[Bullet screen Ink Painting] I have no clue now, there are too few clues

[Bullet screen Yuying] So where will God Yun land?

[Bullet screen Black Sesame Filling Small System] I have a bold idea……could that Son of the Sun be……

[Bullet screen Changyuan] Ahhh, please don’t, it’s too embarrassing, shut up!

She originally just asked a question, but she didn’t expect that the Bullet screen’s ideas were simply amazing.

[Bullet screen Yunxiao Yuji] He may or may not land in the sedan chair

[Bullet screen Yaoyao] It’s possible that he won’t be in the female ghost’s sedan chair, right?

[Bullet screen Lin’an] Is it the devil who talks about the bride? Hahaha, I think it’s the rich second generation of the Shen family, childhood sweetheart or something.

[Bullet screen Xiao Chiyu] Impossible, doesn’t that childhood sweetheart also have some sort of “princess”? I can’t accept it emmmm

[Bullet screen King Ah Yu] Stop guessing, Wonton is a princess.

[Bullet screen Wei Qian] If God Yun is the Ghost Bride, everyone will obviously be annihilated. Princess, I will vote.

[Bullet screen Wen Rugu] Rubbing hands, I don’t think the bride has run away hehehe

The princess party, the bride party and the childhood sweethearts divide the world.

Ruan Qiao was also amused by the imagination in the bullet screen, but the Shen family was indeed the first place she had to go tomorrow. Her plot mission required that she must find a way to deliver the rescue message from the car accident.

It was late at night, looking at the bright moon outside the window, Ruan Qiao took a deep breath, lay on the bed, and quickly fell asleep.

She had a dream.

Logically speaking, dreams are rare in games, unless the copy itself enhances the effect of dreams, or the player receives some strong stimulation before falling asleep.

She walked alone in the smoky night woods, surrounded by crows cawing hoarsely.

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The direction of the road under my feet was unclear. She didn’t know if the vague shadows around her were the shadows of dead trees or the traps of monsters and monsters in the mountains.

Finally, an open space appeared ahead.

Surrounded by faint blue smoke, it extended from the sedan chair in the center of the open space to her feet.

This sedan does not look luxurious, it is even a little simple, but it has everything it should have. The dark red sedan cloth is embroidered with pictures of Danfeng Chaoyang and Baizi, and the gold and silver threads on it can be faintly seen.

The long sedan poles on the left and right stretched out, as if they were opening their arms to her.

In the deserted mountains and ridges, in the deserted night, there is a lonely big red sedan chair.

Ruan Qiao’s feet began to move forward without her control.

When she was only half a meter away from the carriage, the cold wind blowing from nowhere blew open the carriage’s curtain.

Before Ruan Qiao had time to see clearly, she felt a gust of wind and huge force behind her pushing her into the sedan chair.

She landed on the person in the sedan, but felt that the other person was not as delicate as she thought.

They were even tall. As soon as she entered the sedan chair, she fell into the man’s arms.

Ruan Qiao raised her head and saw a beautiful chin, a straight nose, thin lips, and long, deep eyes.

The man’s long hair fell on the back of her hand, tickling her.

The bright red wedding dress not only does not look tacky, but it contrasts with his white, almost transparent skin, showing a sickly fragile beauty. The heavy dress wraps around his thin waist, and there is a white thread embroidered cloud and jade belt around his waist. The whole person’s temperament is like jade. The jet-black hair fell from his shoulders to her shoulders and hands.

He raised his fingers with clear joints, and the same pale fingertips fell on her face, tracing her facial features in detail.

The fingertips traced the corners of the eyes,

Across the bridge of the nose, across the lips.

Finally, clamp her jaw.

He slowly lowered his head, his originally dark pupils flashing with faint blood, and his eyes fell on the face of the girl in his arms.

After a long while, he leaned down……

……

“Huu——” Ruan Qiao suddenly sat up from the bed. The morning light shone into the room from the window, and her head was still dizzy.

What dream did she have before?

It seems, that there is a beauty in her dreams.

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