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Chapter 134(2/2)

Through the crack in the door, Qian Ai looked into the eyes of the three teammates and made a firm commitment.

At the last moment, he grabbed Wu Sheng and pulled his hand hard and pushed it into the door!

Time is up.

The hanging flower door is closed, tightly fitting, and even a trace of wind cannot penetrate.

The fist wind came from behind.

Qian Ai didn't even look at it, and turned his hand and punched the attacker in the face!

The driver Zhang Xiangshan staggered back and sat on the ground. Qian Ai was about to pounce on him, but suddenly felt his calf itch.

He lowered his head, rolled up his trousers, and a young frog was slid on his calves. At the moment he was discovered, it made a very small "quack".

Qian Ai was dizzy, and then his eyes turned dark and he lost consciousness.

...

Inside the Hanghuamen, the three partners tried every means to break through the door. They used all the brute force and stationery, but they were fruitless. They wanted to climb up the wall and look back, but they couldn't climb up at all. There seemed to be an invisible ceiling above their heads, which could not be broken. It was a completely routine like the moonlight maze on 4/23.

The three partners leaned against the door, exhausted.

In front of them was the garden of the inner house, with flowers, grass, and trees, but none of them were alive.

The grass is yellow, the flowers are shriveled, and the trees are withered.

But all the flowers, plants and trees remained at the moment when they withered, withered yellow grass falling down, flowers that had faded all color drooped, and the dead leaves were all gone, hanging densely on the branches, blocking the hazy sky.

Xu Wang looked at everything in front of him and couldn't tell what he was feeling.

No one's yard will do this.

Just like no one can restlessly, raise tadpoles in the fish tank, the gardener's pruning shears will become bigger.

This is not a memory reappearance.

Just as Kuang Jinxin dreamed of his own imagination in the dark room, this place is Chi Yingxue's imagination, or Chi Yingxue's consciousness world that combines reality and imagination.

Hell in the brain.

They are in Chi Yingxue's brain.
Chapter completed!
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