Hongmeng 3000 Dream

The cold mist that filled the ancient tomb all year round was quietly billowing. Xiao Longnu was reclining on the cold jade bed, her white fingertips unconsciously rubbing the simple lines along the bed. This strange ice object that had been with her for decades actually glowed with a blue halo when the moonlight filtered through the gap on the top of the tomb. "Long'er!" Yang Guo was wiping the black iron heavy sword at the other end of the stone room. The moment he noticed the change, the cold jade bed turned into a spinning cocoon of light. In the bright light, Xiao Longnu's exclamation was swallowed up, and the two of them were sucked into the unknown vortex like leaves in the wind. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.