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has been a demon for 800 years, and there is nothing she has never experienced.

The fire splashed in her face, and the moment the branch hit her, she heard an expletive, and then she suddenly changed copies.

Now! She really couldn't react.

Bounced off the bed, she stared at the furnishings in shock.

It's exactly the same as when she first woke up, the same boudoir, the same furnishings and the boudoir bed.

As soon as her eyes closed, she fainted completely.

This time she didn't faint for too long before she woke up, because she finally knew where it was.

She closed her eyes and didn't rush to open them, but pretended to be dizzy, and her brain was spinning rapidly.

She inherited the memory of this body, and also understood the meaning that she had been in a dream for the first half of the month, in the dream of this body.

She didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, and the mud horse was not enough to express her abuse of this body.

"Has Ling'er ever woken up?" A rough voice came from overhead.

"My lord, Miss woke up once and fainted again." The maid Xiaoli said softly.

"Hmm!" Jia Di hummed lightly, checked his daughter's pulse, and let go. "Ling'er, open your eyes when you wake up! Don't be angry with Dad. ”

The national teacher sighed, and a gentle word of concern came out of his mouth, and it seemed to become vulgar.

Ding Guling opened his eyes, sat up from the bed slowly, and didn't say a word.

She was afraid that this was still an illusion or a dream created by this body.

The body's memories indicate that she was a witch with more sorcery than her father, and that her greatest ability was to create illusions and dreams.

So! After understanding that the half moon that she regarded as a real and weird experience was an illusion, she can no longer face the reality of life now.

It's not that she doesn't know what the illusion is, she hasn't experienced the resentment and anger of Li Li Mountain for long, and she can also understand all the tasks she has come into contact with as if they were her own experience. None of the plausible things stumped her, but now the illusion of her body made her retreat from fear.

Maybe it's because it's no longer a demon, and there's no blessing of spells. Perhaps, she was really afraid of this illusion.

Maybe! This in itself is a play directed and written by Meng Po, and the actors in it do not know that they are acting.

Come to think of it! She came back to life in an instant.

"I didn't talk to... Father... Dad was angry. "It's awkward to call it anything.

"Not angry?" Dad didn't believe it, and the national teacher tilted his head with a distrustful expression on his face.

Ding Guling sighed. "I'm not angry!" With the memory of the original body, coaxing dad becomes easy to coax.

After a while, the national teacher and the maid were all sent out, and Ding Guling began to shout in the room. "Meng Po, you come out for me."

"Meng Po, Huang Jun." At first, she only dared to shout in a low voice, and then her voice gradually increased, but she couldn't call Meng Po out after shouting countless times.

She was skeptical, if it wasn't for Meng Po's trick, she wouldn't believe it.

But she couldn't contact Meng Po, so she had no choice but to live here temporarily.

Subsequently! Gradually, she realized that something was wrong.

It's too real here, and all the real people are flesh and blood, like fakes. Jia Ling's illusion is very powerful, but it can't create too many people. The setting of more than 10,000 people in the dream is already her limit.

Today, the world is huge and real.

Her body, like the environment, is not very good. After a few more steps, she began to breathe, but she could use her own illusions and sorcery.

Other witchcraft is automatically ignored, because the weak ones are no different from the weak chickens. And the only one that is so powerful that it can be killed with one move is this illusion.

Just like her plug-in can extract other people's memories, she is powerful and invincible.

She didn't close her eyes, there was no need to close them.

has been a demon for 800 years, and there is nothing she has never experienced.

The fire splashed in her face, and the moment the branch hit her, she heard an expletive, and then she suddenly changed copies.

Now! She really couldn't react.

Bounced off the bed, she stared at the furnishings in shock.

It's exactly the same as when she first woke up, the same boudoir, the same furnishings and the boudoir bed.

As soon as her eyes closed, she fainted completely.

This time she didn't faint for too long before she woke up, because she finally knew where it was.

She closed her eyes and didn't rush to open them, but pretended to be dizzy, and her brain was spinning rapidly.

She inherited the memory of this body, and also understood the meaning that she had been in a dream for the first half of the month, in the dream of this body.

She didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, and the mud horse was not enough to express her abuse of this body.

"Has Ling'er ever woken up?" A rough voice came from overhead.

"My lord, Miss woke up once and fainted again." The maid Xiaoli said softly.

"Hmm!" Jia Di hummed lightly, checked his daughter's pulse, and let go. "Ling'er, open your eyes when you wake up! Don't be angry with Dad. ”

The national teacher sighed, and a gentle word of concern came out of his mouth, and it seemed to become vulgar.

Ding Guling opened his eyes, sat up from the bed slowly, and didn't say a word.

She was afraid that this was still an illusion or a dream created by this body.

The body's memories indicate that she was a witch with more sorcery than her father, and that her greatest ability was to create illusions and dreams.

So! After understanding that the half moon that she regarded as a real and weird experience was an illusion, she can no longer face the reality of life now.

It's not that she doesn't know what the illusion is, she hasn't experienced the resentment and anger of Li Li Mountain for long, and she can also understand all the tasks she has come into contact with as if they were her own experience. None of the plausible things stumped her, but now the illusion of her body made her retreat from fear.

Maybe it's because it's no longer a demon, and there's no blessing of spells. Perhaps, she was really afraid of this illusion.

Maybe! This in itself is a play directed and written by Meng Po, and the actors in it do not know that they are acting.

Come to think of it! She came back to life in an instant.

"I didn't talk to... Father... Dad was angry. "It's awkward to call it anything.

"Not angry?" Dad didn't believe it, and the national teacher tilted his head with a distrustful expression on his face.

Ding Guling sighed. "I'm not angry!" With the memory of the original body, coaxing dad becomes easy to coax.

After a while, the national teacher and the maid were all sent out, and Ding Guling began to shout in the room. "Meng Po, you come out for me."

"Meng Po, Huang Jun." At first, she only dared to shout in a low voice, and then her voice gradually increased, but she couldn't call Meng Po out after shouting countless times.

She was skeptical, if it wasn't for Meng Po's trick, she wouldn't believe it.

But she couldn't contact Meng Po, so she had no choice but to live here temporarily.

Subsequently! Gradually, she realized that something was wrong. (To be continued.) )