After hearing what she said, Mrs. West felt ashamed and hesitated for a few seconds before saying "thank you".

Suri didn't want to get involved any more, she just wanted to get it done and leave as soon as possible. As for ruining the good thing of the Great Dark Witch this time, they would definitely not let her go. Just thinking about the consequences of this incident made her head hurt.

Mrs. West frowned and remained silent. She wisely opened the door and asked her to come in.

As soon as she entered the room, Su Rui smelled a light aroma. She instinctively looked for the aroma, but found nothing. In confusion, the closer she got to the bed, the stronger the aroma became.

It wasn't until she stopped next to the bed that she discovered the origin of the scent.

Suri glanced at Windsor, who was lying on the bed with a strong fragrance, and finally looked at Mrs. West in confusion and asked: "Why does she have such a strong fragrance?"

There is a fragrant concubine in "Huanzhugege". In Lanshu City, there is also a fat girl with a strange body smell.

Thinking of this, Suri's eyes unconsciously fell on the sweating Windsor again. Her image was very different from what he imagined.

Very mellow.

Mrs. West gently stroked Windsor's pale cheek with her fingertips and sighed: "Windsor's body smell has been different from ordinary people since she was a child. As long as her sweat evaporates more, the fragrance will be stronger."

"She has been sweating profusely since she was trapped in the dream."

Su Rui nodded lightly and looked at her face. She was as pale as paper. She looked like she was dying and could not be saved.

Suddenly, Su Rui suddenly remembered a skill she had because she needed to survive. Thinking of this, she was a little annoyed about her bald head. If she had hair to cover it, she wouldn't be afraid of being discovered with abnormal eyes.

After thinking about it, he could only sit on the edge of the bed under the guise of checking her condition, turning his back to them, and looking at the right side of her neck attentively.

A life wheel emitting blue light appeared, the hour hand stopped at 8, and the second hand ticked slowly.

There is no instruction manual for the life wheel, and I don’t know how many years she has left to live. However, there are still 3 hours between 9 and 12. Although I don’t know how many years one hour represents, it is enough to know that she cannot die now, so as not to fall into a dream later.

in vain.

"Miss Suri, is the situation in Windsor bad?" Mrs. West looked at her silence nervously.

"You misunderstood. It's just that someone was watching and I was easily distracted, so I was a little embarrassed."

Although he appears to be no different from ordinary people, in the final analysis he is just a ghost. When he has no body, he will disappear into the air like a dream, unlike ordinary people, whose body remains in reality after falling into a dream.

So Suri could only make up a lie casually to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Mrs. West understood what she meant, but she was just a little worried.

Mrs. West looked at Windsor on the bed and hesitated for a while. Thinking that she had no choice in this situation, she had no choice but to agree to her request. Before leaving, she said: "We are right outside the door. If you need anything, just call out."

can."

"Okay." Su Rui nodded and saw that Curry and the others were still there. He smiled and said, "Why don't you guys wait for me outside?"

Before Lilia and the others could object, Curry agreed and took the lead to leave. Yom took a close look at her and followed her.

Seeing this, Lilia and Bago could only look at her suspiciously and reluctantly left the house.

In the end, Emma smiled reassuringly and said softly when leaving: "Sister, I'll guard the door for you, don't worry."

"Thank you, Emma."

Emma smiled warmly, closed the door for her, and blocked the door with her small body. Lilia and Bago looked at each other and left silently.

With Emma around, Suri really felt at ease.

She took out Ms. Roy's notebook, flipped through it a few times, then closed the notebook in surprise and looked at it carefully, and finally flipped through it again in confusion.

"Strange……"

It was indeed the book that led her into a dream that turned yellow last time, but the previous records had disappeared, and now the records in the book were brand new.

Su Rui felt magical in her heart. She covered her forehead with the palm of her hand and slowly browsed the words in the notebook. When she finished reading the last word, a distortion appeared in the air, and waves rippled under her eyes.

It's all blurry and I can't see everything clearly.

Is this a dream?

Su Rui was startled, and hurriedly raised her hands to see if her hands were round. When she saw that they were still her own beautiful hands, she breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that she was not forced to possess Windsor this time when she fell asleep.

However, the quiet surroundings were blurry and white. Su Rui suddenly became nervous and slowly stood up and moved lightly to explore the way.

Every time she took a small step, Suri stopped and looked around. Every time she took a small step, she felt more and more weird.

Her footsteps were silent, her breathing was silent, she patted her palms lightly, but still couldn't hear any sound.

Suri couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Obviously she was dreaming, but why was her dream silent, as if she was deaf?

