第二百零二章 意识在维度空间的联系 (4 / 6)
Only st bit of sciousness， I'm about to go back to see his daughter?
I open my eyes， a man whose huafa stood at my bedside， duke， you finally wake up， I looked at him bnkly， he's in and who speak， said the duke?
I suddenly feel head ache all crack， always feel in my heart， how the present situation is wrong.
In the eyes of a at the red light， the line of sight is also beg more and more red， an old man's voice sounded in my head， almost will be back， you're the duke art of a business.
Where is the sound a bit familiar， heard?
Weeks the dream team iy of resin and general， already and the eastern camp into the trench warfare， dream resin city began to attack the east camp underground fortress， the advance was slow.
East camp boss cloth over there the work wheer frohod， meniscus ride the losses， acc to the phe duke and the eastern camp showdowhere now.
Sein my heart， always felt that to be known as the duke， a little less， but at the ment and don't know who you are， maybe it is the old man said this person?
The in the mind always feel lost sething important， but it simply couldn't remember.
I looked around， I lie on a mahogany four-poster bed of carve patterns or designs on woodwork， body covered with a golden birds pay hage to the king bed quilt， silk damask fabrics outside the bedro has a suite， the head of a bed there is a small wooden table a ser is rising inse.
I have a feeling that I y here for a long time， the old man in a gray cloth， with white hair and forehead under a wisp of bearded， looking at the feeling of a sage like type， he had finished speaking， he quietly standing by， also don't see me， if not eyes blinkiimes move， it looks like a fake one.
The ro is very quiet， I try to twist the body， is no problem， limbs of the bodymove.
I suddenly felt a bit of a familiar， as if they had that experience before， don't know who he is， even the body is not their own.
Think of this， I urgently want to know my way.
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I open my eyes， a man whose huafa stood at my bedside， duke， you finally wake up， I looked at him bnkly， he's in and who speak， said the duke?
I suddenly feel head ache all crack， always feel in my heart， how the present situation is wrong.
In the eyes of a at the red light， the line of sight is also beg more and more red， an old man's voice sounded in my head， almost will be back， you're the duke art of a business.
Where is the sound a bit familiar， heard?
Weeks the dream team iy of resin and general， already and the eastern camp into the trench warfare， dream resin city began to attack the east camp underground fortress， the advance was slow.
East camp boss cloth over there the work wheer frohod， meniscus ride the losses， acc to the phe duke and the eastern camp showdowhere now.
Sein my heart， always felt that to be known as the duke， a little less， but at the ment and don't know who you are， maybe it is the old man said this person?
The in the mind always feel lost sething important， but it simply couldn't remember.
I looked around， I lie on a mahogany four-poster bed of carve patterns or designs on woodwork， body covered with a golden birds pay hage to the king bed quilt， silk damask fabrics outside the bedro has a suite， the head of a bed there is a small wooden table a ser is rising inse.
I have a feeling that I y here for a long time， the old man in a gray cloth， with white hair and forehead under a wisp of bearded， looking at the feeling of a sage like type， he had finished speaking， he quietly standing by， also don't see me， if not eyes blinkiimes move， it looks like a fake one.
The ro is very quiet， I try to twist the body， is no problem， limbs of the bodymove.
I suddenly felt a bit of a familiar， as if they had that experience before， don't know who he is， even the body is not their own.
Think of this， I urgently want to know my way.
The content is not finished, continue reading on the next page