Hua Yanyue pursed her lips, her eyes slightly cold, "How do you know that Master's consciousness has weakened in the past few days?"

When Nightmare heard this, he snorted, "Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Qinglian is the greatest enemy of our demon clan, so we must thoroughly investigate the enemy's situation."

"It's better this way... If you dare to hurt Master, I won't let you go." Hua Yanyue curled her lips in a charming smile, her words cruel and cunning.

When Nightmare heard this, he was furious. "What's the harm? That crazy woman, no one can beat her now! She even killed one of my clones last time, who can hurt her!"

"Oh~ So...it turns out that you brought me to Master's sea of ​​consciousness just to let me see what you wanted me to know, and then encourage me to become a demon?" Hua Yanyue crossed her arms and sneered at him.

Nightmare was silent for a moment, then sputtered, "Yes! That's right! Just tell me whether you want to watch it or not!"

This brat is really scheming. Two out of three sentences he says are setting traps.

"Where?"

"Come this way. Do you see that locked up sea of ​​consciousness? It's right there."

Hua Yanyue followed Mengyao to a corner in the sea of ​​consciousness and then stopped.

He looked at the blurry sea of ​​consciousness and the blocked memories in front of him, and his eyes darkened.

He raised his eyes and looked to the side again, where scenes of himself and his master interacting were flashing by.

There are many others, the first uncle, the second uncle, the third uncle...

Including Cang Ming...

Every memory has one.

Only this place is locked.

"Your master is not on guard against you. You can see it just by putting your hand on it. Although you can't see too much, it's enough to get a general idea. Once you're done, leave quickly to avoid being discovered by Qinglian." Nightmare said hurriedly, his eyes still watching around vigilantly.

Hua Yanyue raised his hand and gently placed it on the blocked sea of ​​memory. The vague memory appeared clearly in his mind.

"Sixiao, I'm hungry."

Shen Yushu touched her belly and spoke. At this time, Shen Yushu was not very old, and seemed to be only five or six years old.

Next to her stood a man dressed in white, with a cool and noble temperament, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Hua Yanyue.

"Shu'er, just be patient. When the time comes, I'll take you to eat something delicious." He touched her head with a doting look, and his cold eyes had a little more warmth.

"Sixiao, do you really have to send me away?" Shen Yushu lowered his head, his little face full of disappointment.

"Of course, I'll accompany you," he said.