Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

Mu Qing walked in a fog.

The place is empty and silent, only the sound of sleeves flapping.

His expression was indifferent, and his eyes were empty.

Halfway through the walk, he waved his sleeves slightly, and a low sandalwood table was transformed into a table.

—It seems that this is his dream.

God does not enter a dream, if it does, it is an omen.

With a wave of his sleeves, he moved away from the low table and waited quietly.

But nothing happened.

Mu Qing thought for a moment, then continued to move forward.

The surrounding fog is thicker, almost blinding people's eyes.

But Mu Qing's expression remained unchanged, as if she was not afraid of getting lost in it.

Soon, the mist gradually cleared, and he saw a bright silver moon as if he saw the moon through the clouds and mists.

She sat on the ground, her long ink-like hair hanging down her side, and her white but thin skirt spread out on the ground.

The skirt was obviously a bit big and transparent, and one side slipped from her shoulders, revealing half of her fair back.

Mu Qing stopped in her tracks.

"Who are you?"

The woman turned her head when she heard the words, a trace of doubt flashed in Mu Qing's eyes.

The woman said in a low voice: "Where is this place?"

The woman's voice was very soft, with a hint of timidity.

She lowered her head halfway, glanced at him quietly, and quickly retracted it out of fear.

It reminded Mu Qing of the little succubus in his small hall.

"Is this your dream?" he asked.

"What dream?"

Confusion was clearly visible in her eyes, and she clenched her skirt tightly as she spoke.

But he lost sight of the other, one side was pulled up, and the other side slipped down.

She was a little flustered and turned around in embarrassment.

I didn't want to step on the skirt that reached the floor, and the skirt slid directly from the shoulders to half the waist, revealing half of the back.

From Mu Qing's direction, you can see her very beautiful shoulder blades and smooth waistline.

But the skirt stopped abruptly when it only fell to the fast hip line.

Because the woman hastily pulled up the skirt.

Mu Qing gentlemanly turned around, flicked her sleeves, and conjured a cloak out of thin air, which fell on the woman.

"Thank you."

The woman thanked timidly.

Mu Qing didn't answer, but raised her eyes and looked around.

The eyes are still the same as when they first came in, all they can see is gray and black, it seems that there is nothing else except them.

He released his divine sense to search around, but found nothing.

If it was someone else's dream, he would not be allowed to come and go so freely.

But if it was his dream, what happened to her?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the woman speak softly again.

"Dare to ask... where can I go out?"

Mu Qing tilted her head and glanced at her.

"do not know."

"Oh."

The woman didn't ask any more questions, and grabbed the cloak obediently.

Mu Qing no longer looked at her.

All this is a bit weird, maybe this is not a dream.

Mu Qing lowered her head and thought for a moment, then decided to see how to get out first.

Little did he know that as soon as he lifted his leg and took a few steps, he felt something tug on his robe.

He paused and glanced at it.

The woman asked softly, "Where are you going? Can you take me with you?"

"No, wait here."

"Oh."

The woman let go of her hand.

Then she raised her small face and asked him obediently: "Then will you come back?"

Mu Qing glanced at her: "Yes."

Although he didn't know what was going on right now, he would not leave the little succubus in this place.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief.

After a stick of incense, Mu Qing came back.

He couldn't find his way out.

There is no one, no objects, no wind and no light, it is weird and abnormal, but it doesn't seem to hurt people's lives.

He really couldn't figure it out, so he had to come back first, lest the woman would be afraid by herself.

It turned out that the little succubus was lying on the ground and fell asleep.

She is quite heartless...