Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

The river was actually piled up with dead hands and feet, headless bodies.

They densely occupy the entire river, hundreds of millions, they are stepping on each other, squirming, trying to climb out of the river.

The tumbling water in the river seems to them to be magma and sulfuric acid. They are struggling painfully in the river, even biting each other.

Those who wanted to climb to the shore were washed away by the rushing river as soon as they touched the shore.

They were imprisoned in the river, washed away by the river water for their grievances, day after day, never allowed to go ashore.

Jun Moyan looked at the struggling corpse in the river, feeling the continuous yin wind, and felt cold all over.

Here, why is it so like the **** in the mouth of white clothes.

That bridge, this river, isn't it the Naihe Bridge and Wangchuan?

How did he come here?

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The ground shook slightly, and a dull footstep came from across the river.

The sound of this footstep makes people unable to imagine the weight and hugeness of the other party.

The ghosts in the river who were still biting, struggling and roaring, when they heard the footsteps, they all calmed down slowly, and then all rushed to sink to the bottom of the river.

I'm afraid that after a few seconds, he will be beaten to death by the opponent.

The heavy footsteps became louder and louder, and as the opponent approached, the ground shook more severely, as if the heart was about to be shaken out.

Jun Moyan listened to the sound and looked at the bridge.

In the black mist, a huge black thing walked onto the bridge and was walking towards him.

Jun Moyan stared at the bridge. Seriously, he was really afraid that the bridge would be trampled on by that thing.

If it were replaced by someone else, the first reaction in the current situation would definitely be to turn around, but Jun Moyan had no idea of ​​running away at all.

Just want to see clearly what the other party is.

Finally, the thing slowly walked out of the black fog and came to the bridgehead on his side, but when he saw what was in front of him, Jun Moyan was stunned.

What appeared on the bridge was not a person, nor a ghost, nor an animal.

But this thing, he knows.

It was the cruel "tattoo" on his heart.

It's just that there is not only one face in front of it, it has a head, a huge body, and four feet.

Moreover, it is alive.

Jun Moyan held his breath, then raised his head slightly, looking at it.

His eyes were full of shock and incredible, but there was no fear.

It seemed to be aware that Jun Moyan had been looking up at it, and that thing wanted to get down, but the bridge couldn't contain its huge body. In the end, it could only drive down four legs and lower its height.

Then looked at Jun Mo Yan.

Jun Mo Yan Ping recovered his feelings, but for some reason, he suddenly lifted his steps and walked towards it.

The closer Jun Mo Yan felt, the more cordial he felt.

This kind of intimacy made him really confused.

When he arrived in front of it, Jun Mo and Yan ghost stretched out his hand towards it.

The thing lowered its head cooperatively, moved forward, and even closed its eyes.

However, just when Jun Moyan's hand was about to touch the opponent, a cat cry came and awakened him.

Jun Moyan suddenly opened his eyes and escaped from the dream mirror.

In the eyes, it is a familiar ceiling.

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai raised his small paw, and was about to come and wake up Jun Moyan.

Seeing that Jun Moyan woke up, he immediately put away his sinful paw and rubbed his chin with some guilty conscience.