The blackened heroine is very ill

Chapter 343 Let's go out

Rong Qing didn't expect that he dreamed about the Grim Reaper again.

This time, the space she was in was an airtight small dark room without any exit or light.

The vigilance and restraint cultivated in hell have played a very important role at this moment.

Rong Qing curled up in the corner, the movement of his hands was a posture that could both defend and attack.

This is her dream, not her dream.

The god of death used dreams to spy on her, not once or twice.

Here is the dream created by Death God for Rong Qing.

...

Rong Qing didn't know how long she had stayed here, in her dream, she didn't feel tired or hungry.

She only felt that three days had passed.

At this time, the small black room suddenly shook, Rong Qing frowned and looked around vigilantly.

After a few more seconds, suddenly a burst of intense white light came from one direction.

Rong Qing narrowed his eyes and looked there, a deep coldness flashed across his eyes.

A white figure paced in.

The silver mask covered the face of the god of death, making it impossible to see the slightest bit.

Dressed in a crescent-white robe, he looked like a gentleman walking out of a picture of a lady.

"Ugh……"

Death seemed to be sighing.

Rong Qing still looked at him warily.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"No." The girl noticed that the God of Death had no killing intent towards her, and immediately walked to the God of Death from the corner.

She was able to be reborn because the God of Death gave her the opportunity, and she was able to possess the power of the seven original sins, which was also given to her by the God of Death.

If the god of death wants to take it away, she has no resistance at all.

"You..." Reaper suddenly spoke, but after only saying one word, he sighed again, "That's all."

Rong Qing looked at him coldly.

"You've slept long enough," Death suddenly said, with a low and deep voice, a little hoarse and tired, "Go out!"

With a wave of Death God's sleeve, countless bluish-white rays of light appeared all around, and this light instantly enveloped Rong Qing.

When Rong Qing was dizzy, she seemed to feel that someone hugged her waist and planted a kiss on her forehead.

But when she wanted to wake up, she was already sitting on the bed.

Rong Qing frowned.

Everything in the dream is too real.

It was so real that she couldn't tell where the dream was.

Rong Qing rubbed the center of his brows, picked up the phone beside the bed and checked the time.

It's already five o'clock in the afternoon.

After thinking about it, she put the dream behind her.

After washing up, Rong Qing went straight out, sat on the sofa, and began to read the script in his hand.

There are still two hours before the evening dinner, and one hour at the end is enough to get dressed.

The first crew dinner should be a dinner.

Therefore, clothing, hairstyle and makeup do not need to be too strict.

After all, tomorrow is the opening ceremony, so it is enough to dress solemnly for the opening ceremony.

After Rong Qing watched it for over an hour, Tang Yan knocked on the door.

What he held in his hand was the costume that Rong Qing needed to wear tonight.

"Although it doesn't need to be too solemn, tonight's dinner still needs to be treated grandly."

Rong Qing nodded.

"The director Wang Qingshan is not as good as Yan Xuyang, but the reputation of his films is still good. Director Wang is also quite upright. You can just treat him with a normal heart later on."

After Tang Yan explained, it was like handing Rong Qing a clothing bag in his hand.

(End of this chapter)