Mo Ran slept very early at night, but it does not mean that her sleep quality is very good. Basically, she wakes up from a nightmare every night, and everything in the dream seems to have happened yesterday.

Sometimes Mo Ran felt it was unreal. She always thought that after waking up, she would return to Mojiazhuang and be her eldest lady, happy world. If it weren't for her father who loved his wife and was willing to take over the villa every day, she would have been free and easy.

There are younger brothers who have caused trouble every few days, sisters like elfs, a group of energetic disciples, strict kisses, beautiful second mothers, and the third mother who loves her the most...

But every time I woke up, everything in my dream reminded her that they were really gone, all this was true. Only the coldness was greeted by her, only the panic-wrenching quietness at night, and only the loneliness that was desperate to death...

Mo Ran has long been accustomed to waiting for the dawn to come slowly in the quiet night. Only when the first ray of morning light shines into the window can she feel the flow of blood again, she is still alive...

Sometimes Mo Ran would think that this was good. It was unreasonable that all her relatives died tragically, but she lived comfortably in this world.

She can't forget, nor dare to forget.

...

After dawn, Mo Ran warmed the house. She survived with such simple physical strength. She was so tired that she was panting and sweating all over her forehead.

This body is so deficient that it can no longer be replenished. If it is kept in my mother's hands, just a few needles are needed to regain your body.

But when she was a child, she lacked concentration and didn't like to memorize boring medical books the most. She fished for three days and had two days of drying the net. She didn't learn the essence of her mother at all. In addition, with Sanniang protecting her, her mother's stick failed to successfully train her to become a miracle doctor.

Although I didn't learn the medicine well in Yinjian, I followed Sanniang to understand the witchcraft in northern Xinjiang, playing with some poisonous insects and weeds all day long, and coupled with the medical books my mother forced to write down, I accidentally achieved a poisonous technique.

If you want to take care of your current body, you have to wait until some poisonous weeds and insects emerge in the beginning of spring...

After taking the blanket, Mo Ran was lying on the sofa to read books as usual. The military-green gas stove was placed in front of the sofa. For Mo Ran, reading this time is considered a rest. When you are really tired, take a nap and wake up with a lot of energy.

Although the winter sun is warm, it is very gentle. The person who shines on people is drowsy. Mo Ran did not refuse this temptation and fell asleep slowly. This was almost the easiest moment of her every day.

But today is especially different!

Not long after he fell asleep, Mo Ran's consciousness was pulled into deep darkness. The darkness was filled with gloomy coldness. Mo Ran stood there and calmed down. Many overlapping sounds came from the darkness, sometimes far and sometimes near, and no one knew where they came from, and no one could see the speaker.

After careful analysis, the voice said: "Come here, the little girl comes to me..."

Mo Ran felt like he couldn't tell the difference between reality or dreams, but it would never be better. He frowned and Mo Ran said in a deep voice: "Who are you, why are you pretending to be a ghost?"

"Haha...Who said I was pretending to be a god? I am a real god, and I am also a real ghost hahaha... Come here, little girl, come here..." The voice said again.

Mo Ran didn't move. Not to mention what this strange guy was in the dark, she didn't know. The sounds were stacked and she couldn't tell the direction at all. How could she walk over?

After a while, the man seemed to realize that Mo Ran was hesitating, and laughed a few times, and the voice went away, but left Mo Ran with a sentence, "Come to the theater at the entrance of the village!"

Mo Ran was shocked! Before he could think, a pair of amber eyes suddenly broke into Mo Ran's sight, and the angry eyes were full of murderous intent!

Mo Ran reacted very quickly and flipped behind his back, and rolled out with his hands to the ground, but heard a deafening howl of the wolf. Almost at the same time, the strong wind blew on his face!

Mo Ran had only had time to glance at him quickly, but saw a white wolf rushing towards him fiercely, and a cold light flashed in the wolf's mouth!

Kicked with one leg! Mo Ran quickly retreated with the force and was delighted. Her movements were so agile, which was no different from her previous life! It means that this must be in a dream!

Mo Ran had no weapons, but with her skills, it was not difficult to kill a white wolf, but the fact is that she had fought with this white wolf for a long time without any victory or defeat!

This white wolf is so powerful! No wonder Mo Xiujie, a battle-hardened hunter, died!

After a long battle, the white wolf became more and more fierce, but Mo Ran was a little tired. Suddenly, a cluster of red light flashed, and the aura on the white wolf's body surged! It was so powerful that Mo Ran was a little breathless!

The body seemed to be nailed to the spot, and could not move no matter how hard it was! As the wolf's mouth approached, the darkness of death once again surrounded Mo Ran, exactly the same despair as the last time!

In an instant, scenes of the previous life were returned in front of her. Dad was covered in blood and shouted at her, "Live" and she really survived, but she died inexplicably before she did nothing?!

The strong unwillingness hit every cell in the body. The stiff fingers clasped tightly, the twisting sound of joints was so obvious, and the wrists moved hard, and a crisp and rapid sound of bells rang out.

The white wolf that had reached Mo Ran's eyes suddenly stopped, and the wolf's mouth was just a short distance away from Mo Ran! Mo Ran could even smell the bloody smell emitted from the wolf's mouth and see the dark hole under the big throat!

The pause was only a moment, and Mo Ran knew better than anyone else that her danger had not been relieved and her body could not move. After a few seconds, the white wolf continued to pounce. Mo Ran could feel the stinging sensation of the sharp teeth as they pressed against her skin.

"Don't...Mo Ran..."

When Mo Ran opened her eyes, she was gasping violently, and a strong murderous aura burst out from her whole body! Her hands were pinching Mo Jiabao's neck, and Mo Jiabao's face turned red after being pinched. He looked at Mo Ran in fear, but did not push it away without force.

Mo Ran took off his strength violently, retracted his hand like an electric shock, and leaned against the sofa as if he was exhausted. At this moment, he was already covered in cold sweat. His breathing was not stable yet, and his hands were shaking. He had almost used up all her strength just now, but now his breathing was like an ice thorn slashing through his respiratory tract, which was so painful.

Mo Ran lowered his head and restored his out-of-control heartbeat and breathing. His shoulder-length hair hanged down, just covering all her expressions. He seemed to have fallen into another world, out of reach...

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The handsome Ermeng has woken up long ago, good morning (⊙v⊙)
Chapter completed!