Cloud Pan Pan opened her eyes, head as heavy as water, and very painful, like someone with a hammer hit her head.

She couldn't think more, she just looked around numbly.

It was dark all around, and there was no moonlight. There was a blue fire floating in the air. It was gloomy and terrifying.

The nose is haunted by an ineffable smell, which is disgusting.

The clouds are all over the place, hands on the ground, and slowly get up.

However, he found that he could not do it at all, so he got up and fell down again.

The chin is knocked on the ground, cloud Pan Pan only feel pain, the brain even a little extra things can't think of, as if it was frozen in the same.

Pakchoi almost died in a hurry. The connection between it and the cloud is broken.

It can't sense the idea of the cloud, and the cloud can't hear itself.

It's more clearly and clearly.

The host's face was extremely pale, and the whole human movement was extremely stiff, just like a walking corpse.

The cloud was lying on the ground, and the palm touched something.

Fingers closed, only feel that thing soft, and also very sticky.

A close look, it is actually a piece of meat.

She quickly threw the meat away, and a little fear grew in her heart.

She doesn't know, but she is afraid of her body.

Lying on the ground for a full cup of tea, until she felt a wisp of breeze, the wind with a faint fragrance.

There was a footstep in front of her, and the black figure fell in front of her.

As the clouds rose, he saw the man coming slowly.

He was wearing a dark red robe. The robe rolled up and down with his movements, interwoven with the ink hair hanging behind him. When the wind moved, she saw the scattered hair.

He didn't care, he just bent down and looked at her.

The red lips with enchantment were drawn up, and there was no emotion in the light brown eyes.

The clouds were wide and he smelled good.

The other side's lip flap moved, the voice was like water, beautiful and pleasant: "is it very lonely and helpless?"

After all, she often stayed alone in a place.

But the head nodded subconsciously.

There was a smile in the man's eyes.

He took out a handkerchief from his arms, took Yun Fanfan's hand which had just pinched the meat and wiped it carefully.

It seemed that he could not see the surrounding environment or smell the bad smell in the air. After wiping her hand, he threw away the handkerchief, which fell on the ground and disappeared immediately.

A hand reached the cloud pan pan in front of the eyes, palm heart upward, palm lines clear, is the kind of looking at feel very warm hand.

He spoke again and asked, "would you like to come with me? I'll take you out of this place? "

Like the ghost of the night, his voice is elegant and beautiful, so people can't refuse.

Before the clouds speak, their bodies respond naturally.

Little hand in his palm, his fingers closed, her hand in the inside.

He didn't mind if he picked her up directly.

His arms were not as warm as his hands, and he could feel cool through his clothes.

Yun pan looked at him in a daze. He also bowed his head and said with a smile: "from today on, there will be no gu yunmiao in this world. Your new name is yun'er."

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