And when the vine climbed onto the arms, legs and feet of Jielan's trio, there was something like a fish's mouth on the tip of the vine. It penetrated into the trio's body and began to suck their spirits, depriving them of their will .
Jie Lan did not wake up, but her face showed an extremely painful expression, as if she had dreamed of something terrible, which made her feel so painful, and the black pig and Qi Xue also showed pain like Jie Lan, because It was too uncomfortable, and their faces were distorted. Obviously the three of them were deprived of their will and fell into their own dreams and couldn't get rid of them. If they could not get rid of the torment of the nightmare, they would be sucked up by the vines of the white tree. Died of anger.
In Jielan’s dream, she only saw a vast expanse of whiteness, as if she was on a wasteland, surrounded by dense fog, her fingers could not be seen, and she was alone, no matter how she called her companion’s name, she could only listen. When she heard her own echo, she hugged tightly in fear, but at this time the mist miraculously dissipated quickly, retreating like a door opened, and when the mist dissipated, she appeared. In front of Jie Lan was a magnificent palace. There were hundreds of civil and military officials in the palace. All of them wore red belts around their waists, as if they were participating in a festive feast, but who was it
Jie Lan walked slowly towards the palace. When they walked past, the officials laughed at such a smiling man in filthy robes, and pointed whisperingly. Jie Lan seemed to be a mouse crossing the street, wishing to find a place. She slid in, but at this moment, she saw a familiar figure appearing in front of her on the temple hall of the palace. The man was proud and handsome, but who was not the engine she missed
Jie Lan was so happy to see him, and hurriedly called: "Qianzhan!"
But he did not respond, nor did he look back at her. Instead, he looked to the left and smiled, as if waiting for someone. Jie Lan followed his gaze, but saw someone dressed in red joy. The woman in a veil dress walked over. She had a pair of jade hands on her abdomen, dignified, elegant and beautiful, her eyes like autumn water flowed away, like a rippling clear water, making Jie Lan present feel ashamed. , And this beautiful and noble woman, who is she who is not Ninglu
It turned out that Qingzhan did not keep his promise. He still married Ninglu as a deceit. Such blatant deception almost tore her heart. Tears flowed down her eyes and said angrily: "What a great warrior, what a young master of the royal city, you Since you deceived me, you... are so cruel."
Qing Zhan looked back at her at this time, at this messy woman who was totally incompatible with the marriage ceremony, and smiled: "You are too stupid to believe in the words of this lord, don't you look at yourself, what do you have? This makes me interested in you. You are just something I used to play with when I was lonely. I didn't expect you to be so stupid to take it seriously, why blame me."
As if struck by lightning in a rainy night, Jie Lan's heart was scorched to death. She held her chest tightly, tears flew away, and murmured in her mouth: "You... You..." But no matter how resentful, But I don't know what to scold, but it's painful as if I'm about to suffocate.