Lightning, thunder, and torrential rain all roared mercilessly around Mu Wanfeng.

Is the way to death come to fulfill me?

Mu Wanfeng secretly thought in her heart, as soon as she finished thinking about this, she smelled a smell of burnt meat, and then, she lost all consciousness.

That's how it's dead, that's how it's dead?

Mu Wanfeng, who died as a ghost, looked at her body that was killed by lightning for a long time and couldn't figure it out.

Sister Fairy, Brother Fairy, is this how you fulfilled me?!

Suddenly, it dawned on her, damn it, why was she sitting on an iron railing on a night of lightning and thunder?

Why do you want to pull your hair in a bun? It's okay to pull the bun, why do you have to insert a hairpin, it's still made of metal!

No, she was plotted by God, this way of dying is not what she wants to choose! She hasn't thought about it yet!

"Can you do it all over again and choose again?!" Mu Wanfeng shouted at the bull-headed horse who came to grab her, "I really haven't thought about it yet, don't let me die so soon!" ”

"Next life." The bull head said impatiently.

"Death is dead, what are you still struggling with, not all of them are dead horizontally and vertically!" Ma Mian persuaded her.

"So you can only be a ghost forever, too unidealistic, too unpursued. I want to be perfect in life, and of course I want to be perfect in death! Mu Wanfeng also induced them, "Okay, okay, send me back first, and then come to you when I think about how to die." ”

"Can't do it!" The bull head and the horse face said in unison.

2. Reborn in ancient times

"Let her go." A cold voice came from afar, and a few seconds later, a beautiful woman with long sleeves fluttering and a snow-white dress appeared in front of them.

"Leave her to this seat to deal with." The woman's red lips opened lightly, her teeth were slightly exposed, and she said softly, but there was an irresistible force in her tone.

"Who are you sacred?" Bull Head asked.

"It's none of your business." As soon as the woman said that, she stretched out a slender jade hand from her snow-white long sleeves, grabbed Mu Wanfeng, flew away, and floated out.

Mu Wanfeng watched the scenery on the ground pass by in front of her eyes, and her eyes were spent.

When it landed, the bull head and horse face were gone.

"This seat can fulfill you." The woman in white said slowly.

"What is your name?" Mu Wanfeng asked.

"You can call this Yaoji."

"You're going to make me die again?" Mu Wanfeng's eyes widened and asked.

"It's not easy to die? It's the hardest thing to live, why do you insist on dying, don't you want to live again? And the people who made you bankrupt with color? ”

"Are you an immortal?" Mu Wanfeng asked timidly, "Why don't you teach people good, but teach people bad?" ”

"This seat is naturally a god, and this seat is a little pitiful when I think of you insisting on going your own way, so I want to fulfill you. Naturally, there is no such thing as a free lunch, and this seat also has something for you to do. ”

Mu Wanfeng was thinking quickly in her mind, rebirth? Not to be born again? Rebirth? Not to be born again? Rebirth?

"Okay, deal!" Mu Wanfeng didn't ask her what she wanted to do for her, so she agreed.

Yaoji smiled slightly, and the two of them began to talk about the conditions.

With only one cup of tea, Mu Wanfeng has come to life again.

It's just that the era she lives in now is no longer the modern society of steel and concrete, but ancient times!