When Meng Hanchen got home, it was already two o'clock in the morning, she dragged her tired body to the washstand, squeezed a little purity facial cleanser, and applied it to her face.

She stared at herself in the mirror.

After staying up late for several days, there were already traces of dark circles under her eyes, but all kinds of sleepy colors still couldn't hide her unique charm.

People are tired, but God is there.

Her heart was still twitching faintly, and she recalled "Founding Girl" again, but her heart was still disappointed.

She stumbled to the terrace, slumped into the lap chair and gulped in the fresh air.

She's going to suffocate.

The name still kept her from being able to extricate herself, and it pierced her heart over and over again.

A tear slid down the corner of her eye, across every inch of her skin, and finally into the dust.

The dark night is pressing on every corner of the city, the sky and the earth are wrapped in black curtains, and the intrigue performance has not yet begun, and people can get a short sleep.

But what awaits them after a good night's sleep?

She wants to get herself drunk, drunk like mud, throw her troubles to the spirits, and it is better never to come to her senses.

It's really sad, can a killer also have feelings for the moon? This is a big joke! Isn't her heart already forged into a rock by fire?

Just as she was in a daze, the cruel handover ceremony in her dream woke her up again.

How she got to this peak step by step, she knows best.

She doesn't regret it, and she can't regret it.

How are you in Beiwen Cave? What about thousands of troops?

You come and kill one, you come and kill ten, let the horses come, until you no longer dare to challenge my prestige!

She misses her mother's kindness, Xileng's sincerity, and the leader's weight.

These alone are enough for her to live well and live bravely!

I don't know how much wine she poured herself, but in short, the bottle bottomed out, and the sky was hazy.

The sun crept out a small head from the horizon and slowly zoomed in until it revealed its entire head.

She pressed against the sun, and the cold pulled her out of her dream.

She caught the sunlight with her fingers and let it swim on her face.

She suddenly discovers that she is actually symbiotic with the sun.