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Yandu, Anlehou House.

"Master, you--"

Zhu Yan couldn't bear to start, dare not look at the lonely figure of the master.

In the past half a month, hurry up and hurry up, but when you come back, it is a step late.

Just yesterday, the wedding was over.

Today, red shreds of paper are still scattered outside the door, and the red lantern on the door has not been removed.

The sky was bright and the entire Yandu were still asleep.

Huo Yanzhi chuckled, "Well," he shook his head, but his eyes were red silently.

I don't know how the girl felt when she was married.

Xiao Mo sighed and said nothing.

They thought that the master was impeccable, and finally found that even the strongest people have weaknesses.

These days, they watched as the master subsided from day to day, and had trouble sleeping and sleeping. There was almost no rest on this journey.

The robe on her body was changed a few days ago. Her hair was messy, and her eyes were full of silence that panicked Xiao Mo and Zhu Yan.

For several months, apart from the letters from the Five Girls, even Saint Yuandi did not know how many times he was called.

But every time, Huo Yanzhi directly ignored, and Quan regarded as not seeing.

In addition to hearing the news that the five girls were about to marry, they rushed back desperately.

In fact, Xiao Mo was thinking, what if he came back?

Is it possible that the master can't **** his relatives?

I thought a lot of things in my mind. The people in front of them didn't move, and they could only wait quietly.

At this moment, the thin, shady blue figure of the man shook violently. The next second, Zhu Yan's eyes widened and he shouted, "Master--"

The man in front of him had fallen back suddenly, but he was unconscious.

Fortunately, Zhu Yan caught it in time, and he couldn't think of anything else, and ordered his servants to open the door one after another.

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Huo Yanzhi didn't know how long he had fallen asleep.

In his sleep, he has been muddled.

But it is not a nightmare, but a beautiful dream.

In the dream, he and the little girl formed a life-to-life marriage, each life will be from the acquaintance and then to the love.

Although they were all broken fragments, even the face of the little girl could not be seen clearly.

But Huo Yanzhi is sure, the woman inside is the little girl!

Dreaming back and forth, some grotesque, some exciting.

But it is undeniable that every dream makes Huo Yan's reluctance to leave.

Because in a dream, he can really own this person.

But even the most beautiful dream, there will be a day to wake up.

Huo Yanzhi feels that something is constantly dragging herself, the woman's voice and appearance are getting further and further away from her, and her body enters a black hole, and it is dark all around.

His heart sank, his heart seemed to be gripped by countless big hands, full of panic.

Don't--

Don't wake up!

His eyes snapped open, the navy blue tent, the embroidery of the crane, and the familiar calming fragrance.

Everything is so familiar, familiar to strange.

Huo Yanzhi sat up and looked around.

An empty piece.

He groaned and pressed his forehead in pain, remembering his already vague dream in his mind.

People are sober when they dream, but when they wake up, they often forget quickly.

Huo Yanzhi gritted his teeth and told himself again and again, do n’t forget, do n’t forget.

But in the end, there are only a few fragments to remember.

"Master, are you awake?"

"Wake up, the servant will tell the old lady! I'm really worried about dying us!"