Rebirth: The Curse of Manzhushahua

Chapter 25 No.18 Duo Feng Jingchen's Provocation
No.18 Duo Feng Jingchen's provocation
Wen Hui looked at her as if she was using a very strong hand, so she followed her helplessly.Xia Sha walked forward, the hair around her face was slightly messed up, and she seemed to be breaking free with blossoming red flowers. When the hair was covered, she realized that, in fact, she was just broken forcibly. Zhang Rongyan.

Wake up, is this what you call a test?
Such a similar person is no longer me.

She touched her face, suddenly lost.

And today's school is more lively than other times. The bustle makes her even more out of place. She is already very suitable for this era and has learned to adapt. However, she still likes herself at that time, because she learned to The beginning of missing.

Walking back to her dormitory, school will officially start tomorrow, she closed the book in her hand, gently stroked the hair that reached to her shoulders, but thought of Ouyang Man's waist-length hair, Gently shaking the memories of the past, she closed her eyes, and her fingers gradually became slightly cold.

That night, she slept extremely unsteadily. In her dream, she seemed to dream that she had returned to the day when she lost everything. She was worse than dead, until she was awakened suddenly, only to find that she had already burst into tears before she knew it.

Some things are really unthinkable, and some things are what she has always insisted on.

Reincarnation, what kind of ending is it again.

Jun Ting, where are you?Gently lowering her eyes, there were too many teardrops on the eyelashes, shaking like the most precious pearls, transparent and crystal clear, and then quickly falling down.In the air, there is also a slight injury.

Turning around, Wen Hui fell asleep with her back to her, she stepped out of bed lightly, not wanting to disturb her rest, went to the balcony, she leaned on the bottle, quietly looked up at the moon above her head.

Under the moonlight, her face had a faint soft light, and the blood-red birthmark on her face seemed to have receded a lot, but she saw a red flower blooming on her face, with a somewhat enchanting blood color.The clouds and smoke stop, the light sand is flying, and the dark fragrance is floating. Whoever met you is caught in a glimpse.

And who fell all over the ground and was injured.Letting go, but began to tighten.

She is still the same as before, but she is no longer beautiful.

After standing for a long time, she turned around, and a round of blue moon was also hidden in the clouds, and some light halos stayed. Tomorrow, it will be a clear sky.

She sat back on the bed, perhaps, she could still sleep, and hoped that there would be no dreams tonight.She was tired and just wanted to sleep.

Turning sideways, she closed her eyes, rubbed her face against the soft pillow, and slowly fell asleep. Her dream was actually quiet all the time. In another villa, a boy in a white pajamas kept Standing in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, the moonlight just fell on him, his hazy face was a little beautiful, his body was very tall, but not thin at all, his fingers were slender And very powerful.Wrapping around his chest, he raised his head lightly, between the thick long eyelashes, there was a hint of freshness and coldness.

"Finally, your house is really comfortable. I really don't want to leave. I'm thinking about staying in your house for a long time." At this time, in the quiet room, there was a sudden voice. destroyed.

An Moran put down her hands, turned around, and looked at the man lying on his bed half lying on his bed with a casual expression, his lips were slightly pursed, and he walked directly outside.

"Hey, where are you going? It's not good to keep the guests, right? You're really rude," Feng Jingchen, with long arms and legs, immediately stood up, moving very quickly, he blocked An Moran's In front of him, he stretched out his finger and shook it, "Moran, why are you so boring, even colder than that ice cube, it's simply not fun."

An Moran just stared at his smoky gray eyes, watching Feng Jingchen slightly step back for a few days, he suddenly raised the corners of his lips, with a bit of evil in his smile, "Do you think this young master is handsome? Incomparable, that's why I was fascinated by it, are you planning to give up on her and go after this young master instead?" He said deliberately, stretched out his long fingers and pulled out the broken hair on his forehead, his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, People can't tell which is real and which is fake.

An Moran tightly closed his lips, but a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared. He was still indifferent, without any emotional ups and downs.

"You go to find Junhao." He calmly dropped these words, turned around and walked out. There are many rooms in his house, and he can live in any one.

After An Moran walked out, the smile on Feng Jingting's lips disappeared immediately, he squinted his eyes, and leaned against the French window, letting the pale moonlight fall on his face, with half hidden danger and thought.

(End of this chapter)