Chapter 1187

Qin Tianyue was lying in bed with sweat on her forehead. At this time, she was immersed in a strange and familiar nightmare.

In the dream, there was blood. She pulled out the blood and walked forward. There were corpses everywhere.

In the middle of the body, a man in a black robe turned his back to her. Beside him, a sharp sword was randomly thrown aside. The body of the sword was covered with blood. It can be seen that the massacre just carried out here was done by this man.

Qin Tianyue stretched out her hand to cover her chest. She just felt terrible at seeing this scene. Her eyes kept staring at the man with his back to him and walked towards him.

"Who are you?"

She whispered. The man seemed to hear someone calling him. His originally stiff slender body moved slightly. He slowly turned around. A handsome face like a God appeared in front of Qin Tianyue. The narrow Phoenix eyes on both sides were full of scarlet. Qin Tianyue noticed that the king's breath sent out by the man was full of bloodthirsty evil spirit.

In his arms, a woman in white lay quietly in his arms and was tightly held by him.

The moment he looked back at her, Qin Tianyue was shocked by his familiar face, "ink... To... Deep!"

"Moon, come back!"

The man's Scarlet eyes shed bloody tears, and he called affectionately.

Qin Tianyue was so distressed that he wanted to go towards him, but he found that he couldn't go anywhere.

"Yue'er! Yue'er, wake up! "

A familiar and affectionate voice sounded in his ear. Qin Tianyue's beautiful eyes immediately opened, with residual pain and fear in the bottom of his eyes, and thin sweat on his forehead.

Mo Yishen held Qin Tianyue tightly in his arms. Qin Tianyue stretched out his hand around Mo Yishen's waist, and his soft and hoarse voice sounded, "Mo Yishen, are you calling me?"

In the dream, someone was calling her with eagerness. She couldn't tell whether the person in the dream was calling her or Mo Yishen was calling her.

Mo gently wiped the sweat on Qin Tianyue's forehead with his deep and slender fingers. His eyes were deep and quiet, "have a nightmare?"

As soon as he came in and lay down, he found that she slept uneasily, with a cold sweat on her forehead. She was calling his name, as if she was afraid and could not care about anything else. He left and woke her up.

Qin Tianyue leaned against Mo Yishen's arms and whispered, "I had a terrible dream! You killed a lot of people in your dream! "

Mo hugged Qin Tianyue with his deep eyes and said, "killed a lot of people?!"

Qin Tianyue nodded and recalled the scene in his dream. He suddenly found that there were many things wrong, "no, it seems that... In the dream is not you! Like... "

When she thought about it carefully now, she remembered that the man in her dream was wearing black brocade robes and tied up his black hair. He was an ancient man.

How could she dream of an ancient man who looked similar to Mo Yishen.

Qin Tianyue's face changed slightly when he thought of something.

What is in the dream is the ink depth thousands of years ago, that is, the emperor who won the dynasty won the depth?!

Qin Tianyue thought of it. Obviously, Mo thought of it with the same depth.

"Don't think so much, no matter who we were a thousand years ago, you are Qin Tianyue and I am Mo Yishen after a thousand years, just us!"

Mo hugged Qin Tianyue deeply and said in a deep voice.

Qin Tianyue leaned against his strong chest and nodded, "yes, I'm Qin Tianyue. You're Mo Yishen. Whether we were the two people a thousand years ago or not, it's all over."