Junior sister is difficult to raise

Chapter 112 The Nightmare That Can't Wake Up

Thinking of this possibility, Wan Qingliang felt a little uncomfortable, and her heart was burning like a fire...

Wan Qingliang was a little distracted when dealing with official documents this day, and was reminded several times by the housekeeper on duty in the afternoon, Su Jiuxi, before hastily correcting it.

Rubbing the faintly aching forehead, Wan Qingliang finally finished processing the official documents that almost filled a whole book case.

Su Jiuxi felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the young palace master today, and he was always a little out of control, which made him baffled.Su Jiuxi endured it, but in the end she couldn't hold it back: "Young Palace Mistress, what... what happened to you?"

Wan Qing was taken aback for a moment, what happened?Nothing happened!

yes!Nothing has happened yet, why is she obsessed with an unresolved issue like a madman this afternoon?

Sure enough, I didn't have a rest, so my IQ was not enough!
Wan Qingliang felt relieved, and smiled: "It's nothing, butler Su, let's go down first!"

Although Su Jiuxi was at a loss, he kept in mind the dogma of "Don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask", so he retreated respectfully.

Wan Qingliang walked out of Gu Qingyu's study and looked at the sky, it was almost midnight.

Strolling towards his bedroom, the lake breeze is cool, and the elegant and cold fragrance of the lotus in the clean water pond lingers on the tip of his nose. Wan Qingliang takes a long breath, letting the fresh air circulate between the lungs, and the suffocation in his heart is relieved a lot.

Maybe, she is really too busy recently, busy calculating the layout, overdrawn too much of her heart, and the whole person has become a little restless and suspicious.

She is a relatively lively person by nature, and she can hardly stay in the same place for three days, even if she takes it for more than three days, it is forced.But now, she voluntarily stayed in Xiaoyao Palace for two full months, handling official documents full of cases every day, like an old pedant...

She feels that she is not like herself!
These days, she has recovered her cultivation at the late stage of the Yin-Yang Realm, and she finally has some confidence to walk in Hongmeng.

Gu Qingyu will come back sooner or later, so where should she go?Should he continue to be the young palace lord of Xiaoyao Palace and weigh and plan with Gu Qingyu to point the sword at the world, or should he wander in Hongmeng by himself?
By the way, where did Gu Qingyu retreat?There are not many places suitable for him to retreat. Could it be that he will go to the Mountain of Gods?
Wan Qingliang took out the sound transmission talisman, thought about it, and put it down again.If he was practicing and was interrupted by her sudden noise, all his previous efforts would have been wasted!
Because she was disturbed when she was practicing, she especially hated the feeling of being disturbed.

It is safer to wait for him to leave the customs!
Wan Qingliang walked and walked to Gu Qingyu's bedroom without knowing it.

Wan Qingliang looked up at the plaque in front of the hall, her heart skipped a beat.

During her days in Xiaoyao Palace, although she was a little dizzy with her busy schedule, she would still come here often, and sometimes even rest here.Habits become natural, today she walked unconsciously, and came here unknowingly.

Wan Qing paused for a moment, then walked towards the inner hall.

The layout of Gu Qingyu's dormitory is almost exactly the same as hers, the difference is that the furnishings of Wanqingliang's dormitory are more delicate and beautiful, and one can tell that it is a woman's residence at a glance, while Gu Qingyu's dormitory is furnished in an elegant and masculine manner.

Wan Qingliang stepped into the dormitory, the Shunhua Sea Pearl decorated in the dormitory sensed people approaching, and gradually lit up, under the soft pearl light, Wan Qingliang's pale face reflected the luster of jade.

The pearls are as bright as the sea, and the beauty is as beautiful as jade. It is obviously an extremely moving picture, but it is faintly dark and cold.

Wan Qingliang walked all the way to the bedroom, it seemed that the master's aura still remained in the huge bedroom, mysterious and charming, like a mandala flower blooming in the night.

Wan Qingliang was really sleepy, so she fell asleep.

Wan Qingliang didn't sleep well this time.

The scary thing is not having nightmares, but knowing that I am dreaming, but not being able to wake up.

In the dream, there was a boundless fire, and the blazing flames crazily devoured everything. Countless people rolled and wailed in the sea of ​​flames, or bowed their heads to beg for mercy, or cursed and cursed, but they couldn't resist the ruthless flames, and they were gradually burned to ashes.

She saw another self, with the same face as herself, but with two extreme temperaments. The overwhelming red lotus karma seemed to burn from her eyes, and then spread throughout the entire primordial world, but her face was like a mechanical one. Like a puppet, numb and indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

I don't know how long the fire has been burning. The wailing in the fire gradually disappeared, but the fire did not weaken at all.

In the sea of ​​fire, only she and Gu Qingyu were left.

Gu Qingyu held a pitch-black long sword in his hand, his eyes changed violently, as if he was in a battle between heaven and man.She also holds a pitch-black long sword in her hand, which is exactly the same as the sword in Gu Qingyu's hand, but her eyes are empty and dull, like a puppet without a soul.

What made Wan Qingliang even more horrified was that she held a sharp sword, and slashed at Gu Qingyu one after another, slashing fiercely without mercy. A single sword can cut the earth into a deep ravine...

Gu Qingyu seemed to be scrupulous about something, but just kept avoiding it. At that time, her cultivation base was far stronger than his, but he was also scrupulous, clumsy left and right, and suffered a lot of injuries.

Although Wan Qingliang knew that this was a dream, when she saw Gu Qingyu was injured, her heart was still so painful that she couldn't breathe, as if a knife was churning between her heart and lungs, terrified, she rushed over: "You bastard! Stop it!"

A pure and majestic multicolored light hit me like a puppet doll fiercely!
The colorful light passed through the puppet doll's body without any hindrance, as if what was hit was just a phantom, and the puppet doll's slashing sword left a deep bone wound on Gu Qingyu's left arm, dripping with blood, which was shocking.

As if aware of Wan Qingliang's existence, the puppet doll looked towards her, a cold and strange smile suddenly appeared on her wooden face, and suddenly, the sword light in her hand turned into trillions...

"Don't!" Wan Qingliang blurted out in surprise, as if she wanted to block the sword light stabbing Gu Qingyu.Gu Qingyu didn't seem to be able to see her, and was seriously injured again, and his figure was far less flexible than before.

Hundreds of millions of sword glows gathered into a bunch and dissipated, and a pitch-black long sword was nailed to Gu Qingyu's heart.The puppet doll seemed very satisfied with the result, turned her head, and Chao Wanqing smiled innocently and coldly.

Wan Qingliang's heart was about to burst, her eyes were red, her hands were slightly closed, a transparent pattern appeared under her feet, in the center of the pattern, a blazing white light flashed, and a white dragon came out of the pattern...

Wan Qingliang suddenly felt clear in her mind, as if a breeze was blowing, and there was a slight pain on her forehead, as if someone had hit a chestnut...

Wan Qingliang opened her eyes, and was suddenly in a trance for a moment, unable to tell whether she was in reality or a dream.

(End of this chapter)