Slowly opening her sour eyes, Zhu Wuxin looked at the familiar qiē in front of her in a daze, rubbed her groggy little head with a splitting headache, and carefully recalled what happened in the valley, but no matter how she wanted to break her head, she couldn't remember how she got out of the valley and returned home.

She only vaguely remembered that she tried her best at that time, and finally fought her way out, and sent Meimei out of the valley safely, and at the last moment, she wanted to call Meimei's eldest brother Liu Shuqi and ask him to come and pick Meimei back, but she couldn't support it, and she fainted before she could pull out the phone.

So how did you come back?

If someone happened to save her through Yinshan at that time and kindly sent her back, even if she was killed, she would not believe such a reason.

Because at that point in time, not to mention that it is impossible for anyone to pass through the Yin Mountain Valley, even if someone really passes by, it is impossible to have the ability to save her from the mouth of ten thousand ghosts!

What's more, she is now lying in her bed intact, who would know that her home is here?

Could it be that after he fainted, he suddenly came to sleepwalking, and beat the ghost of the valley down in his dream?

If this is the case, she herself has to admire herself, Zhu Wuxin smiled self-deprecatingly, of course she knew that it was impossible, but what happened after she fainted?

How did you get back?

It's not the first time this kind of thing happened, I remember that some time ago, I went to visit the altar at night with Mei Mei, when I fainted in the altar due to my body, but when I woke up again, it was the same as now, lying on my bed, who was helping me?

What is his purpose in doing so?

Zhu Wuxin gently kneaded his headache-splitting brain, and muttered to himself: Could it be that he and Meimei broke into Yin Mountain at night just a dream of his own?

But if this qiē is just a dream, then why does my head hurt so much?

And why does the whole body sore?

Zhu Wuxin, who was puzzled, helplessly tapped his little head with a splitting headache, and said to himself: Forget it, since you can't figure it out, you don't want to, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided, and it is useless to think about it.

Zhu Wuxin chuckled, reached out and hugged her side without taking her eyes off, looked at her little white fox gently, kissed its little fox face affectionately, sighed and said softly: "The little fox fox opens his eyes every day, and it is good to see you at the first glance!" Thank you for your countless days and nights in the past ten years, never leaving the company, if it weren't for you and Meimei, I really don't know what I would have become now."

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After saying that, Zhu Wuxin kissed again, the cute little fox face of the little white fox, although the expression of the little white fox was shy and cute, but it was also on her pale, bloodless and stunning little face, and rubbed it affectionately.

Glancing out the window, under the cold moonlight, the hazy and silent night sky, Zhu Wuxin and the little white fox exchanged glances, and then slowly stepped out of bed and barefoot to the balcony.