My Demon Husband Is Chapter 822: Died with Hate in the Heart

Chapter 822: Chapter 822: Died with Hate in the Heart

It feels like a needle is piercing into my temple, my head is splitting with pain, "My head... it hurts so much..."

Even though my head is in agony for reasons unknown, I have an inkling deep within .

For Yu Longting’s power to claim , he doesn’t need

to be drunk.

Even when he’s at his weakest, dealing with

then would still be effortless.

Amidst the dense fog, the eighteen-year-old "" claiming to be

is very suspicious.

"The headache is right, a headache ans you’re about to rember." That silhouette walked closer to , stopping just when I could almost make out her appearance, "Yu Longting is nothing but a vile snake, when Father killed him back then, it was justice! Yet, you always felt indebted to him!! Stupidly nurturing him to strengthen his body..."

"You... how can you prove... he’s a vile snake, your baseless accusations without evidence are slander." The throbbing in my head was so intense I nearly lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

Damn it, the pain in my head is unbearable.

In the dream, I couldn’t summon Spiritual Power to defend myself, utterly helpless against this rampaging Nightmare Demon.

After it infiltrated my Sea of Consciousness, it seed capable of attacking my brain.

I can’t recall anything, but my head is dull and aching.

A pregnant woman stood before , sweeping away the mist veiling her face, revealing a visage identical to mine.

Her scarred, bruised fingers gently stroked her belly, "You haven’t rembered yet? After you gave birth to his child, Qingyang planted a seed of Demonic Qi into the child within your arms."

This ti, unlike before, the pain was not aimless and without thought.

Instead, it injected a series of eerie images, even though fragnted.

Yet I saw myself exhaust every bit of strength to give birth to an adorable child, in the next mont Qingyang struck the child with a palm.

The child cried incessantly, their eyes turning a deep green.

"No... this isn’t real... you’re lying!! You fabricated this!!" I sucked in a cold breath, clutching my aching head before fainting directly.

The images were so vivid that, given my current strength, I could confidently discern.

They are not fabrications of the Nightmare Demon, but my real mories.

To think... one could fall unconscious even in a dream...

After so ti, I slowly opened my eyes.

What I still saw was an expanse of white fog, surprisingly, from fainting to waking, I had never left the dreamland.

However, the person claiming to be the eighteen-year-old "" was nowhere to be seen.

I bit my lip, propping myself up to look all around.

Slowly, a human head erged from the dense white fog.

The head was enormously large, but it had no skin.

The entire head was covered in layers of scales, tears running across them, floating through the white mist towards , "Mom, save , save ... Dad cut off my head, ate my flesh..."

"This isn’t real... this isn’t real..." I closed my eyes tightly, striving to stabilize my Taoist Heart.

The child’s cries were tender and lancholy, piercing my heart.

Then, my voice echoed, "Su Wan, our first child died with resentnt, the soul has nowhere to go, it still lingers where he died, you must rescue him, don’t let... the second child... follow the sa path..."

"Ah!!" Hearing this, the resilient Taoist Heart I had carefully constructed was directly shattered.

Drenched in sweat, I completely awoke from the two layers of dreams, things blurred for a couple of seconds, and then my vision cleared.

Xiao Shenshen was awakened by my scream, her little hand touched my sweat-drenched forehead, "Young Madam, had a nightmare?"