Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1332 Pen and Ink End of the World (12)

Linghu Lan closed the file, thoughtful.

All of Luo Ran'er's abnormalities began when she received a cornea donation.

Does this mean that Luo Ran'er's yin and yang eyes are not born with her? ? ?
Thinking of this, Linghu Lan quickly made a phone call.

"Hello? Hello, I have received the information. Thank you. It is very detailed. I have a few questions. I need to clarify again. Who is the person who donated the cornea to Luo Raner? What are the hobbies of that person? What hobbies does Luo Ran'er have? What was she doing one month before entering the mental hospital?"

After the other party said a few words and made a promise, Linghu Lan hung up the phone.

Suddenly, she felt a dark wind blowing from her back, as if something strange was watching her.

Linghu Lan's heart shuddered, and she turned around abruptly.

A black vortex appeared in front of her. The lights in the room flickered, on and off. The whole room seemed to be controlled by a strange force, and the surrounding air became sticky.

Linghu Lan looked at everything in front of her indifferently, clenched her fists tightly, ready to explode at any time.

The black vortex grew bigger and bigger in front of her, and soon formed a circle as smooth as a mirror, inside which looked like a bottomless abyss.

Linghu Lan took a closer look, and there seemed to be a shadow of a person appearing at the other end of the black vortex. The man's black hair was like a waterfall, flying in the air, and his whole body was covered in black robes, looming in the black vortex.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes, a pair of red eyes looked at Linghu Lan through the endless dark years, and then slowly opened his hands.

Linghu Lan's heart shrank suddenly, her nervous hair stood on end, she could feel many things flying through the vortex thinking about her, what could it be?

Linghu Lan quickly took out a few thunderstorm talismans, maybe she had to hack herself to drive away the evil spirits.

Recently, Linghu Lan was also a little confused when encountering these evil things...

A quarter of an hour later, something finally flew out from the black vortex. Linghu Lan stopped instantly when she was about to stick the thunderstorm talisman on her hand.

It was a black butterfly.

The legendary butterfly.

In the Underworld, Linghu Lan had seen this thing before. It was a beautiful butterfly that could spread pollen for Bana flowers. It was rumored that a god felt that the Underworld was too boring, so he turned himself into a butterfly to decorate the Underworld.

No matter what kind of meaning it is, in short, the butterfly is harmless.

The butterfly that came out first flew back and forth in the air, circled around Linghu Lan again and again, and finally stopped on Linghu Lan's forehead, gave a light kiss, and then mingled with the butterflies that flew out from behind. Among them, they form a big heart together, followed by a big kiss, and then form a bouquet of flowers.

Linghu Lan: "..."

The person at the other end of the vortex...

Linghu Lan's heart moved suddenly, and she looked towards the depths of the vortex, where the man was still standing at the other end in a handsome manner, the distance was too far, Linghu Lan couldn't feel if it was Mo Tang.

But, besides Mo Tang, who else in this world would treat her like this?

Sour and incomprehensible emotions flashed across Linghu Lan's heart.

After a while, the vortex became weaker and weaker, and the butterflies flew into the vortex one by one, and flew along the vortex to the other end. The last butterfly kissed Linghu Lan's forehead lightly, and finally disappeared In the vortex.

Linghu Lan touched her forehead with her hand, feeling lost in her heart.

(End of this chapter)