Deaf? Su Rui thought about it carefully, and then she had doubts in her heart, and said to herself: "Could it be that Windsor is deaf because he can't hear any sounds?"

While she was making confused guesses, the things before her eyes gradually became clear. At this time, she was obviously standing in a studio with a glass ceiling. When she looked up, she could see light purple white clouds, a patch of light purple dyeing every corner of the studio, and various oil paintings.

A chubby girl faced her with her back slightly swaying, holding a palette in one hand and moving her other hand slightly up and down. Still no sound could be heard. This was very different from the last time.

But judging from the back, she should be Windsor?

Is it just so simple to wake her up? Suri would not be so naive. If it were so simple, Ms. Roy could just ask the people below to help Mrs. West.

Would you like to go over and take a look?

When Suri was hesitant, Windsor turned his back to her and said softly: "Since you are here, why don't you come in front of me?"

Su Rui heard her voice, but except for her voice, all external sounds were as silent as a mirror.

What about your own voice?

Thinking of this, Su Rui raised his feet and slowly approached, clearing his throat, but there was still no sound.

what on earth is it?

When Su Rui had just taken a few steps, the sound of cautious footsteps suddenly came from the Queen of Gods, and at the same time, a childish voice shouted from behind: "Sister, look what I brought you."

Su Rui turned around suspiciously and was suddenly startled. Fleming's childish smiling face kept coming closer. He was holding a bowl of dessert in both hands and was still only one centimeter away from her. It was so sudden that she couldn't avoid it. She was about to face it.

During the collision and panic, Fleming passed directly through her body.

The strange phenomenon made Su Rui stunned for a moment. He raised his hand and looked at himself in surprise. He slowly turned around and looked at Windsor, who hurriedly put down the brush and palette in his hand, took the Fleming dessert excitedly, and muttered: "I'm so greedy."

I'm dead, my mother wants me to lose weight but won't let me eat, so you are the best."

Fleming smiled and took credit and said, "I secretly hid this and didn't eat it, and specially left it for my sister."

"Fleming is the best." Windsor said, stroking his head a few times, and then finished the dessert in a few mouthfuls.

Seeing the warm daily scenes of their siblings, Suri looked at herself again, so she entered Windsor's dream as an invisible and silent bystander?

So how can she help Windsor in this form?

Suri could only take one step at a time.

Since they couldn't see her or hear her voice, Suri had nothing to worry about. She sat swaggeringly on a chair far away and watched their siblings talking and laughing. Windsor chatted with him,

While painting for him.

It's very sweet and warm, but with every stroke of Windsor's strokes, Fleming's expression becomes uglier.

At first, Suri thought that Mrs. West had said that Fleming had great mood swings, and thought she was being careless. However, after dozens of strokes, Fleming's face became gloomy and he suddenly became silent.

Seeing that his expression was getting more and more ugly, Windsor paused for a few seconds and hurriedly put down the things in his hands. He stood up and walked quickly to his side, asking anxiously: "Fleming, take a deep breath and calm down. Don't be afraid. My sister is here. Let's go."

Take it easy."

Seeing that something was wrong, Suri stood up and took a few steps, keeping his eyes fixed on Fleming and Windsor.

The influence of the dark witch spell, this should be the scene on the day before the accident.

At this time, no matter how much Windsor tried to comfort him, Fleming's face remained gloomy and his eyes were cold.

Suddenly, a black evil spirit appeared in the oil painting behind Fleming, and the dark hand silently stretched out to Fleming. At this time, Windsor had been staring at Fleming without noticing.

Seeing the black evil spirit's hand reaching into Fleming's body and slowly invading him, Fleming's head was stiff and twisted, his face was hideous and terrifying, and his eyes were black and dull, Su Rui looked at Windsor anxiously, knowing that

She couldn't hear it, but she couldn't help shouting to her because of her instinctive reaction:

"Go away!"

In the delicate air, I felt a force reverberating slightly.

Windsor was suddenly startled. She stood up and looked around. When Su Rui was happy to see her reaction, Fleming stood up and pinched Windsor's neck with a ferocious expression.

Only then did Windsor become aware of the dark witch's aura on Fleming's body. He was so frightened that he struggled hard, but Fleming did not move at all.

Fleming swung his hands, and the three figures of Windsor and Fatty were easily thrown away. With a loud bang, the painting flew off the shelf and fell to the ground.

Windsor shouted urgently: "Fleming, wake up quickly, I am Windsor!"

However, at this time, two black evil spirits crawled out of the oil paintings scattered on the ground and pressed towards Windsor step by step.
Chapter completed!