The lightning slashed through the sky and slashed down on her, and Lin Lang, who was falling, subconsciously bent his arm to block his face.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was in a sea of fire, a burning smell wafted in, and her back hurt very much, Lin Lang subconsciously touched that place, feeling wet, withdrew her hand and spread out her palm, and found that her whole hand was bright red blood, and she looked down and inadvertently glimpsed an arrow in her chest, which penetrated from her back to her chest, and she was wearing a purple dress of ancient people.

Some scattered and unfamiliar memories flashed through her mind, at this time she was in the midst of a sea of fire, the flames were soaring, some burned wood kept falling above her head, and there was a bunch of people shouting outside, she couldn't hear what those people were saying, but she saw a tall and familiar figure in the crowd at a glance, it was Mo Xuan! He was dressed in ancient clothes, and next to him stood Lin Yang, who was also wearing ancient clothes, and her mother was leaning against her father's arms wiping her tears.

Lin Lang was in a trance, did she fall into a parallel time and space? And the self of this plane is happening exactly the same thing as the modern time and space, but the way of dying is different.

And Lin Lang of this time and space probably died as early as when the arrow penetrated her body, and she just fell through the crack in time and space into her body.

Lin Lang looked at those familiar people, she began to slowly change from a light smile to a laugh, tears fell with a smile, the fire burned her skirt, burned her hair and eyebrows, it turned out that this was fate, no matter what time and space she would experience these pains, she couldn't escape if she wanted to.

The fire burned more and more, and the roof tiles fell to the ground without support, and the pillars of the house fell one by one, and the fire overwhelmed her, and before she lost consciousness, she watched a pillar smash at her......

"Miss Lin, can you hear me?"

In the dimly lit room, Lin Lang opened his eyes slightly with difficulty, and a person dressed in black and wearing a fanged mask was holding a piece of paper in his hand, on which he didn't know what was densely written.

She nodded lightly in answer to the man.

"You're seriously injured and in danger, if you want to live, I can help you, but you need to pay a small price in return, can you hear me?"

Lin Lang closed his eyes and shook his head, this person is quite polite, but since she chose to commit suicide, how could she want to live again?

"Miss Lin, have you thought about it clearly?" The masked man thought that he had misunderstood, and asked again, but when he saw that she still shook his head, he stood up and raised his hand and waved, and several black-clothed masked men immediately appeared behind him.

"Throw her into the wolf ditch." The masked man holding the paper didn't have the slightest emotion in his voice, and he got up and was about to leave, when several black-clothed men behind him were about to step forward to move Lin Lang's body.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ...... Wait...... Wait...... "Wolf Ditch, it's not a good place to hear it, this is to let her die without a place to bury?"

"Miss Lin is still in trouble?" The masked man asked impatiently.

"I ...... At what cost? Lin Lang originally wanted to ask if he had to die so aggrieved, to be gnawed beyond recognition by the beast...... It gives me goosebumps just thinking about it, she must have entered some black-hearted organization.

"Don't worry about this Miss Lin, after all, your life is more precious than this." The masked man raised the paper in his hand.

"Do you want to sign it?" Lin Lang struggled to raise his hand, but found that his whole body was in pain and weak.

"As long as you nod your head and press the handprint, you can leave on your own after half a year."

"Good ......" Thinking about being thrown out and gnawed by wild beasts now, Lin Lang couldn't help but shudder, how could he not die after jumping from such a high bridge? Isn't it a hundred dead to be gone?

As soon as her words fell, someone grabbed the tip of her index finger and cut it, and pressed it heavily on the piece of paper, and she didn't even have a chance to read what was written on the paper.

From that day on, she was put in a dark, damp cell, and every day someone would blindfold her with a strip of cloth and carry her out of the cell, and then someone would take her pulse, drink medicine, and apply medicine to the wounds on her body.

After recuperating for more than four months, she was able to get out of bed on her own, her body was no longer so painful, tonight was the night of the full moon, the moonlight came in through the small window on the wall of the cell, Lin Lang saw through the moonlight that she was wearing a set of snow-white ancient dresses, but when she habitually touched her hair, she found that the original long black straight hair became hung on her head of different lengths, and the hair that was originally over the waist was now almost as short as the scalp, she only remembered that she fell from modern time and space to Lin Lang in this time and space.

For more than four months, she spent every day in pain, and there was no time to grieve, and the climate changed from a cool spring to a hot summer.

"Miss Lin, tonight is the time for you to repay your kindness, if you don't move, there won't be any danger, do you hear clearly?"

"Hmm." Sure enough, as soon as he was able to walk, he was blindfolded and taken out, and this would not be like a treatment for injuries, after a bath and change of clothes, he was taken into a room, tied to a pillar with his backhand and unable to move, there was a dead silence around, saying that he was not afraid was false, Lin Lang clearly heard his extremely fast heartbeat.

Thinking back to being afraid of death, what are you afraid of at this time? I couldn't help but stand up straight, straighten my chest, cough lightly twice uncomfortably, and pricked up my ears to listen carefully to the sounds around me.

Suddenly, someone scraped her neck with a knife, she froze instantly, and remembered a novel she had read, saying that some organizations were going to peel off the skins of beautiful women for what they were for, Lin Lang's mind was a little confused, and she couldn't remember what was said later in the story.

Lin Lang turned her head stiffly at this time, and clearly felt the blood flowing out of the dissolved opening, and the next moment, a warm touch stuck to that position, she stared in horror under the blindfolded black cloth, the blood was sucked out, and she also heard the swallowing sound coming from the person's throat, the person's hair caressed her skin, according to that length, it should be a woman, but the person didn't touch her body at all.

The man's warm breath sprayed around her neck, goosebumps rose all over her body, and there was a nice smell on the man's body, probably because there was too much blood coming out, and her head began to feel groggy.

When she woke up, she went back to the cell, and it was bright outside the window, and someone had prepared a lot of soup and rice at the door of the cell.

She looked at the food and turned slightly to face the wall.

Her thoughts drifted away, and she remembered the scene of her first kiss with Mo Xuan.

"Langlang, we've been dating for a year, can I kiss you?"

In the corner of the school's library, she blushed and looked at the tall and handsome boy who was praised by many girls as a school grass, she once thought that she didn't know how many lifetimes she had been good enough to let God favor and send such a beautiful boy to her.

Mo Xuan's good-looking eyes were full of begging, so she couldn't bear to refuse, gently stood on tiptoe and quickly imprinted her first kiss on the corner of his lips, and then quickly pushed him away and ran out of the library as if fleeing for his life, looking back at Mo Xuan outside the door, he grinned, and his petal-like eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

Her nose was sore, tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, remembering that day Lin Yang hid in his arms and cried to her that she was sorry, Mo Xuan protected Lin Yang tightly in his arms, just like the scene when Mo Xuan protected her in his arms in the past.