Ye Liuli lowered her head to look at her fiery red wedding dress, then glanced at the ancient and elegant buildings around her. For the first time in her life, she had a suicidal urge, "Transmigrating... could it be transmigration Damn it, I'm a staunch materialist and a successor of socialism! So many people want to transmigrate, don't let me transmigrate!",Ye Liuli's brain went blank, her limbs turned limp, and she collapsed. Yet, there was a faint scent of blood stinging her nostrils.,This is an old wound, it was already healed, but the previous wound was too deep, even after healing the surface was very thin. After today's impact, it cracked again, oozing blood.。