Chapter 327 Dreaming of one’s own ending

Author: Wen Jiutao

Chapter 327 Dreaming of one’s own ending

Qilang suddenly touched the tears on his face, and his face suddenly became happy and said, "Auntie, is he really not dead?"

My aunt sighed helplessly and said, "No, he's still alive."

Qilang's face was full of joy, and he stared at his aunt who was sitting there talking seriously. He was silent for a long time, as if he suddenly figured it out, and then shook his head and said, "My aunt is a liar, her hand tendons and hamstrings were severed.

, was thrown into a mass grave again, how could he still be alive?"

The aunt stared at him with a smile on her face and said, "You are such a big man, and even storytellers are lying. You still take it seriously. In which country's prince can come out and become a gangster? If he is a prince, who dares to challenge him?

Muscles and bones?”

Qilang thought for a while and felt that it made sense, so he nodded and said, "So it's a lie? However, everyone likes 'Iljimae' too much. As long as 'Iljimae' is mentioned, everyone who talks about it has a nose and an eye."

When I first entered the house, although there were tears on my face, I was so full of life and vitality. At this time, I heard that 'Iljimae' was made up by a storyteller, and I instantly lost my confidence, like an eggplant beaten by frost, and there was no

Energetic.

He sighed deeply, stood up, and said, "You guys can chat for a while longer, I'm going back to the house to sleep."

After Qilang finished speaking, he really turned around. But when he opened the door and was about to go out, he suddenly turned to look at Sankui and said, "Did someone break my brother-in-law's hand tendons and hamstrings?"

Then all the people in the room, namely Jiuli and Auntie, all looked at Sankui with a 'swish'.

Sankui was embarrassed at that moment, but fortunately he reacted quickly and said, "Although I am brother-in-law, my brother-in-law was provoked by the robbers."

Qilang didn't follow his words anymore, but just stared at Sankui's hands and feet and said, "If my brother-in-law can be cured, I believe that 'Iljimae' can also be cured. I hope some kind-hearted person will take him in."

!”

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at his aunt and said, "Auntie, the story of 'Iljimae' is not made up, it really does exist." After saying that, he choked and ran out.

My aunt just smiled slightly and shook her head helplessly.

After going back that night, Jiuli dreamed again, but this time it was not someone else she dreamed about, but herself.

She turned out to be the rich daughter of the Hou Mansion, and the Marquis Huo Jiang was her biological father, and Mrs. Hou was her biological mother. She was admitted to the Hou Mansion.

Every time she lived with Huo Shiyu, Huo Shiyu suppressed her at every turn, compared her with her at every turn, and punished her secretly all the time, making her life in chaos and miserable every day.

Later, when she lived in this kind of environment, her spirit became tense for a time and gradually became depressed. As time went by, she seemed to have some kind of hallucination.

Finally, on a rainy night, I ended up depressed.

She died less than half a year after recognizing her, at the hands of Huo Shiyu.

She suddenly sat up from the bed, panting heavily, and looked out the window in horror. The moonlight outside the window was like water, and the stars were twinkling. It was late at night, and the sky was not yet bright.

Why did she have such a strange dream?

Her dreams had always been true. If the Marquis who came over yesterday evening was really her father, she would have entered the Marquis's mansion and died in Huo Shiyu's hands.

Thinking of leaving this world in this way, Jiuli couldn't help but feel a little chilled.

If the dream was true, she would not end up depressed even if she entered the Hou Mansion. She would have killed Huo Shiyu without any effort.

Although her dream was true, there was nothing to worry about.
Chapter completed!