Guan Yuqing was hit in the head by a pink brick.
The strange thing was that when she opened her eyes, she found that she was standing in a different place, still breathing through her mouth and nose.
A group of strangers gathered in front of an old house and made a lot of noise.
If she had normal vision, this would appear to be her grandmother's house in the real world.
But this is really strange, not only the people are strange, but the place is also strange.
The pink phone popping out of his trouser pocket is not normal either.
Guan Yuqing rubbed a sentence on the back of the phone.
The City of Sin, the Prison of the Heart.
The city of sin, the prison of the human heart.
All stories start from here.
Wen Rutu opened the coffin board of Guan Yuqing with one palm.
She scolded her that she had never met anyone as lazy as Guan Yuqing in her eight lifetimes.
Sleep, sleep, sleep! After she lost her life here, she would have plenty of time to sleep, and no one would care if she slept like a pig!
Guan Yuqing looked up to the sky and sighed, turned over, and closed his eyes peacefully.
Wen Rutu: Confirmed, I am air.
Warning in advance, everyone is evil and has strange tastes
Warm-hearted and cunning attack (Wen Rutu)
Supernatural adventure flow, 1V1
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Intention: The so-called love is that she is the only one who can tolerate your evil.