, everything you see is fake, it's just

Fantasy. The woman you have favored for ten years actually does not exist at all. She is just thinking about evil thoughts. All this is caused by your evil heart. Everything you see

, everything you have experienced is just the demonic appearance externalized by your demonic heart. The throne and concubines are all fake and do not exist. These are just the means used by your demonic heart to control you. You

Don't be stubborn anymore, wake up quickly, there are still many people waiting for you to wake up, you no longer need to cocoon yourself and make them worry about you and sad for you."

"Ah..." Her words hit Xiao Ling's heart hard every word, intensifying his pain. His consciousness struggled even more fiercely between sobriety and addiction. At this moment, his painful screams echoed in Lin Hai's eyes.

Wen heard the sound, which was really heartbreaking and tearful. As soon as her nose became sore and her eyes became red, tears welled up in her heart.

The woman possessed by his demonic heart was shocked when she saw this, and quickly said to Xiao Ling: "Your Majesty, she is indeed a witch. Your Majesty's body is always in good health. When she comes, your Majesty becomes unwell. Don't listen to her witchy words anymore."

Lord, kill this witch quickly, kill her, and you will no longer suffer."

"Ah!" Xiao Ling screamed loudly, waved his hands, roared and strode up to Lin Haiwen, raised his right hand, and slapped it down with one palm, and she would truly die, and there would be no chance of a better life.

possible.

Tears that had been swirling in Lin Haiwen's eyes burst out of her eyes, and she asked with a sad smile: "Are you really going to kill me?"

These two lines of tears made Xiao Ling's heart ache, and a feeling of pity and reluctance arose spontaneously. His hand instead caught the two drops of her bitter tears, and he was stunned when he looked at the water drops in his palms.

.

Lin Haiwen had a poignant and moving smile on her face, she cried blood, and her words were heartbreaking: "This is my last thought. You managed to save it. I struggled for countless days and nights, and finally entered this illusion."

Illusion, do you want to kill me now? Do you want to personally destroy the shred of thought that you have tried so hard to preserve? Do you want to kill me completely? Can you do it?"

Xiao Ling's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at the face blurred by tears in front of him, and his heart tightened. He was originally naked with long hair tied up, but suddenly changed into what he looked like in reality, with short hair and casual clothes. He

He threw his arms around Lin Haiwen and held her in his arms. He was so heartbroken that he burst into tears and said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I scared you, right? It's my fault, it's my fault, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Lin Haiwen hugged him back, fell into his arms, and burst into tears. Xiao Ling hugged her tightly and said softly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't give up on myself like this and make you worry. Don't worry, I won't

How can I be willing to hurt you? I won't let anyone hurt you." As he said this, he turned back and looked coldly at the naked woman who had transformed into a demon, with murderous intent emerging.

This sharp look made her tremble with fear. She knew that she had failed and was defeated by the word "love".

"Wait for me, I'll be back with you right away." Xiao Ling whispered in Lin Haiwen's ear, let go of her delicate body, strode up to the demon-looking woman, summoned the Xihe Sword, pointed at her throat,

Just send her forward and she will disappear into thin air.

"Are you able to do this?" The devil-like woman faced his murderous intention without any fear, "I have been with you for ten years, and you have not cared about the ten years of love at all? Are you really a murderer?

A stone-hearted person?"

"Ten years of love?" Xiao Ling sneered, "Do you think a mere demon can trap me with love as a yoke?"

"Didn't you realize that I look exactly the same as her?" The devil-like woman raised her eyebrows at Lin Haiwen and smiled in a strange way.

Xiao Ling turned around, looked at Lin Haiwen, and then at the devil-like woman, her face suddenly changed, and she was unsure.

"I am her. I was born from her resentment. She and I are one and the same. If you kill me, you are killing her. If you can do it, you can kill me. Do it. Kill me.

"The devil-like woman had a dangerous look on her face, roaring loudly and softly, and every word penetrated into her heart.

Xiao Ling's expression suddenly changed. If what she said was true, wouldn't he cut off the last trace of Lin Haiwen's consciousness and cut off her last trace of life? This was definitely not what he wanted. He couldn't accept this.

the result.
Chapter completed!