Qin Yayong's arms waved constantly in the air, her nightmare wrapped around her, so that she could not get out, a piece of red blood, let her heart hold tightly, she could not tell whether the red is cold Muchen or Fu Zixun?

"Hang, wake up, Hang, wake up, I am Leng Muchen." Leng Muchen clasped her hand tightly.

Qin Yafu was awakened by a sudden pain. Originally, she still felt pain. She woke up and opened her eyes. She saw Leng Muchen, who was close to her, and suddenly forgot whether she was in reality or in a dream.

"You finally woke up, what happened? How did you make...