Illuminated by the small fireball lit by Xia Meng, the woman threw herself into the man's arms in surprise. The man hugged her tightly, "Sister Zhiqiu, I've always liked you, but your gaze has never stayed on me." ”

"His Royal Highness King Rui." The woman called softly, and her body softened into a puddle of spring water in the man's arms.

"Sister Zhiqiu." The man was extremely encouraged, holding the woman's delicate little face, caressing and touching, and his eyes were gentle and about to drip water.

"Your Highness."

The woman grabbed the man's neck, pulled his head down, and kissed the man's lips with a happy flush on her intoxicated face.

The man also hugged her tightly, and the look on his face was so satisfied and happy.

Soon, a lingering voice sounded............

This is the inner world of these two people? It's really that the young man doesn't dream, and the girl doesn't have spring.

Beitang Zhiqiu shouted Nangong Ye's name in his mouth, which was really uncomfortable. But in that group of women, I am afraid that 90% of the women are fantasizing about crossing with Nangong Yechun-Feng!

Did she stop her? And that's his business, does she need to care so much?

Looking sideways, Xia Meng was startled, what kind of look is this fat phoenix.

The fat body was as stiff as if frozen, but a pair of mung bean small red eyes were steaming with the light of JQ, staring at the beautiful picture intently...... The feathers on the whole head turned fiery red, and even the small crown of flesh that had just grown out was a bloodshot red.

Belch...... Forget about children.

Scoop it up and throw it into the air. The fat phoenix continues to petrify inside.

glanced at the two forgetful men and women, although they really wanted to see Beitang Zhiqiu's face when she was sober, but time did not allow her to do so, and she really had no interest in their reality show.

I walked over and picked up the unfolded scroll, and I didn't know if this was a place of smoke and haze, and if her scroll was still useful...... If it's the same as Ye Cheng's, I don't know if it counts if she robbed someone else?

Thinking like this, Xia Meng picked up the scroll, unfolded it, just glanced at it, and then his face changed greatly: Damn, what's going on, why is there a spell mark on the scroll? Who cared so much for her?

Get out of your hands and throw it out hard............ But it was still too late, and the sudden burst of white light captured Xia Meng.

There was a pain in my brain, as if something had entered.

Could it be like them, dreaming of OOXX with others? Scold...... I don't know who the object is? The moment before taking away consciousness, Xia Meng thought teasingly.

In the dark......

I can't see, I can't hear, I can't see anything, I can't find my direction, it's just a feeling............

Hidden in the deepest depths of the darkness, hidden in the form of tightly wrapped shrinkage.

Xia Meng walked in that direction step by step, feeling closer and closer, closer and closer...... I touched it, and then opened it with a "snap".

There was an immediate light around them.

This is......

A modern city?

Dark nights, dark alleys with no people, tall buildings, dim street lamps, and icy bloodlet rain......

Drop by drop smashed on Xia Meng's face, which was cold to the bone.

Yes, it was crimson rain, and a liquid like blood dripped from above, obscuring her eyes when she looked up.

In the blood-colored sight, a tall, black-clad man held her shoulders with both hands, staring at her condescendingly, as if he wanted to carve her into his heart.

Blood-colored liquid surged out of his chest, dripping quickly and densely onto Xia Meng's face......

The icy chill goes straight to the depths of the soul.

"Xia Meng, you will be called Xia Meng in the future."