Chapitre 403: The Last Round Of The Trial (3)

Huanhuan watched as the worms in front of her receded like a tide, and her tense heartstrings finally relaxed.

She wiped away the nonexistent cold sweat and turned to look at the handsome man beside her. She let out a long sigh. "Little Brat, thank goodness for your help. Otherwise, I would've been scared to death!"

The system's eyes were covered by a white shark silk veil, and his long golden hair was as bright and smooth as the moonlight. He looked exactly like the prophet!

He reached up and touched her head. "This is a dream. Everything is fake. You don't have to be afraid."

Those worms were too realistic. She did not expect them to be fake.

Huanhuan felt a lingering fear. "Why am I in a dream again?"

"You're being controlled by someone."

Huanhuan was stunned for a moment. She recalled what had happened before she fell asleep and immediately thought of the cup of water the prophet had given her.