Bab 369: Ancestor

"You scum!" The doll's long sickle went straight for Sun Luo's neck, and the sharp blade left a bloody mark." Speak, what did you do to little master?!"

"Little... Little Dream?" Sun Ya looked at the doll in surprise. Wasn't that the doll made by her mother?

This dress and body were all made by her mother. She had also undergone many adjustments and modifications. She would definitely not be mistaken.

She even recognized that the delicate flowers on the doll's skirt were actually patches her mother had made to cover up the stains, because she had accidentally spilled some ink on the doll's skirt when she was young.

But who could tell her why the doll that had disappeared many years ago could suddenly move and talk?

Sun Ya even pinched herself in panic. For a moment, she even wondered if she was dreaming.