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Chapter 1609 Fan Wai: The Wind Blows, Blood Stains Duckweed in Troubled Times (140)

This discovery made Leng Lianyi's eyes widen.

He stood next to the coffin, raised his feet and looked inside, only to see countless flower petals paved underneath.

These petals are enchanting and gorgeous, but they have no fragrance.

Vaguely, he felt that these petals seemed a little weird.

Stretching out her chubby little hand, enduring the feeling of ice invading her body, Leng Lianyi quickly pulled out a petal from it.

Violet petals, at first glance, the biggest difference from ordinary petals is that they can emit shimmer.

But when you touch it in your hand, you can clearly feel that the whole petal is surprisingly heavy.

Leng Lianyi turned it back and forth in front of her face, and found that the tiny veins inside the petals were actually flowing with a transparent luster

"Eh?" He gasped in surprise, and lifted the petals to his eyes, and then he looked carefully.

In the veins of these petals, what flows seems to be pure power.

This trace of power is somewhat similar to immortal energy, but it is slightly different.

What surprised him the most was that the speed of these forces surged, whether fast or slow, as if the sources were from different places.

Seeing that she couldn't find anything strange anymore, Leng Lianyi threw the flower in her hand back into the ice coffin.

"Aside from flowers and these unknown women, there is nothing weird about it."

Leng Lianyi sighed, he thought he could find some treasure or treasure.

Pouring her lips, looking at the flowers everywhere, Leng Lian hugged the quilt that had condensed into ice, and walked towards the way she came.

The cold air is also mixed with water vapor. If you take this quilt home, you will definitely be asked what happened.

Leng Lianyi shrugged, but when she left, she didn't notice that the petals dropped by him miraculously turned black after falling into the ice coffin because of the body temperature.

The power in the veins, like growing vines, clings to the vicinity of the ice coffin.

On the top of the ice coffin, strange patterns were formed.

Leng Lianyi came out of the stone formation, seeing that it was still early, she yawned and returned to the stone room.

At this time, the people in the room were still asleep, and no one noticed his sudden departure.

After Leng Lianyi put the quilt at the door, she carefully got into the bed.

It was warm inside the quilt, like a small stove.

Suddenly touching the warm quilt, let alone how happy it is.

Leng Lianyi narrowed her eyes happily, leaned against the pillow, and fell asleep within a short time.

Because of her exhaustion and tense nerves, Leng Lianyi completely forgot all the spells she had placed.

Lian'er in her sleep, her complexion changed from pale in the past, and was as red as a peach.

Her palm was tightly covering the golden sphere.

Streams of golden power, as thin as a hair, penetrated into the meridians bit by bit along the palm of her hand.

As if greedy for delicious snacks, Lian'er stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her lips.

On the last night, as things passed, the whole room was enveloped in warmth and peace.

As the next day approached, Leng Lianyi was half asleep and half awake when she heard that Lian'er next to her seemed to wake up.

The other party sniffed loudly, as if he had a cold.

"Hey, Lian Yi, Lian Yi..."

Leng Lianyi was a little confused by her shaking, she managed to open her eyes, and saw Lian'er next to her, her little face was flushed, as if she was about to catch fire.

"Why is your face so red!" Leng Lianyi sat up immediately in fright.

(End of this chapter)