The body has been in a state of numbness, one moment it is so cold that it is like falling into an ice cellar, and the other time it is so hot that it is like being in a volcano, and the two diametrically opposed feelings make Su Mengxing miserable.

In a trance, she began to have that strange dream again.

This time it wasn't the peach blossom forest, but she was still the picturesque woman in her dream.

Lush and leafy, the bright sunlight is shaded by the forest and the sea, and the dappled light and shadow are projected, reflecting everything as if it were a dream.

She was walking in the woods, as if she was walking in the suburbs, and suddenly, a touch of snow white came into view, followed by a scarlet scarlet on top of the snow white.

It's a little silver fox, and its dying appearance is very cute. She hurried over, wrapped the little silver fox in her arms, and a shocking wound crossed the back of the weak little body, almost occupying the entire back.

The jade palm brushed over the wound, and a light blue light was fleeting, and the wound quickly healed under the visible eye.

But the silver little fox was obviously not willing to accept such kind treatment, even if he was so seriously injured, his silver pupils still opened wide in unyielding, and from time to time flashed a bright warning light, just like a wild dog.

"What a stubborn little guy." Without saying a word, she took it back......

Then, on the cloudy nine heavens, there are three big characters of "Star Palace" in front of the gate of the Huadian surrounded by auspicious clouds.

Then, the picture in the dream was a little blurry, and it passed by one by one like a slide......

In that palace called "Star Palace", she spent countless frolicking and cheerful years with the silver fox, until one day, the silver fox disappeared and was replaced by an indifferent teenager with a stunning city.

The picture was blurry to the point that it was hard to see, but the scene of Zuihou suddenly became clear, and what was surprising was that she was tied to a high platform, and her wrists were sore from the rough ropes.

There were several people gathered under the high platform, all of them with amazing appearances and the appearance of immortals surrounded by auspicious clouds.

The immortals all looked at her with a little pity and a little surprise, and the majestic man sitting on the throne not far away had a terrible face.

They were talking and asking something, but she was so weak that she could only breathe faintly, she couldn't hear anything, her dilated pupils tried to focus, and she stubbornly raised her head, as if looking for someone.

The purple figure.

Great pain and despair rushed over her, pulling her into endless darkness......

Su Mengxing woke up, her whole body was in sharp pain, a layer of slimy sweat appeared on her back, and the wet and hot touch on her face surprised her to find that she was crying violently, and tears were flowing down like a desperate mention.

The emotions of the woman in the dream already resonated with her.

They love each other, right? The fairy-like woman and the purple-robed man who looked the same as Xuanye......

Trying to stabilize her emotions, she finally stopped crying. With sour eyes open, she glanced at the scene around her, only to find that it was in Xuanye's villa, in her own room.

It seemed that the grumpy guy had found her and brought her back, and a smile of relief tugged at her numb face.

There was no noisy banquet, no young master of the underworld, and no disgusting gaze that seemed to eat people, she was now lying peacefully on her bed, a warm hand holding her, making her feel at ease......

Wait, hand? Where did the hand come from?

Su Mengxing was shocked, the weight from her lower abdomen made her ring an alarm bell in her head, and she subconsciously struggled to turn her head to look.

Sure enough, that beautiful handsome face was just a stone's throw away, a slight tiredness was revealed between the slightly frowning long eyebrows, and the silver eyes were closed, as if they were sleeping soundly.

As soon as her head was hot, her face turned red, and what made her even more ashamed was that she should be wearing nothing now, ......!

She vaguely remembered that she was unconscious after smelling a scent, she should have been hit by something similar to a drug, but ...... This guy can't be such a beast!

She sat up in shock, but the sharp pain all over her body as if she had been run over by a wheel made her frown, and her movements were extremely stiff, and her hands and feet were uncontrollable, and she could only make some subtle movements.

But that place ...... Well, it doesn't seem like anything special.

Although she has no experience in this area, she still has the concept that it should hurt for the first time, and although Xuanye next to him fell asleep with his naked self, he was well dressed.

Thinking about it like this, she was relieved, but her body was sticky and smelly, and it was really uncomfortable, so she carefully picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on her body, and left the room tremblingly.

Molten Death, who was squinting and napping in the doorway, immediately noticed the movement coming from inside the door, and the door was opened, and a human woman with a weak face appeared in front of it.

The round eyes looked up and down the disheveled Su Mengxing ambiguously, and the melt smiled very meaningfully: "Tsk, it looks quite passionate." Then he covered his nose with disgust and muttered, "It stinks to death, and the Lord can even do it." ”

After seeing his lord embracing the human woman, the faithful Molten quietly withdrew from the room, his mind obviously full of images that were inappropriate for children.

Su Mengxing's face was hot, and he naturally knew the meaning of his words, and retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, we didn't do anything." ”

How unconvincing was this sound, Molten Death smiled more and more ambiguously, with an expression of "You don't have to explain, I know everything" written on his face, and continued to tease: "Madam, where are you going?" ”

Su Mengxing's face was black, he didn't bother to correct his title, and said with a vague look: "I want to go to the roof to soak in a hot spring and wash up." ”

Molten nodded clearly, and then the red light flashed, and under Su Mengxing's surprised gaze, it transformed into the appearance of a heroic young man, who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a fiery red Tang suit, but there was still a handful of flame hair on the top of his head, as well as a pair of pointed long ears, and a thin red tail with barbs on the back of his buttocks, making him not look like an ordinary human.

"Ma'am, please." The juvenile melt corpse carried one hand on his back, and stretched out in front of Su Mengxing respectfully with the other, but he really looked a little gentleman.

"You're going to be human." Su Mengxing handed him his hand with a stunned expression.