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Chapter 299 I'm Waiting For You
Ling'er withdrew her hand, glanced at her palm, and then stretched out her hand to try again, and there was nothing blocking it, as if a small road was unimpeded.

She stepped over and looked back.

A very eerie place.

Linger continued to move forward.

It was still dim and dark, but there were more bones on the ground, which looked like they were covered with everything, and they were so brittle that they would shatter when touched. When she stepped on them, she could still hear the sound of breaking.

"Who?"

A voice suddenly came from the empty space ahead. The voice was far away. It didn't know where it came from, and it didn't even sound like it was coming from someone.

Ling'er looked ahead, inexplicably, a familiar feeling came to her heart, it was a familiar smell, but it was also a smell she had never smelled before.

She walked forward, looking cautious.

With a sound of "Karma", she stepped on a skull that had existed for an unknown number of years on the ground. She moved her foot to look at it, then moved her foot silently, smiled embarrassedly, and just raised her head.

A face appeared in front of already.

Those eyes glowed eerily in the dimness.

Ling'er stared, motionless.

A face suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. I don't know what kind of filth was stuck on the face, and the facial features could not be seen clearly. The messy hair was loose, covering half of the face. A foul stench hit his face.

Ling'er opened her mouth, but before she could say what she wanted to say, her arm was grabbed by the person in front of her.

"It's you! It's you! It's really you!" An old and indistinguishable voice came from the person in front of him, no matter how hoarse the voice was, it couldn't stop the excitement in his tone.

Ling'er looked behind her, she was the only one, and this person was talking to herself.

She was pinched in pain, but she couldn't use any mana when pinched by this man, she frowned, "I don't know you? l."

"It's you, it's you." The person in front of him kept repeating these words.

Ling'er lightened up, and the darkness in front of her eyes was no longer so dim. The walls were covered with paintings, some of which she could not understand. The man pulled her and showed her a very beautiful spar, "Look, You see, I still have this one, this one was given to me by you, you see."

Ling'er tilted her head to look at the person who was pulling her and trying to say something. The murals on the wall were so bright that people could see her appearance. She had an unusually old face. When she was talking to her, those eyes were even older than the murals. To brighten up two points.

She didn't know this person, and she didn't recognize him even after looking carefully. She waved her arm that was hurt by him, "Grandpa, I don't know you."

Her voice was not loud, she just pointed at this person who saw her very excited.

One sentence is like pouring cold water on the head.

The hand of the old man who was still holding the spar froze, and he stretched out his hand to part the hair covering his eyes, revealing those bright eyes.

Ling'er looked into those eyes, and the only thing she saw in those eyes was herself.

"It's you." The old man was still stubborn about those two words, he let go of his spirit, looked down at the spar in his hand, and said in a low voice, "It's you, I won't admit it wrong."

When the old man walked up to the mural, his hands and feet were shaking and he was shackled by the iron chain. As soon as he took a step, the iron chain dragged on the ground, rubbing his fingers against the mural, and murmured to himself, "I have been waiting here for tens of thousands of years, and I am waiting for you , I will not admit my mistake, I will definitely not be wrong."

(End of this chapter)