Miss Waste Chai: Turning into a Concubine

Murong Yuelan stroked her chest: "You, are you Murong Yuehuang?"

His voice was full of disbelief.

Yuehuang looked at her surprised expression, and said lightly: "Yes, I am that trash, that ugly girl in your mouth, why, didn't you expect that?"

Murong Yuelan took a deep breath: "Impossible, that trash is already dead, and was thrown off the cliff by her father, how could it be her? No way!"

She still doesn't believe that the exorcist in front of her is Murong Yuehuang, she doesn't believe that a dead person can come back to life again!

Yuehuang glanced at her coldly: "Whether you believe it or not today, I will make today a day you will never forget."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at her again: "By the way, do you think I should show you my appearance? Should I take off this mask?"

Before Murong Yuelan could answer, Yuehuang tore off the ghost mask from her face.

"Ah!" A scream woke up the sleeping golden pig, but it squinted its eyes a little, and then fell asleep again.

Murong Yuelan stared in horror at what she couldn't believe.

Staring fiercely at Yuehuang, her lips trembled and she couldn't speak.

After trembling for a long time, a few words came out of his mouth: "Murong Yuehuang, it's really you! You still...haven't died yet! God really didn't open his eyes, let you, a piece of trash, live until now, then Falling off a high cliff didn't kill you, you are really lucky! Sure enough, a bitch's life is long!"

"Hahaha, death is imminent, you are so stubborn, you really don't want to live, but today I will make you want to die." Yuehuang's icy tone came over.

Murong Yue Lanxin raised it further: "What do you want to do? Want to kill me? Are you afraid that my father will not find me tomorrow and will suspect you? You know, he has already suspected You stole the Heaven Condensing Pill."

"So what? Even if your father knows that I did it, what can he do? What can he do to me?" Yuehuang said disdainfully.

Murong Yuelan didn't say a word, the fear in her heart spread everywhere until it permeated her whole body.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

"How about it, you will know later." Yuehuang said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, Yuehuang directly stabbed the dagger in Murong Yuelan's tendon deep into the hand.

Murong Yuelan yelled "Ah", and was so stimulated by the sudden heart-piercing pain that she couldn't speak.

He could only watch helplessly as the dagger in Yuehuang's hand penetrated into it little by little.

"Does it hurt?" Yuehuang asked lightly.

Seeing Yuehuang say this, Murong Yuelan thought she couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly said: "It hurts, it hurts, sister, please let me go, you hurt second sister, do you want to hurt me again now?"

"Haha, what do you think?" Yuehuang sneered.

Just when she was about to say another sentence, Yuehuang suddenly felt her head thumping, and when she opened her eyes again, there was still that frightened Murong Yuelan beside her, and the set of facilities in front of her was so bright that she couldn't open her eyes.

When he finally regained his strength, he was stunned by everything in front of him.

The hospital bed, the white sheets, the TV, and a smirking patient next to her, everything is familiar and unfamiliar to her.

Yuehuang frowned, what happened to her?Why did he suddenly return to modern times?Was everything before that a dream?She couldn't believe it, everything was so real, how could it be a dream?

"This patient, why are you playing role-playing here again! Go back to the hospital bed and lie down!" A loud cry made Yuehuang open her eyes, seeing the person in front of her, she was startled again , Feng Mingye!Why is he here!

He looked down at his outfit again, the hospital uniform of the mental hospital, how could this happen, what happened to her?Yuehuang looked out of the window indifferently and did not speak for a long time. No one could answer her question, because in this world, except for that doctor, everyone else is a patient. . . . .

It wasn't until a long, long time later that Yuehuang realized that she had been dreaming a beautiful dream. In that dream, she was a dream killer. Everyone in this hospital was a supporting role. She was the protagonist, the protagonist who could control the fate of a person's life . . . . . .