C153 Homopolymerization

"Miss Xiao Die, did you hear the sound of the zither?" Lu Qing asked.

Walking in the white light, Xiao Die turned her head and smiled, "Of course I heard it. Someone was playing the disoriented melody with the Bewitching Butterfly Zither. It's been more than twenty years, and this melody has never stopped!"

"What, you've been in this illusion for more than twenty years!" Lu Qingwen was shocked