Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Seeing their frenzied state, Ning Qingyou guessed that their behavior must be related to the miasma that had been present before.

I wonder what their state will be like when they are fully awake.

They don't know how long this situation will last, and at this point, if she doesn't go in to find something, she'd be doing herself a disservice.

After thinking for a moment, Ning Qingyou walked inside again.

Finally, I reached the center of this giant pit. Around me, there were perhaps some trees, or perhaps some rocks, but in the center...

It was just a large open space, and in the center of this open space was a huge rune, which was also a deep purple color. A faint purple mist swirled around it, rising from the deep purple rune.

"What kind of place is this?!"

Ning Qingyou looked around; she really couldn't tell anything about this place.

I just heard Lu Yan say that he saw treasures in this central area.

She really couldn't see what good things were in this godforsaken place, and she didn't know how these people could tell.

There was nothing around. Was it really necessary to pass through this rune?

Thinking this, Ning Qingyou walked towards the rune in front of her, step by step. Just as she was about to reach the rune, the two flowers on her head withered instantly and fell to the ground.

"This one……"

Ning Qingyou frowned, sensing something was wrong, but at that moment, her body seemed to be under her control.

She couldn't move for even a moment; at that moment, everything around her changed in a flash.

Ning Qingyou was shocked to find herself standing in a wilderness.

The surrounding area was littered with corpses, and in front of her stood a woman dressed in armor.

She stood there, completely still, with arrows piercing her body and several spears sticking out of her.

It was these spears that kept her standing, her face covered in dried blood.

"You came!"

Her eyes, which had been wide open, slowly focused after she saw Ning Qingyou.

"you are?"

Ning Qingyou looked at her.

She could sense that she had arrived at an ancient battlefield.

Have we stumbled into a tradition again?

"I'm?"

She laughed as she uttered those two words.

"..."

She was beautiful when she smiled, even though she was quite disheveled. Her smile was incredibly captivating, at least that's what Ning Qingyou thought.

She doesn't give off that fiery, red feeling, but rather that elegant, purple feeling, with a touch of mystery.

It's this mystery that makes it so irresistible.

Yes, she gives off the same feeling as those flowers outside.

"To accompany you into your dreams!"

All that could be heard from the woman in front of them was this voice, spoken slowly.

Ning Qingyou only felt a burst of purple mist in front of her before she fell into a coma.

"Miss—the Madam is dead, the Master is dead, the Young Master is dead…even the young master is dead!"

Wearing armor, Mo Ju ran up to her and burst into tears.

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