Lingxi's heart was in turmoil, and she looked focused to confirm whether this was just a dream.
But everything is so real.
The main hall was empty except for Lingxi and the little girl.
Moreover, Lingxi couldn't feel a breath on the little girl, which was too strange. What's more, the little girl seemed to be transformed by the stone statue. When she stared away, she looked at the little girl carefully.
She was wearing ancient clothes. Lingxi didn't know how old these clothes were, but they were definitely not worn by people today.
Moreover, the little girl has two pigtails and her skin is as white as snow, like a porcelain doll made of pink makeup and jade.
But what surprised Lingxi the most was the embroidered shoes the little girl was wearing.
There is a flower on this shoe, but Lingxi has no idea what kind of flower it is.
Everything is too mysterious.
The only thing that was certain was that the little girl had no ill intentions towards her.
That look was so innocent.
It even made Lingxi feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
It was as if she had met her before, and even more as if she and this little girl were part of the same family.
"You... call me sister? Who is the big brother in your mouth?" Lingxi stared at her and asked.
"I don't know either!" The little girl fell into deep thought and suddenly became confused again.
"Have we met before?" Lingxi took a deep breath and asked. The familiar feeling was too strong.
"I should have met you. No, I must have met you. It seems that there is a big brother with you, and we should be familiar with each other. But I can't remember. We should have met before I died.
Are you okay?" the little girl said.
What?
Lingxi was surprised, what do you mean I saw you before you were dead?
"But sister, don't worry, I'm about to come back to life. When I'm fully alive, I may remember it." The little girl tilted her head and said.
This little girl is very cute. She looks at Lingxi very kindly, and her big eyes are staring at Lingxi.
The more this little girl acted like this, the more surprised Lingxi was.
"Little creek, little creek..."
And at this moment, she heard Lin Yan's voice.
Bang!
At this time, the scene disappeared and she immediately opened her eyes.
"It is indeed a dream!" Lingxi murmured as he watched Lin Yan return.
"What were you dreaming about?" Lin Yan asked, with a focused look in his eyes.
He went to that area, killed the demons, and healed the wounds of Wang Gui and others. Wang Gui and others set off on the journey again. Lin Yan returned alone and found Lingxi sleeping on the sacrificial stone platform in the sacrificial hall.
However, under his divine eyes, Lin Yan discovered that the mysterious energy flowing in Lingxi's body was powerful.
Moreover, Lingxi's breathing became more and more rapid, and even the suppressive power of Linghe was about to break. This shocked Lin Yan, and he could only wake up Lingxi.
"I dreamed..." Lingxi said, but suddenly, her mind went blank.
Everything seems to have been forgotten.
This feeling is very strange.
"This human sacrificial hall is absolutely extraordinary. I seemed to have dreamed about something that happened a hundred thousand years ago. It was very real, but suddenly, I forgot everything." Staring at Lin Yan, Lingxi's expression condensed.
Hearing this, Lin Yan's eyes became more solemn.
What was the scene like one hundred thousand years ago?
It seems like all memories have been erased.
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