Chang Ming pushed open the door, the cold air hit his face, instantly blew out the candles in the room, and also made the dog sneezed, when he wanted to jump out of bed to follow Chang Ming, the other party was silent disappears through the door.

The snow in the yard is getting bigger and bigger, and it has already been covered in a thick layer, and ordinary people can sink half of their feet when stepping on it.

But Chang Ming's steps landed on it without even leaving a mark.

There was a faint noise coming from the front of the inn, it was the guests who couldn't sleep gathered in the hall to inquire about the news.

In contrast, the front yard where old He's father and daughter lived seemed unusually quiet.

Several guards were also in the wing rooms on the left and right sides of the front yard, but they were all silent, maybe they were all fast asleep, and they didn't even hear the scream.

Chang Ming came outside the wing.

As soon as he raised his hand, there was a coughing sound from inside.

Once, twice, low and rough.

"Old He." Chang Ming said.

The people inside paused: "Is it Mr. Jiufang? Why are you outside?"

Chang Ming: "Did you hear a scream just now?"

Lao He: "No, I slept too deeply, and I was woken up by my own cough, would you like to come in and have a sit?"

After finishing speaking, he lifted the quilt and got up, and there was the sound of putting on shoes on the bed.

"No, you continue to rest, I'll come over and ask, if you have nothing to do, don't go wandering outside, wait until the sky is completely bright."

Old He repeatedly responded, and asked if something happened outside, Chang Ming dismissed him with one word, turned and left.

After a while in the room, it seemed to be quiet again, quietly.

Changming went and returned.

He did not follow the original path to the outside of the house, but lightly landed on the roof, at the corner of the roof ridge, bent down to lift a piece of roof tiles, and moved the gap to prevent the wind and snow from seeping in.

The room is very dark, but Chang Ming can see the general idea.

Old He was lying flat on the bed, with a quilt under his neck, his breathing was steady and undulating, and there seemed to be no abnormalities.

But on the other side close to the inside, there is a faint shadow covering half of the body. At first glance, it looks like a shadow falling from a veil, but it is thicker than the shadow, and it even flows slowly.

No need to look closely, the sword in the sea of ​​consciousness is already clanging, eager to try.

Sword out.

He recited the sword formula silently, and a golden light flashed in front of his eyes. The Changming Sword escaped and flew into the house. It clung firmly to the shadow beside Lao He, not giving the opponent a chance to escape, and the shadow mourned. Howling, desperately struggling, but to no avail, the strength gradually weakened.

Chang Ming stretched out his hand, and the shadow couldn't resist being pulled up and grabbed by him. The upper body was vaguely human-shaped, but there were no facial features, and the shadow was mixed with blood.

This is a nightmare.

Most of the memory is lost, but the answer pops out of my mind unexpectedly.

Chang Ming didn't delve into it. In Yun Weisi's few words, he vaguely knew that he was a very powerful person in the past.

Since it is powerful, it is not surprising to know more.

Dream monsters are not monsters, but more ghosts.

This kind of spirit is good at grasping the weakness of people's hearts, entering the dream state to control human nature, so as to eat away the soul little by little and strengthen themselves.

Looking at Lao He's appearance, it is estimated that the Dream Demon was smashed by Chang Ming before he could make a move.

Chang Ming woke people up.

Lao He slept deeper than ever, and when he woke up he felt sore all over his body, as if many years had passed, and even his body exuded a stale breath.

Hearing someone calling his name all the time, he managed to open his eyes, and saw a drowsy person standing in front of the bed, and couldn't help being startled.

"Save... you, you!"

The man stretched out his hand and clicked between his eyebrows, and Old He was shocked, his eyes widened, and he could vaguely see the outline.

"Mr. Jiufang?!"

"It's inconvenient for you to hold the lamp first."

Old He was full of doubts, wrapped in his clothes and tremblingly lit the candle.

The warmth of the candlelight neutralized the coldness in the room, and let Lao He see what kind of inconvenience Chang Ming was.

Old He stared wide-eyed, looking at the struggling shadow in the opponent's hand, he couldn't help taking two or three steps back.

"Then, what is that!"

"Dream Demon, who changes human form and eats people's hearts. It is very difficult to kill, and it will escape once it is released." Chang Ming looked around and pointed to the only vase in the house that was used as a decoration, "You bring that."

The vase is clumsy and rough, and it is impossible to put a good decoration in the inn. If the guest walks along or steals the dragon, the loss will not be worth the loss. This kind of vase would not be glanced at by anyone on weekdays, but at this moment he is holding it carefully The bottle, pass it to Chang Ming.

Chang Ming signaled him to hold it like this.

"Hold on, don't fall."

Before Lao He could react, he saw that the other party picked up the black shadow and thrust it towards him.

The bottle sank, but it didn't fall to the ground, and Lao He was sunk by the sudden weight. Chang Ming had already taken the vase, and plugged the bottle mouth with something, completely blocking the dream demon's way of life.

The most urgent task is not to deal with the succubus, but to find out if the succubus has any accomplices.

When the screams sounded, Lao He, not only him, but also his daughter and guards remained silent and did not respond, which was very unusual in itself.

"Miss He is in the back room?" Chang Ming asked.

Lao He has not yet come to his senses, hearing the words is like waking up from a dream.

"Yes, Ah Ling!"

He didn't care to put on his shoes, he stumbled and followed Chang Ming into the back room.

"Daddy?"

Because the weather was too cold, the little girl fell asleep with her clothes on, and sat up with a quilt, bleary-eyed.

At her age, she was supposed to see no evil from outsiders, but when the incident happened suddenly, Lao He rushed in with Chang Ming without thinking too much.

"Are you OK?"

Miss He shook her head and rubbed her eyes.

"What happened to dad and sir?"

"It's not peaceful outside, Dad is worried about you." Old He managed to calm down, "Did you hear anything just now?"

"It seemed like someone was screaming, but I couldn't tell if it was a dream or a real person, I was in a daze."

Miss He wanted to get up, but was stopped by Lao He.

"Sleep in your bed, Dad and Mr. go outside to have a look, if you need anything, just shout, we will be there right away."

The little girl nodded obediently, and said considerately: "It's cold, Dad, you should dress warmer when you go out."

Lao He comforted his daughter for being sensible, touched her head, got up and left with Chang Ming.

But it was just such a sentence that made Chang Ming stop.

"Mr. Jiufang?"

Old He turned his head and found that Chang Ming hadn't moved.

Chang Ming said to Miss He: "Say what you said just now."

Both father and daughter are at a loss.

The little girl looked at her father timidly.

Chang Ming suddenly smiled: "Ms. He was pampered and spoiled since she was a child, innocent and mischievous. When encountering this kind of thing, she only cares about whether she can go out to play tomorrow, but her inadvertent thoughtfulness has exposed herself."

Old He was taken aback: "Expose what?"

Chang Ming stepped forward and approached Mrs. He.

"What the **** are you?"

The little girl hugged the quilt tightly and shrank back. No matter how she looked innocent and frightened, she seemed to be frightened by Chang Ming.

Lao He also felt that Chang Ming was overreacting, and his daughter was obviously normal.

"Sir, why don't we go outside first, Chen Shen and the others didn't respond, I'm a little worried..."

As if Chang Ming hadn't heard of it, he made a sudden move, swift as lightning, and grabbed Mrs. He!