Yu Duhuan felt that this was not a good thing, she had already died so miserably, that thunder slashed down, and it must have turned her beyond recognition into a piece of coke, but now that people are dead, it will hurt, she thinks that she has lost a lot, and when she sees Hades in a while, she must sue hard!

If the king of Hades doesn't admit reason, and doesn't explain why she was struck by lightning for no reason and suffered from the disaster of the five thunders, then she has to follow Sun Dasheng and make trouble in this Hades Palace, this person dies and becomes a ghost, isn't it all played on TV, ghosts have spiritual power or something! Anyway, it's a big deal, the soul is scattered, this person is dead, who knows if there is a reincarnation!

But I'm really tired right now!

Yu Duhuan felt that even if he wanted to toss, he still needed physical strength, so it was better to take a good rest first, and when he replenished his physical strength, it would not be too late to make trouble!

Thinking of this, Yu Duhuan fell into deeper darkness and lost all perception.

Mo Lingxuan frowned and looked at the sleeping woman in front of him.

A few days ago, she appeared by the lake in front of his house in a strange costume, originally he thought it was some kind of evil thief, but he didn't want to be a woman with extremely serious internal injuries, if she didn't rescue her immediately, she would definitely die on the spot.

According to his original temperament, he would never save such an unknown person, but this time, he sent a ghost, and when he saw her dying, he had compassion in his heart, and he couldn't help it, and saved this woman.

He didn't know who this woman was, why she had suffered such serious internal injuries, and how she found this place, but if this woman was for—

Thinking of this, a hint of cold glint flashed in Mo Lingchen's eyes.

He slowly raised his right hand and stretched it out to the woman lying on the bed, but stopped when his hand was about to touch the other.

In the end, Mo Lingchen sighed deeply, withdrew his hand, and turned to leave.

And Yu Duhuan, who has been unconscious, didn't know that he had just walked before the ghost gate.

Next.

It hurts!

This was Yu Wanhuan's first feeling after waking up, she only felt as if her internal organs had been displaced, but this was quickly replaced by a huge surprise.

If she hurts, then it means that she is not dead!

Yu Wanhuan looked around carefully, although it was just dawning now, but the light was enough for her to see everything in the house.

It doesn't seem to be a hospital, and there is a painting on the wall of a woman dressed in white, but because of the back of the painting, I don't know what the woman in the painting looks like. And the other furnishings are also very simple, just a few bamboo chairs, full of classical charm, and she looked at herself again, it was also a simple bamboo bed.

Please, she's a patient, how can she sleep on such a hard bed?

Immediately, however, a question emerged.

Where is this?

She remembered that she was struck by a thunderbolt on the way home, but now, she was okay?

Although escaping death was a happy event, Yu Duhuan still vaguely felt that something was wrong, she habitually raised her hand and scratched her head, and the afterglow of her eyes swept to something.

Hands, her hands!

She stared at her hands in amazement, they were still the same hands, nothing unusual at all. She was obviously struck by lightning, and even if she was lucky enough not to die, she should have been burned, but-

She swallowed and lifted the quilt over herself.

Sky!

She turned out to be a white dress, but what made her feel shocked was that this was an ancient dress, could she be-

Let's cross it!