On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Hua Sheng snuggled into Jiang Liu's arms and said nothing, just shook his head.

Jiang Liu could only sigh slightly. She didn't want to say anything, and he certainly couldn't bear to ask, so he could only hold her tighter.

Hua Sheng didn't speak much all night, and lay down to sleep at nine o'clock.

Hua Zhi called and said she wanted to have barbecue with Hua Sheng, but Jiang Liu refused.

He was behind her, hugging her tightly, just wanting to give her the greatest sense of security and warmth.

However, what he doesn't know is that some things are beyond his control.

Hua Sheng still had that dream, the dream she hadn't had for a long time. In the dream, she was by a dark lake.

There was no one around, and the atmosphere was full of weirdness.

She panicked to find a way out, but saw a figure standing not far away.

The man slowly turned around. He was an old man or an old lady, holding a scepter in his hand.

"I've seen you..." she panicked.

This old lady was the one who would appear every time she had that ancient dream.

She is very serious and seems to know her. Every time he sees her, his eyes are full of anger, hatred, and even disappointment.

"Yunluo, you actually forgot me. I'm so disappointed in you."

"Yun Luo, is it Yun Luo?" Hua Sheng was confused.

"You are Hua Yunluo, you are the hope of my Hua clan, and you have forgotten everything?" The old lady was so angry that she moved the scepter in her hand vigorously.

Hua Sheng covered his head and felt a terrible headache.

"What Hua Yunluo, I am not, I am Hua Sheng, I am Hua Sheng."

"As expected, I still thought highly of you. At that time, even the elders of the tribe were against it, but I strongly requested that all the power of the tribe be injected into your body so that you could escape from that disaster. When you left, you also promised that you would come back to save the tribe, but you What? Look what you are doing now?"

Hua Sheng looked pale and speechless.

"You actually fell in love with a mortal, wasting your time and life, and consuming the power given to you by your tribe. You let me down so much, Yun Luo."

"I...I'm not." Hua Sheng was in a mess, his head felt like it was going to explode, and he didn't have any thoughts.

The old lady approached her little by little, and the surrounding lawn all burned, igniting a fire in the black.

Through the firelight, Hua Sheng also saw clearly the old man's true appearance.

Her face was covered with wrinkles and she looked to be at least a hundred years old. Her facial features could no longer be distinguished from good-looking or ugly.

All I know is that she is a very old person. Her back is slightly hunched, but she walks very smoothly.

"Yunluo, since you have forgotten, then I will tell you... I am here to help you remember everything... lest you enjoy happiness here and the people suffer there... Listen, more than a thousand years ago, we... ….”

Before the old lady finished speaking, she suddenly stopped.

She raised her head and looked at the sky. The sky had changed drastically. Thick dark clouds were sinking like thick smoke.

"You...you actually colluded with the devil?"

"I didn't." Hua Sheng defended.

At this time, a ray of red light fell from the sky, and the old lady immediately raised her scepter to resist...and then disappeared from the place while chanting a spell. "

Hua Sheng gasped for breath. It all happened so suddenly. What on earth was going on?

Who is Hua Yunluo? Who is Hua Yunluo?

What tribe? What salvation? What power? She really doesn't remember, she really doesn't remember anything.

Hua Sheng covered his head and recalled painfully alone by the Blackwater Lake.

Behind her, a big hand with long black nails stretched out and was about to land on her shoulder.