After that, in the picture, the woman became a twelve-year-old, slim and slim, and took off her previous immaturity. The eyes are cut with water, the hands are like soft and the skin is like clotted fat, and they are born like a pretty film!

She was walking down the street with her maid but was accidentally knocked down by a woman, and both of them fell to the ground instantly!

Despite the age difference, Ling Xiyun, who was not face blind at all, immediately recognized the other woman she bumped into - Xia Weiyan!

obviously bumped into others first, but Xia Weiyan did not apologize in the slightest, but accused the other party of not! Lianhe scolded the attendants beside him at Ling Xiyun in his dream, showing his identity while asking the other party to apologize!

Then I saw her stretch out her lotus arm, tear off the jade pendant on Ling Xiyun's wrist, and hang it around her neck!

Ling Xiyun didn't bother with her, Xia Weiyan just took a lot of people and walked away!

The picture is starting to get a little blurry...... Then it changed to the third scene, a full moon reflected in the sky, and the inky black remnant clouds were like torn black silk! Walking in the quiet woods, her hand is being held by a man! The man was dressed in white and white as snow, and his jaw was sharp and angular, like a statue of ancient Greece, as beautiful as a god! With a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were as gentle as water, and he looked at her so quietly, his long hair splashing ink dancing in the air......

The picture is getting blurrier and hazy, and only the quarrel is heard! Fight! Blood!

Suddenly! A black light stabbed into her chest, obviously she was just dreaming, but Ling Xiyun could clearly feel the piercing pain! It's like tearing her skin and tearing her flesh! The pain is unforgettable!

Her vision blurred and there seemed to be only a slit left, and she vaguely saw the man in white shouting at her heartbreakingly......

Cliff...... Shout...... Tears......

And then......

"Ahh Ling Xiyun suddenly opened her eyes! With a scream, sit straight on the bed!

"Hah...... Haha......" Holding her chest and panting hard, her head was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans at the moment, and the placket on her back was soaked with sweat! And Ling Xiyun was still recalling the scenes in the dream just now...... When she thought of the last fight scene, she broke out in a cold sweat inexplicably!

After a long time, Ling Xiyun poured herself a glass of water, and after drinking it, she felt much better!

Putting down the teacup and sitting on the bed, Ling Xiyun remembered the dream she had just had, and her good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Presumably, these are the memories of the original body! These are all things that have happened to her!

But why did the feeling of saving a boy feel so familiar?!

It's like she's done it herself?! But she doesn't remember saving a boy in ancient costume when she was eight years old! And that scene obviously happened in ancient times! Unless she crossed over when she was eight years old! also traveled to the eight-year-old ancient Ling Xiyun!

But soon Ling Xiyun shook her head and denied her thoughts!

Are you kidding!

She crossed over when she was eight years old?!

Do you want to drink water? How can it be?

Besides, if she hadn't dreamed this today, she wouldn't have known that there was such a thing, okay? She doesn't remember at all!

I think maybe that feeling is pure coincidence!

I was almost deceived by my own stupid idea!

Knocking on her head, Ling Xiyun put aside the above thoughts and remembered the man in white in her dream......

On the other side, in the study, Narong Jingxuan still didn't sleep late at night.

Under the candlelight, he held a book in his hand and pursed his lips and looked quietly, the breeze blew, and the faint moonlight sprinkled down, lining his face more and more cold!

But despite this, forcing himself to use books to keep himself calm, he couldn't help but think of Ling Xiyun in his mind......