When Du Qingling woke up, she found that she was no longer in the forbidden land in the south. She digested everything in the dream, and it was like a dream. She said, you will cross over in the future.
Just this sentence left Du Qingling puzzled.
However, he found that he had not changed at all, and Du Qingling did not think so much. After all, it might just be a dream.
"you're awake?"
The gentle smile on Lan Yingyue's lips blossomed, and her delicate and immortal face became even more unparalleled.
"here?"
Du Qingling stood up and looked around. He felt so familiar...but he was still indifferent, with no surprise or doubt on his expression.
“Aster Yantai”
Lan Yingyue brought the water to Du Qingling's mouth.
"Thanks!"
Apart from that weird scene, she had no intention of thinking about why she was here.
"Why did you faint in the northern wilderness?"
Lan Yingyue thought he would never forget that her long hair was flowing behind her, and her delicate little face was pale and bloodless. Her whole person was as lifeless as a broken doll.
"I do not remember."
Du Qingling shook her head, her mind now in a state of confusion.
"Well, my head hurts."
Du Qingling suddenly covered his head. The severe throbbing pain made Du Qingling break into a cold sweat, as if something was trying to forcefully occupy his mind.
She closed her eyes and fell into Lan Yueying's arms.
Lan Yingyue's warm smile disappeared, and he tied a few ancient hand knots seriously. The simple patterns disappeared instantly after appearing, and he frowned.
He actually couldn't calculate her fate... He looked at the pretty woman in his arms with his deep eyes.