Blood Youth.
Blood Youth... Are you there?
A barely perceptible voice sounded in the ear of the Blood Youth.
"Who?"
The Blood Youth asked cautiously in a low voice.
At this moment, she was still kneeling on the ground—
In the depths of the Wheel of All Evils, on the ground before the "ruins," silently guarding Wu Xiaode.
Wu Xiaode was still asleep.
As soon as the voice appeared, she was already on full alert, holding Wu Xiaode tightly, ready to wake him or flee at any moment.
The voice sounded again:
"Do not be afraid, do not do anything that might alert other Evil Demons, listen to me quietly."
"I am the Holy Spirit that escaped from Wu Xiaode's dream."
The Blood Youth felt an endless array of images appear before her eyes.
Everything Wu Xiaode experienced in his dream, she saw clearly.
Until the rag doll self-immolated and destroyed itself.
"Are you that rag doll?"
The Blood Youth asked.
"That's right, it's me," the voice said.
