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It's OK not to mention this. As soon as it's mentioned, Zhao Wanxi's face immediately sinks slightly, and her cool sneer by her lips is obviously cold.

"This general Zhen Youjie gave us a big surprise!"

Isn't that a surprise?

Who would have thought that a general of Nanlin Cangzhou garrison, who was suffering from the flood, had something to do with flame Island behind his back?

He also served the master of flame island as a guest of honor. In that way, it was clear that the other side was the master he wanted to serve.

There is Xiqi Lord in the front and Nanlin's general in the back. Yexiaotian, what do you want to do?

The night was long and heavy.

In the end, it is still the body of every fetus, and the "screening fee" can't resist tiredness. After "tossing" for several hours, it finally calms down.

There was no more movement, no excitement to associate with. The boys downstairs scattered and dozed on the branches. They had no doubt about him.

In the room upstairs, there was silence. The original bright lights were no longer there. Only two or three small night lights were left. All the others were out.

Pang ran, who was lying on the bed, was still motionless. Zhao Wanxi moved the bed to a soft couch and leaned on it, holding her head to think about things.

As for Xiao orange and Chu Liuli, they had been told that they had a clear division of labor and each had their own tasks. Now they went to inquire.

It's an accident to meet yefengchen and his son here. Zhao Wanxi is still in a difficult mood.

Think over and over again about the connection. There are speculations about the best and the worst. One eye goes out in the dark.

In this case, she didn't feel sleepy, but she didn't know when, so she closed her eyes slowly.

In a flash of consciousness, it was a completely different scene.

There is no quiet, there is no near, still in a coma screening.

Everywhere you can see, there is blood red everywhere.

And she is like a dead body without soul, moving forward like a puppet.

After walking for a long time, Zhao Wanxi thought that this is full of red, maybe blood.

It's just so much blood. Where does it come from?

If you smell carefully, if there is no smell, you will realize that it should be smelly. In that case, it should be She's dreaming.

Mojo had this idea, and when he looked down again, there was something more.

There were broken limbs, broken arms, incomplete bodies, and even a complete face could not be seen.

At the same time, the gloomy and terrible atmosphere is also very depressing.

In such an environment, even if you can't smell anything, even if you know clearly in a dream, the psychological pressure is also great.

Uncontrollable upset, or something else, or quickly wake up!

Tortured by the alternation of irritability and fear, the "self" in the sight seems to go faster.

It is estimated that it has finally come to an end. Soon, I will see a figure.

Stagger to stand there, face of blood, toward her hand, again and again called "Xi'er, Xi'er."

Look at that figure, it's clear that

"Ah

Even in a dream, the deep fear at that moment is real.

The shudder of heartbreak, the cry of heart crack lung, slant a bit voice all can't send out.

He couldn't move at his feet, so anxious that Zhao Wanxi's eyes almost turned red.

This dream is too frightening, even though she knows it's false, she can't control herself. She struggles with all her strength, and finally she can move.