Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

But the trees didn't look back, they just sat in front of the mountain fans and looked at the sky stunned.

For an hour, the sky also darkened, the stars had not risen, the whole heavens and the earth were dark colors, and people's hearts were pressed into hidden pain.

“No, my heart aches because of him. ”

The trees touched their hearts as if they closed their eyes and saw the clouds lying on a grass full of blood.

The trees were made by this mystery, all kinds of confusion about her and Yun Ting, whether or not it was a dream in the Dao Guan.

Because his master said to have her carve a pen on the ancient tree every day in Daoguan. She has seen the ancient tree, every day, no less than a day, and the latest one is here today.

Doesn't that mean she's never really been down a mountain?

Though this is a strange and incredible thing for ordinary people, it's called a magical state of mind in the doorway.

That is, everyone has their own demons, and if they want to retreat, they are most likely to fall into fantasy dreams. In fantasy dreams, life is a living thing, and it's the easiest to fall into obsession.

The trees closed their eyes and kept fighting in their hearts.

About fifteen minutes later, the trees opened their eyes with unwavering firmness:

“Whether it's true or not, I want to see him! ”

After that, the trees entered the line again.

Yes, she has limited abilities and can't break the line. It's just a waste of time to keep trying.

But the trees also have their own unique pharaoh - her blood.

Every time she lost blood, it was painful, but her blood was equally precious.

The trees bit their fingers and gently placed them on the Phantom Boundary.

Just for a moment, the clouds were scattered and the way forward was clear. No illusions, no mist.

The trees dared not hesitate and hurried down the road.

Unfortunately, only a dozen steps had been taken and her front was once again covered in mist.

Now the trees find a way to break the line, and it's just a drop of blood to go up.

A pale and powerful hand suddenly grabbed the wooden hand.

“Are you crazy? You want to die, don't you?” The familiar voice makes the heart of the woods happy and looks at the visitor.

“Don't look at me like that. I know you don't like me.” Ammingxuan grabbed the trees with no temper:

“Don't worry, your master went down to find Yunting. He'll be fine. ”

It's not a dream! An Mingxuan is true, and so is Yunting.

Ecstatic in the heart of the woods, he stubbornly dotted a drop of blood beads on the mist.

The clouds scattered and it was another road.

Wood joyfully ran forward, ignoring the pull of Ammingxuan.

“Wood, are you crazy? Can't you hear me? If you go down like this, you can only bring trouble to your master and Yunting.

Their ability to cope with any situation, and you can only be a burden. ”

The trees stopped and watched Ammingxuan quietly.

That's what the trees thought when they were on that Land Cruiser.

So she knew Ammingxuan was going to knock her out, and she chose to slow down half a beat.

Default is acquiescence.

At that time, the trees were just thinking that she couldn't be a burden of cloudwork.

But not now. She doesn't think so.

As long as she's around, no matter how badly Yunting gets hurt, she can get him back. If Yunting also encounters such a strange mystery, at least she can save him with her skill or her own blood.