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Chapter 109: The Mysterious Man and Woman in the Secret Realm

"Misunderstanding!" Shangguan Feng'er sneered again.

The red satin shirt was picked up by the wind blowing from the bottom of the cliff and fluttered wantonly in the air. At this time, she looked like a bloodthirsty female Shura in the eyes of those people.

"Yes, yes, it's a misunderstanding." Qiu Yi said anxiously, wishing he could walk over in a few steps, but he knew that it was just a fantasy.

There is a beautiful smile on Shangguan Feng'er's charming face. That smile is like Mona Lisa's smile. Although it is shallow, it is so complicated, with a little irony, a little sadness, a little determination, a little bit.

Feeling relieved, he slightly opened his red lips and said disdainfully, "Go back and tell Zheng Yi that even if I die, I will not let him go. Let him live well and wait for me." After saying that, he fell down on his back.

The red clothes fluttered seductively in the air, and the light and graceful body was like a fallen petal fluttering in the wind.

As her body sank lower and lower, Shangguan Feng'er felt as if her head was about to explode. Then she felt that an unknown force was about to suck her soul away. The soul seemed to be about to escape from her body. It didn't take long for her to

Lost my sleep.

I don't know how much time passed, but Shangguan Feng'er felt like she was lying on the bed, with no pain in her whole body.

She tried hard to open her eyes, but she couldn't open them at all, as if she couldn't control them.

"Where is this?" This was the first thought that flashed in Shangguan Feng'er's mind. She tried to sit up, but found that she couldn't move at all, not even her neck. This made her feel powerless. Could it be that she couldn't move at all?

There is some consciousness in the brain all over the body, but everything else is nullified?

"What is going on?" This was Shangguan Feng'er's second thought.

"Doctor, what are you talking about? Chronic vegetative state, how is it possible? How is this possible? How could my Yu'er be in this state?" The heartbreaking voice seemed to come from a distant place.

Every time Shangguan Feng'er heard this voice, she seemed to think it was a call, a mother calling her children, and yes, it was the voice of her adoptive mother.

She tried hard to open her eyes again, but still couldn't; she tried to open her mouth again, but still couldn't, and her eyes were still dark.

"Mom, Mom, don't faint, Mom, don't scare me." It was Shi Yuci's crying voice.

What's going on? Could it be that I'm wearing it again?

Shangguan Feng'er was confused, but when he thought about the chronic vegetative state mentioned by his adoptive mother before, it seemed that he was talking about himself. Could it be that he did not die after falling from the Broken Heart Cliff, but became a vegetative state, which is what the adoptive mother said about the chronic vegetative state.

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She smiled bitterly in her heart: It seemed that everything that happened in that time and space was just a superficial dream, imagined during the period when she was unconscious.

"Who said what happened in Yan State was an illusion?" Suddenly a rich voice came from nowhere.

This voice was somewhat familiar, but Shangguan Feng'er couldn't figure out who it belonged to.

Shangguan Feng'er's eyes seemed to be able to see, but it was not in a hospital or in his own house. It was just chaotic and misty, as if there was a lot of mist.

Shangguan Feng'er glanced around, but there was no one around, "Who are you and why can you hear what I'm saying?"

"Guess." The voice sounded again.

Shangguan Feng'er frowned and said nothing.

She hates it most when people are like this, always asking you to guess, making you guess at every turn, making it seem very mysterious.

"I'm right, honey, our Feng'er is getting more and more impatient." The rich voice was full of doting.

"Feng'er?" Shangguan Feng'er was puzzled as to who this person was. "Our Feng'er?" He couldn't be his father, emperor, mother and concubine, so who was he?

"Look, she has a new father and mother, and she looks after us." The rich voice was a little jealous.

"Stop talking about my Feng'er like that." A woman's voice sounded angrily.


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