"Prophecy paintings?"

Li Zhining withdrew the hand holding Shi Ling and walked forward by himself, "So you have experienced the scene of that painting?" ”

Shi Ling: "I saw the scene of that painting. ”

Li Zhining's footsteps paused slightly, and he was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little unbelievable, "See? Where did you see her? ”

Shi Ling: "On the train a hundred years ago. Who is that person who looks exactly like me? ”

At that time, she should have accidentally entered other times when she was sending Zhao Xingbang back, and she heard the passengers' talk on the steam train, and probably guessed the time.

Li Zhining didn't answer Shi Ling's question, but asked eagerly, "Did she say anything?" ”

Shi Ling: "She said she liked me very much. ”

Li Zhining seemed to be silent for a few seconds, "Did she see you?" ”

Shi Ling: "Yes, no one else can see me, who is she?" ”

Li Zhining felt that Shi Ling was different from before when she came out of the operating room, as if the person she was familiar with was gradually returning, but it was not until this moment that she suddenly understood something, and the whole person muttered to herself in a trance, "I see......

Shi Ling was dying, "What? Can you not say half of it? ”

Li Zhining: "You'll know later." ”

Shi Ling: "I'll know anyway, so tell me now." ”

Li Zhining refused indifferently: "No." And don't talk about it to anyone else. ”

There is no room for mistakes. No one knows what kind of chain reaction the fanning of a butterfly's wings will cause.

She accidentally realized that the game of gambling with her life a hundred years ago must not let anyone ruin her plan. Not even the one himself!

Of course, Shi Ling would not mention the things on the steam train when she saw people, and she didn't even say anything about Qin Yuan, even in order to get information from Li Zhining, she didn't say everything about the things on the train. At that time, she felt that the cheongsam woman had infused spiritual power into her body, but she didn't tell Li Zhining about it.

Shi Ling was extremely sure that Li Zhining knew that person: "Then tell me, who is that person who looks like me?" ”

Li Zhining didn't speak.

But Shi Ling suddenly said seriously: "She's me, right?" ”

Li Zhining was stunned, "You...... Come to think of it? ”

Shi Ling was also surprised: ", is she really me?" I'll just guess the most outrageous one casually, and I guessed right? I thought she looked at me so gently and lovingly, she would be my grandmother! ”

Li Zhining: "......"

Shi Ling asked curiously, "Who was I in my last life, a Xuanmen cultivator?" How did you die? ”

Li Zhining's face was expressionless, for fear that Shi Ling would deceive her again: "Don't guess." ”

Shi Ling nodded: "Okay, then I won't ask her, then Li Zhining, who are you?" ”

Li Zhining did not speak.

Shi Ling thought back to the strange people around her, so she guessed: "Killing Angel Cyla?" ”

Li Zhining seemed a little annoyed: "I'm not her!" ”

Shi Ling: "Oh, you know her. ”

"Shi Ling!"

Shi Ling grinned: "I'm here." You just say, I don't have to guess. If you don't, I'll go make a deal with Cyra and ask her. ”

However, as soon as she said this, Li Zhining seemed to have heard some joke, "You go." ”

If Cyra dares to make a deal with Shi Ling, her name will be written backwards.