In the bedroom by Mirror Lake.
Taibai's incarnation was gently stroking the smooth back of his Taoist partner, as if soothing her to sleep.
In the floating orb of light before his eyes, images from Huang Wu's dreams played continuously.
However, as the little ghost girl took her seventh step on Butterfly Bridge, the orb of light suddenly darkened, as if it had been severely disrupted, no longer displaying any images.
"Hmm? Something's gone wrong!"
His sharp eyebrows furrowed suddenly.
At the same time, he clearly felt Huang Wu's body tremble abruptly, her eyelashes quivering slightly, yet she did not awaken.
Reaching his hand under the moon-white silk robe, he found her porcelain-like skin now drenched with a cold, slippery sweat.
Both her hands and feet were also ice cold.
"In a dream realm, distance is not an issue, going to the ends of the earth is no different from stepping next door.
But she just entered reality, and immediately anomalies appeared.
