The color of the night was like water, very elegant, Qu Mo Ying lay on the bed, but could not sleep for a while.

Her sleep had never actually been very good, she would always wake up from her dreams with palpitations, several times a night, with all sorts of bad scenarios swarming around, sometimes making her unable to tell if it was a dream or not reality for a while.

Now again, suddenly opened his eyes, was dreaming of the Lin Yuan Pavilion on the Ji You Ran hideous grinning ...