2074. Chapter 2073 Mo Lian Chapter: Weaving Dreams [1]
Mo Lian: How long is a human life? For Fuyou, life and death are a lifetime.
Mo Lian: Why was I born in the world? I never understood it until the moment of death. I understood that everything is because of you. Because you came to this world, I exist.
Huang Beiyue: I don’t want the phoenix to defy the world, live forever, become a god, or be rich and powerful. I only pray for one wish from the gods. I want Mo Lian’s next life.
Huang Beiyue: I want him to meet me in his next life.
Honglian: I don’t care, I just like him! I want to be with him, no matter life, death, pain, suffering, or hell, nothing can stop me!
Xiao Yao: Mo Lian, I will weave a dream for you. In the dream, not even death can separate you.
The bright world is not as good as the longing in the darkness; the ink-colored platycodon tells endless stories of past and present lives.
[He kissed her face, hugged her gently, and a pure smile appeared on the corners of his pale lips. In this life, he could finally protect her.]
My body hurt so much that the explosion was really not something I could have covered.
But fortunately, I didn't die. I have to say that the high-risk industry of killer is too dangerous!
Sometimes no matter how talented you are, you still have to be lucky!
Huang Beiyue pressed her aching ribs and took a breath of cold air.
Tsk...it hurts so much...I have experienced countless serious injuries over the years, but none of them hurt like this.
Her whole body and internal organs seemed to be separated. The heart-piercing pain took her for a long time before she slowly opened her eyes.
The surrounding area seems to be very lively, with noisy people, the sound of forging iron, the sound of hawking...
The battle is over, have all Lance's men left?
There's no way she could be captured...
She vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the severe pain in her body and the confusion in her brain made it impossible for the always alert Huang Beiyue to tell what was wrong.
She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw made her think she was dreaming for a moment.
Yes, dreaming.
Are those people walking around in period costumes kidding themselves?
There are also antique buildings around, which are like re-creating TV scenes.
Huang Beiyue wanted to sneer, but her body was in so much pain that even making an expression would make her grin.
There are no familiar high-rise buildings, and even the clothes on my body are all weird and ancient costumes.
Isn't this too strange?
That guy Lance, dare to make such a joke with her, are you looking for death?
Huang Beiyue frowned slightly. Suddenly, a black shadow whizzed in her direction from a distance. Out of instinct, Huang Beiyue raised her hand and exerted one force on her arm.
A soft object hit her arm, then bounced away and fell to the ground, spinning around.
Huang Beiyue looked down and saw a small leather ball on the ground.
"Yes, I'm sorry..." A soft and waxy voice sounded.
Huang Beiyue raised her head and saw a boy with pigtails standing in front of her. Perhaps the aura on her body was too strong, and the little boy was too scared to come over and looked at her timidly.
There was no smile on Huang Beiyue's face, her expression was cold, her eyes were cold, and she had the usual killer demeanor.
At this moment... I feel a little guilty.
This kid was probably frightened.
"Pick up your ball and go." When she started to speak, her voice was so soft that even she was shocked.
