Chapter 1979: The Hometown of Nightmares

"Ahem..." The old man coughed violently. He paused slightly to pant, and his body looked very weak.

"Old man, are you okay?" Su Zimo asked with concern.

"It's okay. I've been waiting for you for too long. My body is getting worse every day. If you don't come, I will die." The old man glanced at Su Zimo with a faint look, said nothing, and continued walking inside. .

"Wait for me?" Su Zimo was shocked and in disbelief.

What was he waiting for her to do?

She will never have anything to do with him for eight lifetimes!

Mu Yunxuan also felt strange, but he could only solve all the puzzles by following the old man.

After walking for a long time, the old man led them to a secret room.

The secret room was made of bluestone and was cleaned very clean.

Suddenly, the portrait on the stone wall shocked Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan!

"Mo'er, why are all your portraits here?"

"Yunxuan, are you sure the person in this portrait is me?" Su Zimo looked at the portrait and saw that he looked very similar to her, but his dressing style and bun were not similar to hers at all.

"Yun Xuan, this is not me, it's Jian Mo." It was pretty much what she had guessed.

When Mu Yunxuan mentioned Jian Mo, he would think of nightmares. His father-in-law said that nightmares would not appear in their lives. So what's going on?

"She is indeed Jian Mo, the most beloved woman of our Nightmare Clan's King."

"Nightmare." When Su Zimo heard this, her heart ached.

"This is the hometown of our king. When he died, this place was defeated." The old man explained from the side.

"But this place is far away from the Warcraft Continent, the hometown of Nightmare. Why is it here?" Su Zimo couldn't figure it out.

"The Warcraft Continent is huge, and its tail is connected to Nightmare City." The old man said quietly.

He sat on the chair beside him, his thin figure like a candle in the wind.

"But Nightmare has already solved the blue haze in the Warcraft Continent, why isn't it here yet?" She couldn't figure out why Jian Mo's portrait appeared here. Nightmare had never brought Jian Mo here.

"Our king is the most powerful king in the world. If it weren't for you, how could our prosperous nightmare city become a lifeless and lonely city? Of course, you are no longer the Jian Mo you used to be. Although our king is dead, , but his soul was shattered and scattered everywhere. No matter whether he was reborn or not, there will always be a woman named Jian Mo in his memory. After you died, some of his souls entered various continents and waited. You are reborn, but it seems that he has waited." The old man looked deeply at Mu Yunxuan.

"Half of the soul is in you."

"Why is this happening?" She thought that that time was the last time she saw the nightmare. She thought that the nightmare had long since disappeared into ashes.

No matter how deep Nightmare's love is for Jian Mo, or how much love Jian Mo has for Nightmare, that happened in the last life.

Because of Jian Mo, she believed in reincarnation, but that didn't mean that she liked Jian Mo's nightmare appearing in her current life.

"Because you are her favorite woman. For this love and for your future lives, it will definitely be beneficial and harmless to you to gather the king's soul." The old man looked at Su Zimo with pleading eyes. .

"Do you mean that as long as we gather the souls of nightmares, Mo'er and I can be together for the rest of our lives?" Mu Yunxuan asked excitedly.