Chapter 148

The little girl in the light purple dress didn't seem to hear this sentence. She was still lying in the sea of flowers, singing the homesick song with a smile on her face.

The little girl in red gave a sneer. She raised her hand and waved it down. The blood red petals of the lotus flowed out from behind her. The petals attacked the little girl in the light purple dress like a blade.

The little girl didn't even move. A light purple petal flew over to help her resist the blood red petal.

The petals of the two colors collided with each other in the air without making any sound.

In this bloodless fight, little ling'er in red looks at the little girl in light purple dress.

The little girl kept singing that homesick song again and again.

Under the petals, in the dark, gentle and quiet sleeping. In my dream, there seems to be a song coming from far away.

This song is not desolate, nor sad, but inexplicably very tearful.

Wen Wanqing is sleeping in the dark, but tears come out of her eyes.

On the sea of flowers, the little girl in the light purple skirt finally stood up.

With her action, the whole sea of flowers are spinning up, petals gathered into a torrent, ferocious toward small ling'er hit, small ling'er fly to avoid this blow.

However, after this attack, there was another move. The light purple petals flying all over the sky surrounded Xiao ling'er. Xiao ling'er only had time to make defensive actions. The blood red petals wrapped around her body and wrapped her whole body.

The next second, light purple petals suddenly tightened, and then slowly released, falling down.

When all the petals are released, there are only some red petals left in the air. Xiaolinger has disappeared!

The little girl in the lavender dress opened her eyes and directed the lavender petals to smash the residue of the red petals.

The little girl in the light purple dress suddenly felt a little boring, so she turned into countless petals and floated away from here.

Not long after the little girl in light purple dress left, Wen Wanqing opened her eyes in the dark.

Women love flowers, but no matter how much they love them, they will not want to be buried alive. Wen Wanqing is sure of that.

Now she's buried alive by flowers.

Although only petals, but buried so thick or make her feel difficult to breathe, but at least still able to breathe.

Wen Wanqing tried to struggle, but he couldn't move, even a finger.

Wen Wanqing is a little worried. When will she have to be buried like this.

Simply close your eyes, sleep, maybe you can wake up!

Yes, Wen Wanqing has realized and thought of some things. He is probably dreaming.

It's just that she is very strange. How could she have such a strange dream?

And the dream is so real

After all, no matter what kind of dream, as long as it is a dream, there will always be a moment to wake up.

Wenwanqing closed her eyes, motionless, a strange feeling has been around her heart.

She thought hard, but couldn't figure out what it was.

What's more, who is the girl in the light purple skirt?

Looking back on her dress, it is not difficult to find that it was the palace dress of ancient times.

What does a girl in Ancient Palace Dress represent?

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