Rebirth in Another World: Enchanting and Chaotic World

The wonderful man in the brocade tent was covered in sweat and was soaked in several gauze clothes.

Nangong Qingyu was awakened by a nightmare and still feels a little frightened.

She couldn't remember how many times she dreamed of this plot, and every time she ended with a startled awakening, making her unable to guard against it.

The wound that day was so shocking that the whole soul was trembling. She got up, put on her robe, and disappeared into the darkness.

The lights in Xiao Jifan's room were not turned off, and there was a dark halo in front of the bed, and I didn't know what I was doing.

He was wearing a white dress, surrounded by fairy spirit, which was so beautiful that it was intoxicating. His slender and fair fingers gently held a red bracelet, which was so beautiful that it was thrilling under the light.

The bracelet is covered in blood and I don’t know what beautiful jade it is made of, so it can’t be forgotten at first sight.

He was using a small knife to carve something on it, very carefully.

There were more and more red fragments and powder on the table, and finally Xiao Jifan finally stopped, as if the carving was completed.

The blood-red and transparent bracelet is engraved with three words - Nangong, Xiao!

That’s right! This is the green blood bracelet!

It is exactly the same as the green blood bracelet that Nangong Qingyu saw!

If Nangong Qingyu were at this time, she would definitely be excited. Although she knew it might be a coincidence, she did not know that she had traveled through time because of this bracelet.

What kind of story does this green blood bracelet have? Why is it here with Xiao Jifan? When Nangong Qingyu knew why, it was already a story.

Xiao Jifan stared at the Green Blood Bracelet for a long time, his eyes were complicated and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He slowly put the green blood bracelet in his sleeve, and the pile of powder disappeared at some point, as if nothing had happened.

Nangong Qingyu disappeared in the bedroom, his eyes fainted in the Demon Palace.

The hair is disheveled, and the long hair reaches the waist, just like Qian (Qian) (My name has the word Qian, dig Kakaka~) female ghost, and she is wearing a bright red dress, her eyes are empty and she has a very terrifying atmosphere.

But this is the Demon Palace, who would be afraid?

Nangong Qingyu didn't know what happened, but his thoughts were in chaos. As he walked, he came to Xiao Jifan's door.

The light inside was still on, and it seemed that he was not asleep yet.

Women are always so verbal, they don’t care when they say they don’t care, but they actually care a lot, and they always pretend not to care.

Nangong Qingyu paused, and now he didn't go in or leave at the door.

I raised my hand and wanted to push the door open or knock on it, but I slowly put it down.

Xiao Jifan sat on the chair and just put the green blood bracelet on it.

When he arrived outside Nangong Qingyu, he knew someone and who it was.

He was inside the door and knew that it was her outside the door.

She was outside the door and knew that it was him inside the door.

Neither of the two spoke, and they were speechless across a red door.

Even if there are thousands of words in my heart, I can't say it.

Because they knew that there was nothing more than a door between the two, this kind of separation would eventually push the two of them farther and worse, and hurt them more and more.

The surroundings were terriblely quiet, without a trace of sound, and even the whistling wind did not blow, as if they knew this strange atmosphere, and they were hiding far away.

After all, the lights went out.

There was no light at all. Nangong Qingyu was submerged in the darkness, his heart was empty, but he was in a vague pain, which made her almost suffocate.

She was about to leave, and there was a movement behind her-

Someone hugged her.