Shen Zhuo's mind went blank for a moment, his heart was beating wildly, and it felt like a hot flame was burning in his chest.

He lowered his head and gazed, and even though it was raining heavily, he could still see his own figure in her clear eyes.

The originally obscure and complicated gaze changed in an instant, like the sun clearing up after the rain, revealing a bright color, and the mind became completely clear.

Same scene, same rain, same broken engagement, but different results.

He fell asleep, and this was his dream.

Before falling asleep, he knew that this was a dream woven by the Dreamweaver, and the fear, pain and unwillingness in the dreamer's heart would be evoked and experienced repeatedly.

He thought he would not be trapped in the dream, but seeing the past scenes, his hatred and murderous intent were still brought out.

He was drowning in pain and despair, and killed many deserving people in his dreams, with his hands covered in blood. However, he unexpectedly saw her after killing her to death.

At that moment, his mind became clearer, but he was still dragged into another unwilling dream.

There was a voice in his heart telling him that she wanted to break off the engagement with him, so why would he come to find her? She was fake, just like she was fake when she said she liked him.

The dream disturbed his mind, making him unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood. It told him again and again that she didn't like him and wanted to break off the engagement with him, breaking his heart.

Just when he was about to collapse in despair, he heard her say - I've begun to like you.

It was these words that brought back his last bit of sanity and pulled him out of the deep dream.

Although he had realized by then that she was not the one created in his dream, but that she had entered his dream and came to his dream to find him, he still couldn't help but ask her self-deprecatingly how long she wanted to deceive him.

This was the question he wanted to know in the first place. He was afraid that one day she would suddenly not want to act with him anymore, so he took the opportunity in his dream to ask her.

He also knew that in order to wake him up, she would continue to say that she loved him and try to make him believe her, but he never expected that she would actually take the initiative to kiss him.

If we talk about the last time, he was still hiding his thoughts and pretended to touch her lips accidentally by giving her medicine.

This time, it was no longer a vague touch, but a real kiss, even if it was just a kiss of touch.

At this moment, her scent still lingered on his lips, and the soft touch was extinguishing his reason.

The words she just said echoed in my ears again and again - If I didn’t really like you, I wouldn’t kiss you... I just want you to be my Taoist partner, okay?

Is it good? Of course it is good.

Even though her words were meant to wake him up from his dream, he took them seriously.

The system saw Yu Xingwu eating meat for the first time and felt that it was not enough. It was not that he wanted to see something with some color, but it was not satisfying to just kiss her.

Assist with all your strength: "Host, look, the evil spirit on your fiancé is dissipating. Host, give him another kiss, it will surely wake him up! If he doesn't wake up, I'll do it for him!"

Yu Xingwu looked at the system as if it were a fool, wanting to know how the system worked.

But that's not right. After all, Shen Zhuo is her nominal Taoist partner. Why would a dog system come here? He, a system, actually wants to snatch meat from her. There's no way he can do that!

Then he pulled down Shen Zhuo's neck and his eyes fell on his lips.

His lips are in great shape, red without any makeup, and are especially soft when kissed, making one want to kiss him again.

She moved closer again, their breaths blending together, no longer just lightly touching the water, but trying to pry open his lips.

It seemed like something exploded in Shen Zhuo's brain.

He lowered his head, held Yu Xingwu's cheeks, and kissed her back uncontrollably, turning from passive to active, with love surging in his heart.

Yu Xingwu was a little confused, her mind went blank for a moment, and it seemed as if all the strength in her body was drained away, and her legs felt a little weak.

This kiss... was different from what she had imagined...

Sometimes crazy and strong, sometimes gentle and lingering.

When she was out of breath, he would give her a break to breathe and then continue kissing her.

Over and over again, it was as if teaching her how to breathe while kissing.

But she didn't understand, and after a long time she still couldn't breathe. When she gasped for breath again, she avoided his kiss and covered her mouth with her hand.

She stared at him with some resentment in her eyes.

[I didn't intend to kiss like this, how come it got out of control! Also, who is kissing who? And they kissed for so long, my mouth is about to swell! ]

Shen Zhuo: "..." It's about to get swollen, but it's not swollen yet.

I knew that you kissed me to wake me up, but I still kissed you again and again. I was out of control and couldn't suppress my emotions.

After a look at each other, Yu Xingwu put her hand down when she saw that Shen Zhuo had no intention of kissing her again. Her face felt a little hot, and the words she said seemed to carry his breath.

"Brother, you should believe me now, right? I really like you, I'm not pretending, and I don't want to break off the engagement with you!"

Shen Zhuo remained silent, placed his fingertips on Yu Xingwu's lips, and gently wiped away the water on her lips.

He looked straight at her, and said in a low, hoarse voice with undissipated passion: "One kiss is not enough for me to believe you."

Yu Xingwu: "..."

[No, you told me this is a kiss?! Do you know how to count?]

Shen Zhuo: No, and I don’t want to.

Yu Xingwu didn't bother with someone who wasn't sober, and smiled: "Then why don't you tell me, Senior Brother, how can you believe that I'm not pretending to be you!"

[Tell me, let's see what ivory you can spit out. If you dare to talk about dual cultivation, I, I, I definitely can't agree to it now! Who knows if that dream weaving beast is watching in secret! ]

[No, I can't agree even if you don't see me! Ahhh, what am I thinking! ]

Shen Zhuo was amused by Yu Xingwu's inner voice, but he held back his laughter and still looked indifferent.

He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he had already made a decision. His heart could no longer calm down, but he said calmly: "Make a spiritual contract with me, and I will believe that you are not playing me."

Yu Xingwu was stunned, her system twisted into a maggot and screamed: "Ahhhh! Soul Contract! He wants to form a soul contract with you! Otherwise, I will turn into ashes, and the host will throw me away to help you out!"

Yu Xingwu was still confused, and murmured: "Spiritual contract, what kind of spiritual contract is it?"

After saying this, even she herself felt that she was asking a question even though she already knew the answer.

Shen Zhuo approached and said in a bewitching voice: "Spiritual Contract, also known as Taoist Companion Contract, is a contract that can only be made between Taoist Companions."

System: "Yes, yes, yes! Your fiancé is right! When Taoist couples hold the marriage ceremony, they will form a spiritual bond!"

"After forming a spiritual bond, you can sense the other person's presence and freely enter and exit the forbidden barrier set up by the other person. In short, it is a symbol of an intimate relationship!"

"Host, please agree to him! Once the spiritual contract is concluded, he will definitely believe that you are not pretending to be him. Then the knot in his heart will be untied! We can go find the Dream Weaver Beast!"

"And the host doesn't need to worry about it. This is a dream created by the Dreamweaver. It's a dream! It's not a real spiritual contract."

After hearing what the system said, Yu Xingwu came back to her senses.

Yes! This is a dream, and everything in the dream is not real.

There shouldn't be anything wrong with forming a spiritual contract.

"Okay! I will form a spiritual bond with my senior brother!"

Shen Zhuo frowned slightly. He knew that this was just a dream, so he asked her to form a spiritual contract with him.

In this way, even if she leaves him one day after leaving the dream, he will have fewer regrets since he had formed a spiritual bond with her in the dream.

Leaning closer, his voice was filled with joy: "Give me a drop of your blood."