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62 Parenting Concerns(2/2)

Qian Mei's face darkened and she coughed awkwardly. "Ruoruo has always been with me. Now I'm worried, what's wrong?"

Nan Feng pulled the corner of his lips, "Okay, I didn't say it." It seems that Ruruo was really a good idea to throw it to Qian Meiguan.

No matter what the joke is, this abnormality still makes Nan Fengqian's heart sink to the bottom. No matter what the reason is, she must figure out the matter of the trial realm. She must be extra careful in the future.

After Nan Fengqian left the space, he kept thinking, and his thinking unknowingly entered a blank area. Inside, white mist spread.

An old but familiar voice slowly rang out. "Come on, come on, child~ you are finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Nan Fengqian's eyes seemed to be empty, and he actually followed the direction of the sound in the white fog. The more he walked, the deeper the fog became. The sound became clearer and clearer.

"Child~ Come~"

"Child~ Come~"

Slowly, Nan Fengqian walked to a place similar to a cave. Around the cave, there were small purple flowers blooming. Nan Fengqian couldn't name it, but she felt friendly. At this time, the voice remembered again.

"Child~ You're here~ Come in~ I've been waiting for you for a long time~"

The old but clear voice echoed in Nan Fengqian's ears over and over again. Nan Fengqian finally raised his foot and stepped in.

Suddenly, there was a cheerful scene in front of me. The purple flowers bloomed in the ground, and they looked particularly beautiful. Among the flowers, there was a man standing. The man looked old but his voice was still old.

Suddenly, the man looked back and his extremely beautiful appearance immediately smiled when he saw Nan Fengqian, as if he had seen an old friend he had not seen for a long time and spoke slowly. "Come on, look, Miluo is all open."

Nan Fengqian's eyes flashed, as if they were stationary, and his footsteps were mechanically walking towards the man. Under his feet, he stepped on the Miluo flowers, one by one, as if they were all brightly radiated with blood.
Chapter completed!
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