Chapter 1150

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Yang Zimei tried to push hard, but her body couldn't pull up. She had to sink gradually and lose consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that there was a beautiful picture in front of me.

The grass is green and the wild flowers are colorful. They are swaying in the sunlight. Beside them, there is a clear brook flowing quietly. There are many small fish swimming in the water.

There are also many beautiful butterflies dancing around.

Hallucination?

Yang Zimei wiped his eyes to make sure that what he saw was a real scene, not an illusion.

Xiaoqian, ripple, what about them?

Yang Zimei found that his hands were empty, and he looked around in a hurry.

She was alone around.

Xiaoqian, Lianyi and Huo Wenhua are all gone!

She got up in a hurry and found that her clothes were not right.

Looking down, it was not her original casual clothes, but was replaced with a set of white silk clothes, which had a sense of ancient elegance.

This is

She took out the Phoenix's bloody mirror from the storage ring and looked at herself.

It turned out that the ice blue hair, which was very angry, turned into pure black again. The white silk ribbon sent to her by the snow lake was still tied on her head.

Look at their own feet, also was replaced by a pair of light embroidered shoes, white vamp, embroidered with elegant flowers.

Who changed her clothes?

Suddenly she felt a little creepy and touched her neck.

The mahogany card is still there.

The ice blue crystal sent by the dragon on the wrist is also there.

His skin did not turn black, still white like snow.

She recalled that she had sunk into the black river and lost consciousness.

Why are you here?

Where have they gone?

"Xiaoqian, Lianyi, Mr. Huo --"

Yang Zimei, the elitist luck, called out loudly.

However, there was no response. She had to search along the stream.

Everything here is beautiful and quiet, as if it is a secluded paradise. Zhongling Yuxiu should be the place where the spirit cave is.

At the end of the stream sat a man fishing in a hat.

This person's black clothes, black bamboo hat, but the skin on her hand is not black, but close to her skin color, white a little transparent, and even exudes a light shine.

Finally, I met someone.

Yang Zimei's heart a joy, walked to his side, gently called a, "Hello!"

The man did not answer her, but went on fishing with his hat down.

Seeing a small stool beside him, Yang Zimei sat down to see him clearly.

The chin under the hat looks slim and beautiful, and the thin lips of cherry red are slightly pursed, which is sexy and evil.

I don't know what kind of face will be revealed when you open the hat?

Yang Zimei can't help but think of the appearance of seeing the snow lake at first.

That's really a charming face of all living beings.

Think of death again!

Half face and snow lake similar, but also handsome cool.

This person's chin and snow lake's also a bit similar!

If it was a snow lake, how wonderful it would be!

If it was a snow lake, it was impossible to turn a deaf ear to her existence.

I think it's someone else.

When he responds, it is estimated that only when there is a fish on the hook.

So she looked at his fishing rod.

It's a very common fishing rod made of bamboo. However, the fishing hook used for fishing has no hook. It's just a vertical embroidery needle.

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