Chapter 1383 Amazing
At this moment, Bai Lan's external image is really miserable.

It is completely a piece of charred black charcoal, and it is absolutely believed that it is a scorched corpse.

The mutated clouds in the sky finally dissipated, revealing a red glow of the setting sun, reflecting on Bai Lan's body.

However, that feeling was indescribably bleak...

Bi Shu came over again and saw Bai Lan in such a miserable state.

Slowly walking to Bai Lan's side and stopping, then squatting down, the shiny and slender fingertips picked up a piece of burnt skin on Bai Lan's face.

The scorched skin was like a domino that was touched, causing the scorched skin all over Bai Lan's body to shatter and slide off...

Her face was as clear and beautiful as a crescent moon, but she was tired and pale, and her two petal-shaped lips were extremely pale in blood.But it makes people feel pitiful, delicate and tactful.What is even more eye-catching is that against the scorched skin, the crystal clear and tender skin, the curves of the mountains... and the fragrant wind like orchids and musk...

Bishu hurriedly turned his face away, and waved a white cloak to cover up all the amazing looks.

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Fairyland——

Jun Zixiu held Bai Lan's self-portrait and slowly admired it, as if she was right in front of his eyes.

Bai Lan painted this painting for Xiaojing, so that Xiaojing would not forget her as a mother.However, the second day after Xiaojing took out this portrait, Junzixiu confiscated it openly and aboveboard.

Xiaojing doesn't care about being robbed of his paintings, he has other worries now, "Father, my son wants to experience it by himself, please agree."

Jun Zixiu's gaze was still on the painting, and he replied: "It's okay if you want to practice, go ask your mother, if she agrees, you can go to hell wherever you want, and I don't even bother to care about you as a father."

"..." Xiaojing felt that he might not be his son, but a burden.The burden cannot be lost or even moved, unless the owner of the burden speaks.

"If you're really bored, go and water the orchids by the lake." Jun Zixiu ordered.

Xiaojing was speechless, "...Father, they grow by the lake, do you think they will be thirsty?"

The gentleman practiced the way: "Go and ask them one by one if they are thirsty. If they are not thirsty, there is no need to water them."

Xiaojing: "..."

A stone suddenly fell from the sky, and it happened to hit Xiaojing right in front of him.

Xiaojing looked at the stone and picked it up, "Huh? Is this a memory stone?"

Jun Zixiu was finally willing to take his eyes off the painting.

"Bring it."

"My son picked it up, of course it belongs to my son." Xiao Jing was afraid that Jun Zixiu would rob him of what was inside and would not show him what was inside, so he hurriedly poured a burst of immortal power into the memory stone.

The memory stone emits a burst of white light, and a picture jumps into the light and shadow...

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Bai Lan didn't know how long she had been in a coma. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she was in a large room. She was lying on a round soft bed that was more than two feet wide. There are some patterns of auspicious clouds embroidered on the long one.

There are faint shadows of windows behind the long scroll near the right, and the night wind blows, blowing the long blue cloth and gently swaying.

Huge luminous pearls are inlaid on the carved beams of the ceiling above the head, and looking at the large round bed, the silky silk quilt covering the body and the soft quilt underneath are all snow-white, and what is even more surprising is that there is no Pieces!

While being surprised, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening behind the blue curtain.

Bai Lan stared at——

Then he saw a beautiful woman turning out from behind the curtain.

(End of this chapter)

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