Hey, you are reborn too?

"I failed to protect you, and I deserve death!"

General Murong bowed down before Jiang Mian again.

"I deserve death!"

"I deserve death!"

All the generals bowed down.

Jiang Mian's heart skipped a beat, and his body seemed to be pulled by a giant hand, falling down muffledly. The strong feeling of falling woke him up from the nightmare almost instantly.

"Brother Mian, Jiang Wumeng!"

The heart beat again.

Jiang Mian opened his eyes suddenly, his heart beating against his ribs. His vision went dark for a while before it became clear. He took deep breaths like a dying fish desperately craving for air, to relieve the hunger in his lungs.

He took several deep breaths before he finally caught his breath.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Mian raised his eyes slightly and saw the beautiful face of the girl in his dream.

"what……"

Xie Yongwei was hugged by a pair of hands without any explanation. She blinked twice, a little confused.

I just gave him an acupuncture injection. Logically, he should have recovered. Why is he acting so strangely now?

Xie Yongwei frowned slightly, wondering why she and Jiang Mian had nightmares tonight.

No, or rather, why did they fall into illusions so many times?

Xie Yongwei's heart slowly sank, and she remembered the illusion that her master had talked about.

Rumor has it that illusions can be roughly divided into three categories.

For illusions of the third level and above, the caster is not capable enough and has to use incense and candles as a medium to first make the victim's consciousness blurred, then take advantage of the opportunity and make the victim see an illusion.

For a second-class illusion, the caster can cast the spell alone without the aid of any other medium, but the victim must see the caster in person for the illusion to take effect.

The highest level of illusion is that the caster does not need to appear, and the victim is already in the game without knowing it.

I heard that the best illusionists can make their victims see designated illusions. They can even create illusions belonging to other people's memories, so that the victims will be addicted to them forever and can never get out.

Xie Yongwei's breath was caught and her eyes began to search around.

The tip of her nose twitched and her pupils suddenly shrank - when did a soothing fragrance suddenly appear in this room!

Xie Yongwei suddenly pressed her hands on Jiang Mian's chest and tried to turn her head towards the window.

Sure enough, a hole was poked in the window paper at some point, and even now, bursts of white smoke were still coming out of the hole.

Who has such courage?

Xie Yongwei's eyes became gloomy. Fortunately, she had learned a few tricks to deal with illusions from her master, and she also had the habit of taking anti-illusion pills on weekdays. Otherwise, if she was suddenly attacked tonight, she might very well stay in the dream and never wake up!

Xie Yongwei also felt a surge of relief in her heart.

Fortunately, I gave Jiang Mian acupuncture in time and expelled the calming incense from his body, otherwise, he would probably have stayed in the illusion forever and lost himself in the nightmare.

but……

This incense is so ineffective?

Xie Yongwei frowned slightly. She had just given Jiang Mian three injections when he woke up.

Could it be that Jiang Mian is also resistant to illusions?

"Ah Wei," the voice rang in Xie Yongwei's ears, sounding a little aggrieved, "You scared me to death."

Xie Yongwei couldn't help but laugh softly. She felt quite helpless. It was obviously you who scared me.

"Why do you say that?" Xie Yongwei looked up at him. "You were the one who fainted just now. You should have scared me. Why are you putting the blame on me?"

"No matter what," Jiang Mian leaned forward slightly, his chin stuck on Xie Yongwei's shoulder, his voice sounded a little muffled, "It's you, only you."

Xie Yongwei didn't understand what was going on, so she reached out and patted Jiang Mian on the back, thinking that he might be frightened.

I don’t know what the nightmare of this person in front of me is.

Xie Yongwei stared at Jiang Mian's hanging braid in a daze. She unconsciously hooked her fingers around it and slowly circled it.

The black hair was entangled between the fingers, giving a slight sense of restraint. Xie Yongwei's eyes did not move, but her fingers continued to circle unconsciously.

This was a subconscious little action of hers. Every time she saw her hair hanging down, she couldn't help but want to play with it.

There was nothing wrong with this, except that sometimes she would get so engrossed in the fun that she would subconsciously increase the strength of the wrapping until her fingers turned purple.

Once she turned too many circles and her fingers turned blue and black, and her fingertips were numb. She cried and went to Fu Mei, who hurriedly sent for a doctor, and only then did she save those fingers.

Since that incident, Fu Mei has repeatedly warned Xie Yongwei not to wrap her fingers with her hair again!

From then on, Fu Mei would always ask the maidservants around Xie Yongwei to comb up all of Xie Yongwei's hair and tie it up, leaving no loose hair for Xie Yongwei to play with.

Xie Yongwei was not used to it at first, but later, when she no longer saw any extra hair in her eyes, she gradually stopped playing with it.

She never dared to tell her mother that she actually longed for the feeling of having her fingers bound as the fingers were wrapped around her in circles.

The slowly increasing feeling of oppression made her unconsciously want to play with her hair.

Fu Mei discovered that she would play with the hair of the maids around her, and from then on Chunmei and other maids never let their hair down in front of Xie Yongwei.

Xie Yongwei felt deeply regretful. After the incident where her fingers were numbed by the string and she almost lost them, she felt a little scared.

Thinking that her mother was doing this for her own good, Xie Yongwei nodded and agreed, and promised her mother that she would never play with her hair with her hands again.

Over the years, Xie Yongwei has been suppressing her desires. At least when she is conscious, she always tries her best to restrain herself from touching her hair with her hands.

Because her finger desires were never satisfied, and there were no more strands of hair in front of her eyes, Xie Yongwei gradually relaxed her vigilance and forgot about the fact that she would wrap her hair around her fingers.

Feeling a pulling sensation on her hand, Xie Yongwei subconsciously looked at her hand, and two red clouds appeared on her face.

Oh my god, it’s hard to change my nature. I actually started playing with Jiang Mian’s hair.

She blinked twice and an awkward smile appeared on her lips. If she remembered correctly, after feeling the pulling sensation, she pulled it hard twice, but couldn't move it anymore, so she had no choice but to stop.

Those two pulls must have been quite painful...

Xie Yongwei felt a little guilty. She twisted her fingers in the opposite direction to free Jiang Mian's black hair from her hands, while secretly raising her eyes to observe Jiang Mian's expression.

Unexpectedly, when she raised her eyes, she was caught red-handed and her eyes met Jiang Mian's fiercely.

Xie Yongwei pursed her lips, shifted her gaze somewhat awkwardly, and stared at the oil lamp beside Jiang Mian, pretending that she had just looked up to see if the lamp was bright enough, rather than to look at the person next to the lamp.

"Awei," Xie Yongwei felt even more nervous when she heard the voice in front of her. She pretended to concentrate on the oil lamp, but her ears twitched unconsciously, wanting to hear what Jiang Mian would say, "Look, I have you entangled."

His voice was clear, but at this moment it was filled with a faint smile, revealing a bit of doting, which made Xie Yongwei blush unconsciously.

Her face gradually became hot and Xie Yongwei felt dizzy. Could it be that she had a fever?