Chapter 1: Got the Wrong Script?

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In the early spring of the Huai River, the sky is bright and bright, and the prosperity of the city is silent.

A ray of morning light, penetrating the gray clouds, shining directly on the water surface of the Huai River, the water was sparkling, accompanied by a sharp cry, rushing out of the river and resounding through the clouds.

"Shut up!"

Qin An's eyes widened in horror, his mind was confused, he just looked at the person in front of him in a daze, and under the cold eyes of the other party, he forgot to react.

This person is not an inch, his head is full of green silk hanging down from both sides, his long eyebrows are in the sideburns, the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, flamboyant and bright, and he has a stunning posture, Qin An has lived so big, and it is the first time he has seen this kind of peerless beauty.

But Qin An's gaze swept over his flat chest, the corners of his eyes twitched, and the facts told her that this was a man, a man who looked more beautiful than a woman.

What the hell is going on, jumping into a pole and hallucinating?

The man met her gaze, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but it was only for a moment.

Before she could figure it out, the man withdrew his hand and let go of her mouth, Qin An instinctively breathed desperately because of the lack of oxygen, his breathing was short, and he coughed violently.

When she finished coughing, she was about to turn around and ask about the situation, but she saw a man getting dressed, with a tall and straight back, broad shoulders, and a strong waist...... But it was blocked by a dark purple satin.

The man turned around and tugged at the hem of his shirt, looking at her condescendingly with an unclear smile on his lips. Qin An's scalp was slightly numb, and under his gaze, his whole body began to tingle.

She was stunned, it wasn't a psychological effect, it was really painful.

When she looked down, she found that she was also naked, covered with large and small bruises and kiss marks, and these ambiguous traces were constantly reminding her of what had happened before.

So, what is she?

I didn't wake up.

After coming to this conclusion, Qin An pulled the corners of his mouth, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

"Master." A woman scurried in at the door of the cabin, kneeling on one knee and hanging her head respectfully.

Gu Rongshen looked away from Qin An, looked at the person who came, and walked towards the door casually: "Don't let her die." ”

"Yes." The woman raised her head, and waited for Gu Rongshen's figure to disappear before she stood up and walked towards Qin An.

Qin An was in a trance, and seemed to have returned to the moment before bungee jumping, when she jumped from the air, a strong sense of weightlessness hit, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

Her whole body was still sore, but she didn't have the time to care about it, the antique room flashed in her pupils, and she was more at a loss than a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

So, the extra memories in my head are real?

Did she cross over?

She was a peddler with mobile phone film under the overpass, and crossed? Got the wrong script!!

"Awake?" A cold voice sounded, Qin An sat up from the bed, and as soon as she turned her head, an unknown object flew in front of her, landing on her head and covering her vision.

She grinded her teeth, grabbed the clothes on her head, and quickly calmed herself down, people are under the eaves, she endures!

Isn't it just crossing, as the 381st personal disciple of Maoshan, I can't cope with this little scene, and I still have the face to face the ancestral master.

She calmly put on her clothes, sat at the head of the bed, and looked at the woman in front of her.

The woman was not very old, that is, in her twenties, dressed in black, her facial features were not outstanding, and there was a scar at the corner of her eye, which made her look a little weird.

In particular, she exudes a faint aura of death, which is not a sign of longevity.

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