Ruan Qi dreamed of the boy who was drowned at the bottom of the lake in order to protect her.

The picture in the dream is very fragmented. Ruan Qi tries to see the boy's face, but he can't get rid of the fog in front of him.

She was a little worried and kept shouting 'brother iceberg'.

The boy stopped, turned around and stretched out his clean hand.

Ruan Qi stretched out his hand to catch it, but when his fingertips were about to touch it, the boy in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"Brother iceberg --!"

Ruan Qi suddenly sat up from the bed.

The early summer wind gently patted the bead curtain on the door and made a crisp and clean sound.

The incense burner on the table curls up, and the sweet aroma twists around, blowing away the panic brought by the dream.

Ruan Qi's thoughts gradually separated from his dream.

She looked at the furnishings in the house and remembered that she was in the school now.

"Have a nightmare again?" Bai Li's voice sounded in his mind.

Ruan Qi shook his head.

"It's not a nightmare, but I dreamed of the little brother who sank the lake last time, but I didn't see his face."

She said with a little grunt, "have I taken the lead in filming? Why are dreams a series?"

The white glass eating grapes almost choked.

Recently, the little girl has been busy filming, and he hasn't come out much.

Play games in the system every day, watch movies, and check the rising belief value at any time. Life is like a salted fish without dreams.

If Chu Yujiang hadn't tried to hypnotize Ruan Qi while she was sleeping, he wouldn't have been blown out.

Bai Li looked at the little girl who knew nothing and hesitated to tell her what had just happened.

He grabbed his white beard and swallowed what he had said back to his stomach. He only said vaguely, "your master and uncle Chu have just come."

Ruan Qi was stunned.

But before she thought it over, Nie Beilou's indifferent voice sounded outside the door.

"Are you awake?"

Ruan Qi quickly put on his shoes and got out of bed, trotted over and opened the door.

Nie Beilou glanced at her, "just woke up?"

The little girl nodded against the head of the chicken nest.

Nie Beilou put his hand on Rua her disheveled hair and said, "pack up. Everyone is here. Come out for dinner."

……

The leader who hasn't come back for 19 years finally returned, and all the disciples who can come back.

There were six big round tables in the yard, full of about a hundred people.

Ruan Qi followed Nie Beilou, calling people table by table. Martial uncle, martial uncle, martial brother, martial sister, she has only one idea when she walks down in a circle——

It's not a good thing to have more relatives. Her head is almost bald.

The tired little girl tied her precarious hair into a small ball, then sat at the table like an angry bag and began to sign.

To Uncle Bai's little granddaughter, Uncle Xu's big grandson, cousin Wang's little sister-in-law, brother Zhao's brother-in-law

Ruan Qi signed at least 100 copies, then threw away his pen and began to take a group photo with others.

She sat there like a bonsai and let her martial uncles, uncles, brothers and sisters line up to take photos one by one.

Ruan Qi smiled like a soulless mascot. She especially wanted to set up a sign around her, which said——

Ten yuan for a picture in the scenic spot.

……

That night, Ruan Xiaoqi, who took too many photos, lived in the school.

The next morning, Nie Beilou drove her back to the crew.

The shooting of blade in the imperial capital has reached the final stage. Ruan Qi has been busy for a week and the second Department of Daxian store has opened!