Chapter Eighty-Six: Whimsical

Is this the end?

Hehe, of course not!

Consciousness is blurring... It's like the whole world was once covered by a pale white cloud, and it gradually became clear...

My brain was dizzy and painful, my body was a little weak and I couldn't do anything, and I tried all my strength to open my eyes, but the eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and I couldn't open them...

After slowly brewing for a while, he recovered a little, and Chu Ruoxi tried hard to open his eyes, adapted to the darkness, and suddenly saw the sunlight, which was a little dazzling. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info instinctively cover it with your hand.

"Ah, Sister Ruoxi, you're awake. It was a voice full of joy, shock, and crying.

Huh, why does this sound feel so familiar?

Putting down his hand vaguely, he looked at the light in front of him, and what greeted him was a little girl who was crying.

Eh, Qinglan?

What? Qinglan?

Rub!

Isn't that her modern-day best friend?

Wait! How is she lying in a modern hospital bed?

Shenma situation?Chu Ruoxi instantly felt that his IQ was not enough.

Looking at Chu Ruoxi's stunned appearance, Qinglan's tears that she couldn't stop flowed out as if she didn't want money: "Hmm~ Sister Ruoxi, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, you've been in a coma for several days~"

"Comatose?" Hearing this word, Chu Ruoxi was a little confused, could it be that those scenes that crossed over were just a dream?

Chu Ruoxi rubbed her temples tiredly: "What about Honglan?"

Honglan, the despicable villain who killed her!

Isn't she better than Honglan at the beginning? That guy actually shot her!

Her grandma's bear!

"You mean Sister Honglan?" Qinglan was a little surprised: "Isn't Honglan dead?"

This will be even more confused: "Dead??"

Wasn't she the one who died? Honglan shot her to death.

"Have you forgotten?" Qing Lan was also a little unable to react: "Hong Lan actually led you to the forbidden land in the family!

Chu Ruoxi's eyes shone with unknown meaning: "Then how did she die?"

Qinglan said indignantly: "I was discovered by my grandfather and executed!"

Chu Ruoxi suddenly hooked the corners of her lips with unknown meaning, and the light under her eyes flashed, and Qinglan was inexplicable.

"Hehe, it's nothing, I just suddenly remembered one thing!"

"What's the matter?" Qinglan wondered.

Chu Ruoxi smiled lightly, her pale face was still the same beauty, like a deadly poppy bewitchment: "Come here, I'll tell you!"

"Huh?" Qinglan put her ear to Chu Ruoxi's rose-red mouth.

"It's just..."Chu Ruoxi's lips were lightly toothed, her beautiful face was gloomy, a trace of light was crossed in her eyes, her left hand was quietly forced, and her fist was fiercely clenched through Qinglan's chest, and in an instant, blood was splashed, and bewitching blood splashed on her face and clothes, and the white hospital bed was dotted like plum blossoms, first red buds, and then flower patterns.

Qing Lan spat blood from her mouth, her eyes were as wide as copper bells, she couldn't breathe, and said intermittently: "Why?"

Chu Ruoxi smiled, like the most colorful flowers in summer, beautiful and dazzling, and the bloody fist lined her whole person weirdly.

"Why?" Chu Ruoxi repeated softly: "Your illusion is not realistic enough, you want to lie to me, it's really whimsical!"