I do not know how long it has been.
Gu Qiqi's consciousness gradually floated back from mid-air, and a crying sound came from her ears:
"Wake up, lord, lord, woo woo lord, you are dead, how will I survive? We managed to save so many color points, who will inherit it woo woo"
It's the voice of the little dirty turtle
Gu Qiqi's ears moved.
Lips, still a little wet.
My whole body was sore and sore, as if I had just experienced an intense relationship.
She suddenly opened her eyes: she is not dead
To feel the pain is to be alive.
"Master Yin, look at me, look at me!" The little dirty turtle climbed up and down excitedly, tears streaming down his face.
If the master dies, he doesn't want to live anymore. Reincarnation is a technical job. If he can't find such a good master in his next life, what's the point of his tortoise life
Gu Qiqi closed her eyes, feeling the pain from being stabbed by the scorching sun.
But even if she closed her eyes, her hands were not idle, and she was groping on the ground: "Jeez, where is the jeez, little dirty turtle, please help me to see him, is he awake or not? or passed out"
The little dirty turtle was aggrieved: "Master, my tail was scratched by a millimeter."
Gu Qiqi: "Yeah, good boy. Where's the prince?"
The little dirty turtle cried out, "I don't know."
Lord, you only pay attention to stupid men, don't you pay attention to this baby
When Gu Qiqi heard this, she became anxious. Regardless of the glare of the strong sunlight, she forcefully opened her eyes and looked outside.
However, at this glance, she was stunned.
She is not in the desert.
but in the city.
in a very familiar city
Qingcheng
Abandoned Qingcheng High School Classroom
worn blackboard
There is also a young woman hanging upside down on the blackboard
Broken clothes, bruised and purple bruises all over her body, her face is haggard but still delicate and delicate, she is being surrounded by a group of vicious strong men in black, trying to rape her
Also, Gu Xiaobei, the younger brother who was struggling on the ground and was trampled by Gu Xuexue, finally passed away.
Gu Qiqi's throat surged with hot blood, and the tip of her tongue immediately tasted sweet and fishy.
She was so angry that she got up and was about to rush into the classroom.
No, no, she doesn't want Xiaobei to die, her greatest wish in her rebirth is to save Xiaobei, but now Xiaobei is still dead, she can't accept it
Is her rebirth just a meaningless dream
don't want
She slammed forward, but instead of crashing into the classroom, she was bounced back.
The scene in front of her was like being staged alive on the other end of the glass screen, and she was kept outside.
The little dirty turtle crawled over and lay obediently on her shoulder, with tears in his eyes: "Master Yin, it turns out that your past life was really miserable. I really want to go through the gate of time and bite them to death."
Gu Qiqi was in grief and indignation, her breath was stagnant
It's not a dream, it's not a dream
This is the past life she saw in the gate of time
Originally, she wanted to open the door of time to see Brother Chu's future, but by accident, how did she travel to her own past life, the scene before her death
She clenched her fists tightly, and slowly flattened them until she calmed down.
She didn't go back to her previous life.
She is still in this life, she just passes through the door of time and can see what happened in the previous life.
And those things, she has already reversed the ending through her efforts in this life
don't get excited, calm down, calm down
When she calmed down and saw that at the last moment, when she was about to be humiliated by the men, she stubbornly punctured the aorta and sprinkled the poisonous blood desolately, she could be calmly curious, Gu Xuexue and the others , will you be poisoned to death by yourself
There will be no fish that slip through the net, right
While she was thinking.
Suddenly, a male voice came in from outside the classroom: "I'm late."
Hearing that familiar voice, Gu Qiqi was shocked.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
Master Yun: Goodnight Kiss Gao Xiao wrote it, there will be a higher tide tomorrow