Fu Miaoxue fell silent for a while before asking her, "If this place is truly a dream, then how many times have you cycled through?"
Bai Youwei frowned. "What?"
"You just said that if you don't leave, you will keep cycling. How many times have you cycled?" Fu Miaoxue walked over to the sofa, rested her hand on the vase next to it, and asked with a smile, "During the cycles, have you ever seen this?"
Her slender fingers delved into the vase and found the hidden mechanism. The next second, three iron arrows shot out from the mouth of the lion sculpture on the wall behind!
One arrow pierced straight through Bai Youwei's chest and lungs!
As her vision started to blur, Fu Miaoxue slowly approached her with a leisurely tone, "Actually, I'm starting to believe that this might really be a dream. Otherwise, how could I have this sense of déjà vu... But you know, I really don't like the tone you use when you talk to me."
Bai Youwei: "..."
Damn!
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