Not happy?

Bai Nuonuo admitted that he was indeed a little unhappy.

She could perceive that her own affection for Mo Shichen was not as deep as Mo Shichen's affection for her, but this did not mean that she didn't mind that time in her heart.

She remembered a time when she didn't.

That night, Bai Nuonuo, who had not fallen into a nightmare for a while, fell into a nightmare again, appearing in the white fog that he had walked through I don't know how many times.

Soon, that familiar voice echoed in Bai Nuonuo's ears.

"Glutinous... Get out there..."

"Who the hell are you? Why is this phrase every time? Bai Nuonuo asked, subconsciously protecting her stomach, trying to suppress the impatience in her heart.

"Glutinous... Live out..."

Like a written script, the voice still didn't give her an answer, and she told herself, but unlike before, Bai Nuonuo was no longer gone.

She lowered her head and stood silently in place, still swallowed by the white mist.

When she was about to lose even her vague consciousness, Bai Nuonuo suddenly felt the pain that she shouldn't have when she dreamed, and then opened her eyes suddenly.

The night was quiet.

The night in the mountains became more and more silent.

Bai Nuonuo helped his forehead and eased the tightness in his chest.

When her eyes were focused and she was conscious, she looked around and found that she was in a forest, lying alone beside a lake.

The soft moonlight sprinkled the entire lake, and the sparkling water surface amazed the white glutinous eyes, and also reflected the person standing in the middle of the lake.

Although the person was facing away from her, Bai Nuonuo didn't even need to guess to know who the person was.

"Uncle Sal is looking for me, huh? I was a little flattered to choose such a romantic location! Bai Nuonuo slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and approached the lake in small steps.

The man standing in the middle of the lake turned his head when he heard the sound, and his face was a rare paralyzed face, and he couldn't see a trace of emotion, which was not at all like usual.

"Nuonuo, you are pregnant, but this child is not at the right time."

"Huh? What does it mean to be not at the right time? There was a smile on Bai Nuonuo's face, looking curious and hearty, but her eyes were full of storm and blood.

She was inexplicably taken from the Mo family to the deep mountains and old forests...

Salr, who doesn't look normal, starts saying something out of the ordinary again...

At this time, Bai Nuonuo's heart was inexplicably a little strange.

She always thought that Sal would do something tonight, but what could Sal do?

It's not the right time for the child to come...

What do you mean?

Could it be that Sal is going to touch her child?

Bai Nuonuo quietly groped around his body, trying to find something that could be used for self-defense or contact equipment and the like.

It's a pity that she was caught while she was sleeping, and she had nothing on her.

Although Bai Nuonuo's movements were very vague, how could Sal, who had watched Bai Nuonuo grow up, not notice it, but he didn't care, but beckoned to Bai Nuonuo.

"Nuo Nuo, look around and see if you still remember this place."

"Oh..."

Bai Nuonuo did as Sal said, and wandered around the lake casually.

At first, she didn't feel anything.

Later, some mutilated images inexplicably flashed through her mind.

Bai Nuonuo stopped at the right time, stroked the unknown ancient tree in front of him, and turned his head with puzzled eyes: "Uncle Sal, where is this?" ”

She seems... Really familiar with this place...

Sal smiled and didn't answer Bai Nuonuo's question.

He stared at the white glutinous face, suddenly moved his steps, so that the soles of his feet were empty, and he still fell into the lake from his body, and gradually sank to the bottom of the lake.

“？？？”

What the hell?

Is Uncle Sal's drama today a bitter ploy or a death strategy?