Xiaolan fell to the ground, but bounced up quickly.
That's Yrel.
Yrel was like a passerby caught by a swarm of bees. The gray mist surrounded her and kept seeping into her body. Xiaolan seemed to be able to hear the gray mist squeezing into Yrel's pores.
sound.
Moses fell down at some point, and in a blink of an eye, only Xiaolan was left standing in the room.
Do you want... to save?
Xiaolan cautiously took a few steps closer.
Yirel was lying calmly on the open space between the bed and the chair. Through the gray fog, Xiaolan could even see her face.
Like smiling.
Yrel didn't seem to be in much pain. Xiaolan plucked up the courage and walked closer. The gray mist did not spread to her feet, but concentrated around Yrel.
Xiaolan raised her head and looked at the mirror that suddenly turned over.
The gold-framed mirror separated Lily and Moses' rooms. Through the mirror, the two could walk into each other's room without going out.
This was supposed to be a little trick for two kids.
There was a candle burning in Moses' room. Looking at the quiet and swaying flame, Xiaolan suddenly understood Yirel's thoughts.
Whether she is foolish or great, this woman has devoted her whole life to the Morven family.
Until the end.
Yrel knew about Lily's plan. Of course, she was also a driving force in this plan. She knew that Lily planned to fuse her and her mother's souls, and then use Xiaolan's body to be reborn.
But she also has her own ideas.
What if she borrowed her own body?
Instead of choosing an enemy, let her be that container.
Of course, Yrel's true thoughts must be more complicated, and perhaps more selfless, but Xiaolan doesn't even know.
because……
Xiaolan squatted next to Yrel, quietly watching the gray fog gradually fade away.
I'm afraid, this woman's own soul has disappeared.
I don't know how much time passed, but it was almost dawn. All the gray fog was absorbed by Yrel's body. The woman's eyes were tightly closed, and her chest was rising and falling calmly.
Is it over?
"Yi Rui..." Xiaolan wanted to open her mouth to wake her up, but she didn't know how to address the woman in front of her.
How about just running away?
Xiaolan felt a little unauthentic again.
But……
Xiaolan let out a low cry, stepped back suddenly, tilted her feet, and sat down on the ground.
Just when she hesitated, Yirel suddenly woke up, and the woman's tawny eyes gave out a shrewd look that did not belong to her.
She stared at Xiaolan warily and slowly stood up with her hands on the ground.
Xiaolan was more alert than she was. She huddled next to the table and stood with her hands in front of her in a defensive posture.
"What's going on?" Yirel looked at Xiaolan suspiciously, then looked down at her own hands.
Soon, she understood.
Just when Xiaolan was worried about whether he would be silenced, Yirel showed a sudden smile, and the smile quickly turned into laughter.
Xiaolan quietly moved towards the door.
"Successful...successful..."
Yrel, oh, no, it should be Lily now. Lily's laughter is shrill and harsh, making people's hair stand on end.
Did she not notice herself?
Xiaolan moved secretly.
"Wait!" Lily shouted from behind Xiaolan.
?!
Seeing Xiaolan's uneasy look, Lily gave a somewhat ugly smile and said, "Thank you."
Xiaolan relaxed a little, looked at Lily at this time, and asked, "Who are you now?"
"There is no one else, we are alone now," Lily shook her head, "Emma, thank you, everything is over, you can go."
Xiaolan took a step toward the door hesitantly, "Is it really over?"
"It's really... over." Lily still smiled, but the expression on her face became stiff, perhaps because she was not used to her current body.
Xiaolan walked towards the open door. When she was walking to the door, she turned around and asked, "I'm out, this level will count..."
She frowned.
Lily, who was occupying Yirel's body, lowered her head deeply, covered her chest with both hands, and seemed to be breathing heavily.
Such a big rejection reaction?
"that……"
"Help me! Help us!"
Xiaolan was frightened by Lily's sudden scream.
The calm look she had just now completely disappeared. Lily clutched the skin on her neck tightly, her eyes almost bursting open, her whole body trembling, and her tears filled with desire.
Immediately afterwards, the painful expression disappeared completely, and the Lily just now came back, but there was more fear in her tired eyes.
"no!……"
"Help us... help..."
"No!--"
It seems that the souls of Lily and Lily Morven were not merged, but squeezed into the same body.
Xiaolan watched this scene with confusion.
The question is what can I do?
It should be Lily Morven's soul who seeks help from her, but...how can she help them?
Soon, Lily's body fell to the ground and struggled. She tore her skin while crawling towards the dressing table.
"Help us...quickly..." Lily Morven made a sound like a suffocator, "Knife...I want..."
knife?
Lily Morven suddenly grabbed the metal ring at the front of the drawer, and with a crash, the entire drawer was brought to the ground.
The debris was scattered all over the floor, and she tremblingly stretched out her hand towards a pen.
"What are you going to do?!" Xiaolan shouted.
Lily Morven took off the cap of her pen.
"No!—No!—" Lily took over their bodies again and threw the pen in her hand hard.
The pen fell on the mirror, and the intact mirror instantly had several vertical and horizontal cracks.
Then, the mirror also trembled.
Soon, Xiaolan discovered that it was not the mirror that was shaking, but the whole room.
As Lily's struggles and screams became more intense, the whole room trembled more intensely.
"Lily!..." Xiaolan tried her best to suppress their shouts, "Lily. Morven?..."
no way.
This is no longer a situation that I can interfere with.
Xiaolan retreated to the door and glanced into the corridor.
To her surprise, there was a person standing in the corridor.
The man was holding a candlestick and wearing a black cloak. His face and figure could not be seen clearly.
"Who are you?" Xiaolan stepped out of the door and asked.
The man didn't speak.
Xiaolan looked at the black figure under the cloak, and somehow felt familiar.
"Are you from the manor?" Xiaolan came closer, "What are you wearing..."
Before Xiaolan could finish speaking, the figure turned around and hurried towards the stairs at the corner.
"etc!"
Xiaolan chased after him.
The man had disappeared at the end of the stairs.
Xiaolan didn't hesitate and rushed down the stairs.