Scrap Wife

Chapter 337: The Dead City’s Scary Dream (5)

She got it!

It was because the roles of myself and the little girl had switched. I don’t know why the little girl was so sad. She was now taking her place in the dream, so that’s why I felt so sad.

Her body was out of her control, and she bowed slowly to the old man in the high hall.

The emcee's joyful and high-pitched voice sounded again, "Husband and wife worship—"

When the couple bowed down, a gust of wind swept in...

Throughout the city, the wind was violent and the sand and rocks were rolling, making it almost impossible to open your eyes.

The sun was shining brightly, but amidst the strong wind, that ray of sunshine was blooming like flowers in spring, so beautiful and brilliant.

My heart was beating quietly, beating at an unbelievable speed, joy, helplessness, sadness, expectation, mixed with five flavors.

The robes fluttered, and the plain robes, with the sunlight behind them, could not clearly see the appearance of the man standing at the door.

He appeared suddenly, following the gust of wind, like wind, more like moist rain.

Why is it rain?

Because Bei Xinglan's feeling at this moment is like a dry and hopeless dry field, the illusion of rain and dew for a long time, and extreme joy and anticipation.

he came……

He really came...

There were more and more tears on his face, uncontrollably staining the skirt of his clothes.

Bei Xinglan heard his own voice saying, "You're finally here, I know, you won't want me..."

Under the shocked eyes of all the guests, her figure flew away like a butterfly, regardless of the shocked and angry old man in the high hall, the despair on the face of the man who was about to become his husband, and the shock of the guests...

She threw herself into that person's arms. At that moment, she was like a person who fell into an ice cave, and when she encountered a flame, she was as warm as before.

Bei Xinglan tightly grasped that person's clothes, she raised her head, desperately trying to see who that person was, and why she made that little girl so sad, but she couldn't see that person's appearance clearly no matter what. What I saw was a glare of sunshine, and what I heard was only that distant sigh...

A very low sigh, as if it came from a distant time and space...

at this time!

The screen suddenly changed.

Blood!

There was a lot of blood in front of her eyes, which made Bei Xinglan at a loss!
She turned around, and there were corpses on the ground!

The man had disappeared, and there was no sign of the little girl.

That festive wedding turned into a massacre battlefield in an instant!

She was at a loss for what to do, and ran out. The bearers outside and the tall horse all fell into a pool of blood. Not only that, when she ran out of the city lord's mansion, all she saw were stumps and broken arms. !

Bloody!

They were all corpses, and the sky above the entire city was filled with the smell of blood.

Blood flowed like a river, like eighteen levels of hell!

An uncontrollable scream came from Bei Xinglan's throat, and with a bang, her body fell limply to the ground, and in the next second, a mouthful of blood slipped from the corner of her mouth.

Her spirit suddenly collapsed!

It's like a solid city wall, suddenly disintegrated, without an army!
This feeling is frightening, horrifying, and simply uncontrollable!
Bei Xinglan also knew that now she was completely bound by that nightmare, she would die, if she couldn't break free from this nightmare, she would die, and she would not wake up!
Do not!
She can't die yet!
Just, why is it so uncomfortable?

It's like the sky is falling...

There was more and more blood, and in an instant, she had fallen into a pool of blood, with blood under her body...

(End of this chapter)