Chapter 95: The Soul Locking Mole (3)

"Yelan!" Lin Jianyan quickly ran out of the car in the wind and snow, and helped Gu Yelan up again and again, "Why are you!" Why did you get out! Are you okay! ”

Gu Yelan coughed violently a few times, turned around, grabbed Lin Jianyan with both hands, and her voice was weak but urgent: "Minus, it's you!" Magnolia hairpin, where's my magnolia hairpin? ”

Lin Jianyan saw Gu Yelan's anxious appearance, and he didn't have time to explain anything, so he had to quickly hand the Mulan hairpin to Gu Yelan.

"Yelan, are you hurt? I shouldn't have kicked Uncle Li out of the car and drove by myself, it was my fault! My bad! ”

Gu Yelan ignored Lin Jianyan, grabbed the Mulan hairpin and climbed towards the Mulan Mirror.

Mulan Mirror, she wants to go into Mulan Mirror!

Leng Yueping, Leng Yueping can save her!

You can save her!

"Yelan! Yelan! ”

Lin Jianyan shouted loudly beside Gu Yelan, the wind and snow scraped her anxious into pieces, and she ran over to grab Gu Yelan.

Gu Yelan couldn't hear anything, she couldn't feel anything, no matter how cold the wind and snow were, it didn't matter to her!

She crawled towards the magnolia mirror with a daze of demons, dragging a long cold and piercing trail through the snow.

The branches of the night magnolia touched the mirror surface of the magnolia, and suddenly, the mirror surface rippled out circles of waves, and the snowflakes in the air stopped flying and froze in the air little by little.

Twice, the snowflakes became crystal clear, like pieces of broken mirrors.

In three clicks, the pieces rotated and connected, forming a mirror maze.

Gu Yelan and Lin Jianyan both entered this mirror world.

Lin Jianyan looked at the surrounding Yiqiqi in amazement, countless her, countless Gu Yelan.

"What's going on?"

Lin Jianyan rubbed his eyes, "I'm not dreaming!" ”

"I'm not dreaming!"

"I'm not dreaming!"

"I'm not dreaming!"

…… Countless voices sounded together, and the soul-locking mole in the corner of Lin Jianyan's eyes suddenly became hot.

"It hurts!"

Lin Jianyan covered her eyes, and the burning sensation of the soul locking mole did not decrease, but became more and more intense, as if she was about to burn her eyes.

"It hurts!"

"It hurts!"

"It hurts!"

...... "Minminally, what's wrong with you?" ”

Gu Yelan looked at the countless fantasies in the mirror maze, and couldn't tell which one was the real Lin Jianyan.

In a hurry, she shouted with all her might: "Leng Yueping, you come out for me!" ”

The mirror maze disappeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, she and Lin Jianyan appeared by the Lethe River.

Lin Jianyan curled up on the ground, covering his eyes, screaming in pain.

Gu Yelan rushed over and helped Lin Jianyan: "Hypothetically, are you okay?" Where does it hurt? ”

"Hehehe, hehehe......"

A series of smart laughter rang out, and a light smoke rose from the Lethe River, and a child appeared on the bank of the Lethe River, sitting on the rocks by the river and playing with himself.

"Who are you?"

Gu Yelan glanced at the strange child vigilantly.

The child turned his head, holding a night magnolia in his hand, happily ran to Lin Jianyan's side, and called sweetly: "Sister! ”

Sister!

When did Lin Jianyan have a sister!

Gu Yelan looked at the child in front of her with wide eyes, and her heart was full of doubts.

Gu Yelan protected Lin and said, "Who are you?" Why is it here? What about the cold moon screen? ”

The child tilted his head and looked at Gu Yelan with blinking eyes: "I am!" ”

"You, it's Leng Yueping!"

Gu Yelan looked at the child in front of her in surprise, she had seen the elegance of Leng Yueping, how could she be such a childish child who didn't know anything about the world?

"Sister! Sister Qingchen! I'm Ping'er! ”

The child grabbed Lin Jianyan and coquettishly one by one.

"Ping'er?"

Lin Jianyan muttered, trembling his eyelashes, and slowly opened his eyes.

A star of tears, flickering and falling from the corners of her eyes, silently slid over her soul mole, "Let's go"

Drip into the nightshade magnolia stamen in Leng Yueping's hand.

Suddenly, the fragrance of flowers overflowed, and countless water columns rushed out of the Lechuan River, enclosing them heavily, and the surroundings instantly condensed into a crystal piece.

"Click"

With a sound of ice, the memories of the past life sealed in the soul lock mole, accompanied by snowflakes flying in the sky, came one after another.