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Chapter Fifty-Five: The Fourth Floor of the Imperial Mausoleum: No Layer 1

Where is this place?
Is it white or fog?
White and…
fog.
White world, white fog, white everything, white...
No layers?
This is the fourth floor of the Imperial Tomb: No Layer, right? But isn’t the No Layer black? Why did it turn white?
"You are here? You are finally here, my child."
Qin Qin was walking strangely in the white space. When she was wondering where she was, she found that the back of a woman suddenly appeared in front of her. That back looked so lonely and lonely.
There were bursts of gloomy voices in the space: "Oh~ where is it? Where is the beautiful world? Oh~ my child, you are finally here. Oh~ come to my back, I will give you everything...
"The sound stopped abruptly here.
"Excuse me, who are you?" Kuangqin felt surprised, so he walked forward, patted the woman on the shoulder and asked.
The woman turned around and Qinqin suddenly opened her eyes wide. She looked at the woman in front of her, looking frightened. She, she, she turned out to be...
"Ah!" Qinqin suddenly sat up and was awakened.
Cold sweat dripped from his back, soaking his entire shirt.
Bei Ling was awakened by Kuaqin's cry. Fortunately, she was sleeping on the right side of Kuaqin. She glanced at Kuaqin, whose clothes were soaked and looked pale. He guessed that she had a nightmare and comforted her.
"Good boy, don't be afraid Qin'er, I'm here."
"Beiling...wuwuwu" Kuanqin grabbed Beiling's sleeves tightly and buried his head deeply in her arms.
Mo Ran was also awakened by Kuaqin's cry. When he got up, he saw Kuaqin hiding in Beiling's arms, trembling non-stop.
"Qinzi, are you having a nightmare?" Mo Ran still has a good impression of this little girl he just met, because her personality is very similar to his own, and she is equally hot.
"Well. She...she, she is a faceless girl, with nothing on her face. But, I...I feel that she is smiling at me...at me..." Qinqin thought for a moment.
Everything he dreamed about, he swallowed his saliva with lingering fear.
"It seems that Kua Qin did have a nightmare." After listening to Kua Qin's statement, Mo Ran came to a conclusion.
"How dare a little girl have nightmares?" Qian Yao smacked her lips in dissatisfaction.
He looked at the dark world and curled his lips.
What? It’s clearly said to be layerless, so why is it completely dark? Shouldn’t it be bright and white? As expected, the imperial mausoleum is unreliable, extremely unreliable!
Mo Ran gave a "shut up" look and continued to comfort Qinqin: "Qinzi, it's just a nightmare, it's not a big deal. Have a good rest, it'll be fine."
"Yeah." Chuan Qin nodded tremblingly, looking cute at Beiling with her big pitiful eyes, "I, can I sleep with you? I... I'm afraid."
Beiling smiled and nodded. This girl is very pure and is not suitable to face such filth. However, once she comes, there is no way to escape this step.
After receiving the permission, Chuan Qin moved closer to Bei Ling, holding her small hands around her waist, as if she was afraid that she would leave.
Bei Ling's eyes darkened. It seemed that the dream had a big psychological shadow on her. She took out the Dark Fragrance Soul from her waist and placed it under Kua Qin's nose, allowing her to absorb a lot of the Dark Fragrance Soul.
Although Dark Xianghun is a drug, it also has a very soothing effect on the mind, so it is very suitable for people like Kuqin who have nightmares.
The shoulders that were still trembling just now gradually calmed down under the influence of Anxianghun. Kuangqin stopped sobbing and stopped crying, but her hands still held onto Beiling's clothes tightly, unwilling to let go.
Beiling let her go. After all, although Dark Fragrance Soul has a very high soothing effect on the mind, it will become ineffective if used too many times, so she can only rely on herself to overcome this psychological barrier.
However, the faceless girl? The faceless girl? What does the faceless girl have to do with the Wu Layer? Bei Ling will never think that this is just a nightmare. Her dream must be related to this layer, but now she still
No relevant clues can be found. Faceless girl? No layer? What is the connection?
In the dark night, Beiling fell into deep thought...
Chapter completed!
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