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Chapter 531: You... who are you

I'm afraid that little Xingzi has lit some incense. This is her favorite scent of iris...

Smelling this fragrance, I fell asleep unconsciously...

In her sleep, she actually came to the place full of iris flowers...

She was standing in the sea of ​​flowers, and as far as she could see, there was a vast sea of ​​blue flowers.[

It was empty and quiet, with no one else but her.

She was walking a little dazedly among the sea of ​​flowers. A gust of wind blew, and the fragrance of iris hit her nostrils.

"anyone there?"

In a beautiful place, it would be a bit scary if there are no people there.

Quiet, really too quiet.

It was as if I could hear the sound of the wind clearly.

Mu Yanli turned around in a circle and shouted loudly, "Is there anyone there? Is there anyone here?"

Her shouts were recalled in the empty sea of ​​flowers.

Is there anyone, is there anyone, is there anyone???

It was still quiet all around.

Not even the chirping of birds was heard...

Mu Yanli frowned and was about to take a step forward when she suddenly heard a melodious flute sound.

The crisp sound of the flute is just like the chirping of birds, very beautiful.

The sound of the flute is warm and clear, and it is like the spring breeze blowing on your face, blowing with the wind.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute changed, and a light rain seemed to fall again. The raindrops fell gently on the grass blades, tick tick tick...

Mu Yanli stood there in a daze, listening to the sound of the flute in trance.

My heart seems to have floated to a very, very high place...

Soft, light, like feathers...

She couldn't help but walked towards the place where the sound of the flute came from.[

After walking a few steps, a light blue figure suddenly appeared not far from her.

That person...green silk as silk...

The long hair is tied with a light cyan ribbon, and the long hair reaches to the waist.

The figure from the back is tall and erect, tall and delicate...

The broad sleeves of the robe were swollen by the wind, like two birds spreading their wings and about to fly.

Mu Yanli stopped and stared blankly at the purple figure.

"You...who are you..."


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