"Chen Hao, save me!"
"Chen Hao, save me!"
..
"Yuqiao!" After a cry of alarm, Chen Hao woke up from his dream. When he woke, he found that his body was covered in cold sweat.
He had that nightmare again: Ye Yuqiao was surrounded by flames, then crying out to him for help.
After gasping for air a few times, he got out of bed, walked out of the tent, and found that the sun was already high in the sky.
Because winter was approaching, even with the sun high above, the chilly mountain breeze couldn't dispel the coldness in the air.
He really wanted to send a secret message to Ye Yuqiao at that moment, to tell her he had that nightmare again. However, thinking that Ye Yuqiao would surely persuade him it was just a dream, he gave up the idea.
With Ye Yuqiao absent and Zhou Ke having left with fifty thousand soldiers, the Huiyin Mountains were very quiet, so quiet that he felt bored.