C373 The Ghost Lord Is the True Beauty(8)

"Don't... "Don't..."

At dawn, Ye Yao suddenly fell into a restless sleep.

A thin layer of sweat seeped out from her forehead. Ye Yao was struggling, as if something bad had happened to her in her dream.

"What's wrong?" Ghost Lord held Ye Yao's hand worriedly and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, this sovereign is here."

"Don't... "Don't..." Ye Yao repeated her words