The Peach Blossoms of Time Travel Are Flying in the Rain

When Ye Qingyao woke up, all kinds of skeletons appeared in front of her eyes, and she looked around with her big eyes. It was like a mass grave in a company crew, and even more terrifying than that mass grave. Those were all virtual props, but these real flesh and blood appeared before her eyes, with the stench of rotten flesh, old bones and broken arms, and the dead people who had just died and were thrown in. There was a large amount of corrosion, and there were rats jumping around. She didn't know if it was in a dream or in real life, but it was all real. In a panic, Ye Qingyao was like a headless fly, and what kind of sparks were aroused under the collision, let us stay tuned. This is a series of stories involving more men than women. Click your fingertips to treasure me well, and vote for me with your most precious votes.