But What did the Novelist do Wrong?

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Chapter Thirty-Seven

    "Yuanlu had that dream again—

    in the dream, the gongs and drums were ringing, and people sprinkled red petals happily.

    It seemed that some grand ceremony was about to be held.

    A gorgeous golden sedan chair was carried from a distance, The bearers stepped on the red carpet with bare feet, swaying forward. At the end of the red carpet is a dark river. There are many red petals falling from the air floating on the surface of the river, like human blood falling into oil...Yuanlu was awakened by

    pain Yes, someone slapped her. The side of the girl's face was pierced like burning pain, and there was a distorted humming sound in her ears, and the front of her clothes was roughly pulled up, bringing a momentary sense of weightlessness. She struggled to open her eyes,

    squeezed The one with the retina was a sullen old man, and the door behind him was pushed open, and the fire was as bright as day. There was a big fire outside, and all the logs and trees were burning happily. This is a good thing, because

    this The house is covered with layers, and even the wind refuses to come in on weekdays. Now that there is no such restriction, they should thank her. Yuan Lu couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud. "Hahahaha uncle...what's the matter

    , It's against the rules to break into a girl's boudoir in the middle of the night... Hahaha..."

    "Bitch... why did you do such a rebellious thing! "

    " If you want to do it, just do it. "

    Yuan Lu made a provocative smile, which completely contradicted her delicate and well-behaved face. The old

    man whom Yuan Lu called his uncle was so angry that he couldn't speak any more, only trembling his blue and purple lips."...

    Someone committed suicide?

    The situation happened so suddenly that Xia Youjie was stunned for two seconds before he realized it. He grabbed the five enlightenments he was still talking about about his plans for the magic world, and ran towards the direction where the girl fell from the building.

    He is not such an enthusiastic person. The reason why he is so anxious is because the girl who fell from the building is the new classmate they are going to pick up today.

    As for why I can recognize it from such a distance...

    That's because after the girl fell from the building, an overwhelming curse rose up.

    Ordinary people can't engage in such a big battle in a short time.

    That curse was born and spread too quickly.

    Looking at it from the perspective of a conjurer, almost in the blink of an eye, the black-purple ominous mist enveloped the small half of the school, including the teaching building, forming a twisted ghost, and it continued to spread.