C1886 Dream Stealing True Sutra(last part)

"Hmph!" Xie Bo let out a cold snort, his eyes bloodshot as if he hadn't slept in a century, with bags almost drooping to his mouth. He couldn't trust the Dream Stealing Thief; if he fell asleep, he might never wake up again.

Seeing Xie Bo struggling to stay awake, Bing Mei sneered and lit another stick of Sunken Dragon Incense. The thick black smoke transformed into a serpent