Song Qing opened her eyes suddenly, and her chest heaved violently.
It was dark all around, and there was dust and moisture in the air. He sat up with his hands on the ground, his head still a little dazed.
Wasn't he still at home just now? I was about to find some martial arts novels to read, but why did I end up in this ghost place in the blink of an eye?
Dilapidated temples, collapsed statues, and weeds sprouting from the cracks in the floor tiles. The moonlight spilled in through the holes, illuminating the broken tiles all over the floor with a white light.
Song Qing was considered an old bookworm after all, and he quickly realized that he had traveled through time.
"You're actually still alive?"
A female voice came, shocked and angry.
Song Qing followed the sound and saw a slender figure sitting cross-legged not far from him. The moonlight shines on her face, and her facial features are as delicate as if they were painted on.
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Selling the ancient martial arts system flow under the Mengde brand is so cool that I don't understand.
The content is okay, but what the hell is it that keeps showing up? Sensitive word? Can't use homophones?