The moment the cold fingertips touched the sculptural face, many images appeared in Nalan Qingcheng's mind.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in those pictures, she could see the people in the pictures, but the people in the pictures couldn't see her.

I saw a picture in which a girl who looked exactly like himself was leading a little girl about ten years old to play among the flowers, and beside him was a man in a light yellow robe standing there looking at her dotingly. There are two girls, one big and one small, although the little girl is only ten years old, but Nalan Qingcheng knows that she should be her previous life.

Nalan Qingcheng is a person who has never experienced family affection since she was a child. Seeing this warm scene, she felt a lot of emotion in her heart.

However, the next moment the picture disappeared, replaced by the woman tightly protecting the little girl behind her, and in front of her was a woman covered in blood, holding a knife and pointing at two People, I don't know what they are shouting. [

Looking at that scene, Nalan Qingcheng's heart suddenly felt empty, as if there was nothing, the feeling of emptiness made her uncomfortable.

"Master, master...>

Nalan Qingcheng recovered and realized that he was still standing in the mausoleum, his hand still resting on the woman's face.

"Master, we should go."

Nalan Qingcheng nodded, and walked out. At the moment she walked out, Nalan Qingcheng couldn't help but look back at the mausoleum behind her. She vaguely saw a Qingcheng woman waving to her, tears, without warning The ground fell, and even Nalan Qingcheng himself didn't know why.

After leaving the mausoleum, Nalan Qingcheng didn't even look at the fainted guards on the ground.

"Master, where are we going now?"

"Go back to the north and leave the country."

When Nalan Qingcheng returned to Beili Country, it was just in time for the first snow in winter.

Seeing the snow-white petals falling on her palm, Nalan Qingcheng's thoughts fell into a blank again. Now she is confused by too many mysteries, and she wants to solve the mysteries but she doesn't know where to start.

"Old man, let me borrow your Linglong Tower."

Baichuan, who was drinking tea, looked up at Nalan Qingcheng in surprise.

"Linglong Tower?"

Nalan Qingcheng nodded.

"What do you want Linglong Tower to do?"

"I need to enter the sixth floor to find Nightmare."

Baichuan nodded. Although he didn't know what Nalan Qingcheng was going to do when he entered the sixth floor to find Yan, but as long as it was about Nalan Qingcheng's affairs, he would fully support him.

Nalan Qingcheng raised an eyebrow.

"Could it be that I have to go in layer by layer?" [

Baichuan chuckled.

"What are you afraid of if you have an ancient beast by your side? Besides, you don't need to go in layer by layer. I just set up a teleportation array and send you in directly."

Nalan Qingcheng curled her lips, not to speak earlier.

Baichuan made a seal with his hands, and then a circle of light appeared, and Nalan Qingcheng walked in with Huoxue.

Once inside, there is endless darkness.

"Night, come out!"

I saw that the originally dark sixth-floor space instantly became extremely bright, and in front of Nalan Qingcheng, Yan dressed in red stood there and looked at Nalan Qingcheng, as if she was a stranger.

In fact, Yan recognized Nalan Qingcheng, he still remembered the little girl who could resist his mind-calling technique, but this time when he saw her coming, he seemed to have a premonition, looking at the stunning person in front of him, Yan There are a lot of feelings in my heart, how many years, how many years I have stayed in this Linglong Tower, and finally waited for the day of her return.

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