Qi Xuan felt extremely uncomfortable on his body, sticky and didn't know what it was, clinging to his skin.

As time passed, the wind blew through the body and it was still cold and cold.

This is not the most uncomfortable, the most uncomfortable is the back, resting on the sharp stone under her, about to pierce her skin.

She didn't even know what these people were eating, she had already opened her eyes so wide, and these people still turned a blind eye to her and were discussing something.

And all you see in front of you are unfamiliar faces and unfamiliar scenes. What's going on?

Why didn't she know half of her?

The woman who was lying on top of her and sobbing was wearing a black and blue half-worn and strange style top, and two pants on the bottom, why did this person come out in disarray?

Qi Xuan's mind was full of question marks, and then she looked at the circle of people around her, she was a little confused, these people here are all dressed similarly, what kind of race is this?

Liu Yang felt the beating of the little man's heart under him, and couldn't help but look up at his daughter, facing Qi Xuan's open eyes.

"Xiao Xuan, Xiao Xuan, are you awake, are you really awake?"

Seeing that her daughter woke up, Liu Yang burst into tears and laughed and hugged her daughter tightly.

Qi Xuan suddenly felt that no one had discovered her, didn't this stupid woman know that she couldn't be strangled so tightly when she just woke up? Qi Xuan was a little out of breath.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for this situation to let go of her, which also allowed Qi Xuan to see the surrounding environment more clearly.

The big lake, no, this is the sea, and the sound of the waves rings in her ears, and her father once took her to the beach to look for medicinal herbs. And she was lying on the flat ground, and everything that came into her eyes was full of strangeness.

Qi Xuan thought that there was no such place for the customs and customs that were here? Even if it was a travelogue written by his father when he was young, there was no such place.

Could it be that this is in the underworld? Qi Xuan thought blindly!

"Xiao Xuan, look at your mother, look at your mother, do you have a headache?

Mother? Qi Xuan thought of some places where her mother was called like this, but her mother had already died, and her father and her had always relied on each other.

"Sister, why did you come to mud? Who brought you here?"

A teenage girl grabbed Qi Xuan's shoulder and asked.

"Sister?"

Qi Xuan frowned even deeper, her father only had one daughter in this life, where did she come from such a big sister?

No, obviously she is older than this little girl, why does the little girl call her sister? Anyway, everything that catches her eye now is strange to Qi Xuan.

Qi Xuan was a little dumbfounded, then she got up from the ground, picked up her hand and looked at it, and when she saw that it didn't matter, the whole person fainted again.

Yes, she fainted with excitement, although she didn't know whether she was dead or alive, and she didn't know whether this was the underworld or the world, but she was a conscious individual, and the hands she saw were not her own, they were clearly a pair of children's hands.

Could it be that she is borrowing a corpse to resurrect her soul? Or has she become a monster?

This was Qi Xuan's last reaction before fainting.

What Qi Xuan didn't see was that after she fainted, a layer of white and white mist-like objects floated above her body, refusing to leave for a long time.