This kind of cycle day after day has passed for an unknown amount of time. Ningxia feels that her whole body has gone numb and she is faintly desperate.
Will she be trapped in this unknown land for the rest of her life? Will he die here unconsciously? Will he end his life in despair one day?
No one could tell her, and she didn't know. Ningxia has always been a person who cherishes life. She believes that life is meaningful and nothing is more important than living. But now even the meaning of living no longer exists, and living seems to be less important.
One day when Ningxia was picking fruits, she found that her hands seemed to suddenly become transparent. At first she thought it was because she was dazzled, so she closed her eyes tightly and opened them again. She saw that her hands were still moving well, so she didn't take it to heart.
However, things are far from that simple. Next, Ningxia saw her body parts become blurred to varying degrees many times. She could no longer deceive herself with the poor excuse that it was an illusion. There was something wrong with her.
"Bang!" The large leaves stacked on top of each other fell to the ground. Ning Xia stared at her hand blankly, not knowing how to react. At this time, her arm had returned to its solid state. The virtual state will affect the physical condition. The virtual arm cannot hold the things in her hands, so the leaves she holds fall down.
This is already the third time that my body has suddenly become blurred. Ningxia is really afraid that she will disappear between heaven and earth at some point, so silently...
But what can she do?
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"Junior sister, you are my wife from today." The drunken man stumbled into the joyfully decorated new house, with his newly arrived wife sitting on the brand-new ebony bed.
The bride, who looked graceful under the candlelight, shook her head slightly, and was a little dazzled by the firelight. The red hijab that moved as she moved made a rustling sound. In the groom's eyes, it was like a silent invitation. He walked away step by step as if he was confused. past.
"Are you happy?" The slender fingers gently traced the bride's face through the thick hijab, as if feeling the soft skin of the woman underneath.
"I'm so happy." A string of bell-like laughter echoed in the red-toned new house, and an indescribable joy filled the air.
The gorgeous hijab embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns was gently lifted, revealing a face as beautiful as a peach and plum, with a faint fresh temperament. The woman who coexists with innocence and charm has an indescribable attraction.
The woman raised her neck slightly and looked at the bewildered groom. Seeing the growing fascination in his eyes, she smiled, as sweet as newly brewed glutinous rice wine. She slowly approached the man hanging above her and lightly opened her thin lips: "Haisheng...senior brother."
There was a faint aroma lingering on the man's face, making him feel dazed. The wet and soft touch hit his lips, and his whole body trembled.
"you……"
The man's eyes widened, his body trembled, and his throat made an unknown hoarse sound. He looked at his abdomen in disbelief, where a dagger was inserted, which was shaking violently in his abdomen.
Qi Weirui's eyes were gleaming, as if she were looking at the person she loved most, and she couldn't imagine what she had just done.
"The senior brother Hai Sheng I love is an extraordinary person with noble temperament and outstanding talents. I love how gentle he is with me, and I hate that he treats me as one of the same people. I love his talent, but I also hate his romantic nature. .I love him as myself, but he loves me as he loves everyone.”
"You treat me as gentle as water, you treat me as your only one, you are talented, you are also clean and self-sufficient, you love me as you love yourself, and you are indifferent to others. But you will never be my senior brother Haisheng."
"So, please die..." The woman's voice became weaker and weaker, as if she was holding it in her mouth. The dagger she pulled out was stained with bright red blood, and the blood on the tip fell in a trickle.
"It's fake! It's all fake! I'm tired of this scene!"
The surrounding environment was distorted. The phoenix crowns and plumes, the blood on the ground, and the man lying on the ground... all disappeared.
All around was pure white.
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The black dress embroidered with dark patterns is covered with gold silk gauze, and the beautifully carved purple jade crown looks particularly solemn.
Today is the ceremony for Yu Zhendong to take office as the leader. He is about to become the leader of the Wuhua Sect.
Since his father introduced him to the Wuhua Sect, he has steadily improved his cultivation, gained the respect of the elders, established meritorious service in the sect, and become the heir to whom everyone expects. Step by step, he has reached today, becoming the leader of the Wuhua Sect.
His life was as brilliant as he had expected in his youth, and in his prime he had a grandeur that others could not achieve in their lifetime. What else is he dissatisfied with?
Twelve bells rang, and the sound vibrated, shaking his calm heart.
Stepping onto the altar, the solemn high platform, the admiring disciples... Amidst the exclamations one after another, he stopped in front of the last step, only one step away.
"After all, I can't fool myself." Yu Zhendong took back half of his foot that was about to step onto the altar.
All the admiration, glory and obsession dissipated in the air, leaving only pure white.
I still want to walk this road myself, for real!
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At the same time, people who were trapped in the fantasy space jumped out of their predicament one by one and gathered in the special space built for them by Yue Lu.
"Huh?! It's amazing, so many little ones have come out." Yue Lu looked pleased and entered the Hunyuan Gourd again, wanting to explore the situation.
