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Chapter 4393: 5.0145 Dream Realm 1

Sikong Fuling's jaw nearly dropped. How could this Crown Prince Mo be even more shameless than he was on Skeleton Star?

Publicly flaunting your affection like this in front of me, who are you trying to spite?

"You two, wait!!" Sikong Fuling suddenly remembered something. She scrutinized them both, her gaze oddly peculiar.

"You, how, how is that possible?"

Embracing each other?

Strictly speaking, this was within Qiao Mu's dream. How could Crown Prince Mo, an external spiritual consciousness, embrace Qiao Mu's soul body?

She needed to calm down, breathe in, breathe out, then breathe in again, composing herself.

Sikong Fuling glared, seeing the two clinging to each other. She couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. "Aren't you leaving yet? Look at this stoic face; she's created so much miasma here, now even the exit is nowhere to be found."

Mo Lian, holding his wife, turned to glare at Sikong Fuling. "You truly had ill intentions."

Just now, he had clearly embraced Qiaoqiao, and in an instant, the scenery before them shifted.

It must have been disturbed by Sikong Fuling's flute music, which inexplicably separated them.

Sikong Fuling, of course, couldn't admit it. She said with a cold face and angry tone, "That's not because this stoic face is overly cautious. Whose dream has mist so thick it obscures even the path?"

As she spoke, she felt something bump her back.

Sikong Fuling was startled. She gripped the Nightmare Demon Flute in her hand and spun around sharply. "Who?"

This stoic face must be trying to trick someone again!

"Ah, I'm sorry, Miss Sikong. Did I accidentally hurt you?" Mu Xingchen's voice drifted into her ears through the dense mist.

Sikong Fuling gritted her teeth in anger, thinking: This stoic face, that troublemaker, made her standing ground especially foggy and widespread. Mu Xingchen has already reached her back, yet she only just now realized it.

"Why are you here?"

"I saw a long time had passed, and neither you nor Mo Lian returned, so I impatiently followed you into the array..."

Sikong Fuling took two deep breaths. When she turned around, she couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

Mu Xingchen was clearly standing behind her, but through the dense miasma, she couldn't even see a shadow.

Sikong Fuling could only continue playing the flute to find her way, occasionally speaking. She said to Mu Xingchen expressionlessly, "Don't say I didn't warn you. Your sister, this troublemaker, has made her dream chaotic and scattered. If you don't obediently follow my flute music, and can't find your way out, you'll be permanently locked in your sister's dream."

Mu Xingchen quickly said, "Miss Sikong, don't worry, I've been following right behind you."

"May I ask where my sister and brother-in-law have gone?"

"How should I know!" Sikong Fuling snapped at him impatiently.

If she knew, would she still be wasting time dawdling here with him?

Just in the moment she was talking to Mu Xingchen, Qiao Mu and Mo Lian had both disappeared.

Sikong Fuling had an impulse to rush over, grab that stoic face, and beat her to death!

[I must be absolutely crazy to get involved in such a messy situation, ahhh!]

"Quickly, move!" Sikong Fuling's flute music paused slightly, then she noticed the surrounding dense mist surged towards them.

So, how could she dare to stop playing? She continued to use the Nightmare Demon Flute to search for an exit, secretly cursing Qiao Mu in her heart for being such a troublemaker and causing such trouble!

Why did she do it?

Wouldn't it be better for her, a mere bystander, to just watch the show and eat her melon seeds?