Chapter 247
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Ning An's breathing gradually stabilized, but not long after, her originally relaxed brows knitted together, as if she was having a bad dream!
It was a plain, and blood had dyed the ground red. There were dead bodies everywhere, as well as some strangely shaped people.
A woman dressed in black stood on a hillside not far away. Her black clothes fluttered in the wind, giving off a sorrowful feeling. In her hand, she held a blood-red sword, and there was a liquid dripping down from it.
It was fresh blood …
Suddenly, the woman turned around. For some reason, she couldn't see her face clearly, but she could clearly see her red eyes. Those eyes were filled with madness, a madness that could destroy everything.
Suddenly, Ning An, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes and sat up, breathing rapidly.
Looking around, Ning An put on her shoes and got out of bed. She grabbed a robe and put it on, then opened the door and walked into the courtyard.
The cold moonlight shone in the courtyard. Ning An raised her head to look at the cold, bright moon. Her calm face had an indescribable expression, and a thin layer of sweat could faintly be seen on her forehead …
It was that dream again. This was the third time she had dreamed of it. If it was once or twice, she could say it was a coincidence, but three times?
Was it all a coincidence?
No, she didn't believe it was a coincidence. Moreover, the sadness in her dream was too heavy. It was a kind of despair. Although she didn't know what that despair was, she could feel her despair. It was as if she had sunk into darkness, unable to see the light!
And her intuition told her that that person was related to her …
"It's so late. Why aren't you sleeping? Why are you standing in the courtyard dressed like this?" A cold voice sounded above Ning An.
Hearing this, Ning An was shocked. She looked up and saw Xiao Liangsheng, dressed in a black robe, standing in mid-air. His hands were behind his back, and there was a faint smile on his lips. The moonlight shone on his body, making him seem even more peerless, like a beautiful painting.
"Young Master Xiao, what are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?" Ning An narrowed his eyes. He looked like an elegant and noble cat with an evil and lazy aura.
"I knew you would come out soon, so I came to try my luck and see if you came out," he said with a smile. "I didn't expect my luck to be so good."
The corner of Ning An's mouth twitched slightly. He walked to the stone table and sat down. He glanced at Xiao Liangsheng in mid-air and said faintly, "You want to keep it that way?"
Hearing this, Xiao Liangsheng smiled and landed on the ground from midair. Then, he walked to the other side of the stone table and sat down opposite Ning An.
There was a faint smell of blood on his body. Just now, there was some distance between them, and the smell was very faint, so Ning An didn't smell it. But now that he was close, Ning An naturally smelled it.
Sniffing, Ning An frowned and looked at Xiao Liangsheng. "You're injured?"
"Yes." Xiao Liangsheng didn't hide it and continued, "I met a strong enemy and was slightly injured."
"Strong enemy?" Ning An smiled. "If he can injure you, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary strong enemy."
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