Wang Jing stealthily kisses her on the cheek. She dares not do anything else. She closes her eyes and lies down beside her.
After stealing a kiss, he laughed sweetly and soon fell into a dream.
For a while.
Qiao Yanran opened her eyes, reached for Wang Jing's shoulder, sighed and muttered in a low voice: "raise, raise again."
Wang Jing suddenly opened his eyes.
The night was already very deep. In the dark, his eyes were very sharp and ruthless. "Take away your dirty hands, and let me see later. I can't spare you if you act on the little fool."
this should be his second personality.
Qiao Yan Ran chuckles and says with great interest: "Oh? Why can't you spare me? I'm curious. "
Wang Jing's face flashed a sharp color, and he didn't say much to Qiao Yanran. He clenched his fist and waved to her face.
Qiao Yan ran side face, evade his attack, stretch out a hand to hold his hand, a little bit tight, hook the corner of the lip, smile cheap.
"Is that the impolite way? Eh, my little hands are so soft and tender. "
When Wang Jing heard her words, her sword eyebrows stood up, and she was about to draw her hand back subconsciously. However, he took two strokes, but he didn't move.
The next second, Wang Jing's left hand on one side, will continue to be impolite to her, Qiao Yan's eyes are quick, the palm directly covers his fist.
Now, both hands are controlled by Qiao Yanran.
"Be honest."
Qiao Yanran is also tired today. She is not in the mood to make trouble with him. Unexpectedly, her front foot has just let go, and Wang Jing's back foot is empty, so she is going to continue to do it.
She pinched her eyebrows, took out a piece of hemp rope from her backpack, tied his hands and feet with difficulty, and finally did not forget to cover the bedding.
"Let go!"
"No
Qiao Yanran is very alert.
She turned over and went to sleep.
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the next morning.
Qiao Yanran was awakened by the movement of Wang Jing. She opened her eyes and saw that Wang Jing was struggling to untie the hemp rope on her feet.
"Sister?"
Wang Jing saw her wake up, the action on hand stopped, her face flushed, and her heart was still a little uneasy.
He didn't know. He just had a sleep. Why were his hands and feet tied by her
Qiao Yanran looks at his appearance and knows that Wang Jing is back. He opens the rope on his wrist and wants to explain.
She organized the language and said, "last night, you became someone else."
Wang Jing heard this sentence, instantly nervous, stuttered and said: "he, he did not do anything out of the ordinary, did he?"
Qiao Yan Ran did not answer this question, just asked: "who is he?"
It has been about a month since the other party came out last time. Originally, she would have forgotten about it, but now she has been hooked up again.
She's kind of curious.
Wang Jing lowered her head, curled her long eyelashes and kept silent for a long time, saying something that made her gape, "I It doesn't belong to this world, it belongs to another civilization Industrial defective products. "
He speaks very clearly, word by word.
"What?"
Qiao Yan Ran didn't quite understand.
"I'm the master, he's the Deputy Most of the time, he will appear more in my sleep Wang Jing said slowly.
However, their memories are not interlinked.
Joe nodded her head to show her understanding.
Wang Jing said, and silence down, head down, the whole person is very good, a long time to his wrist to her eyes, "sister, my wrist pain."
His voice is soft and coquettish.
Qiao Yan Ran looked at the red on his wrist and said softly, "I'll rub it for you."
For a while.
When they came out of the tent, they found that they were surrounded by thick white fog. They couldn't see their fingers. There were some black shadows in the white fog.
"Boss? Old eight
Qiao Yanran opened her mouth and called twice, but no one agreed.
She holds Wang Jing's hand tightly and follows the direction of yesterday's memory to find another tent, but she finds nothing.
No more.
Qiao Yan Ran went back two steps and found that his tent had disappeared!
It's evil!
Qiao Yanran didn't continue to look for it. Instead, she stood in the same place and thought about it. She was trapped in the hexagram, trapped in the hexagram. It's hard not to guarantee that her father was trapped here.
"Sister?"
Wang Jing pulled the hand that pulls Qiao Yan Ran, pointed to a direction way: "there is movement over there."
His ear power is very good, although that movement is extremely light, but still caught by him.
Qiao Yan is still in meditation, heard the voice, along the direction of his fingers to see the past, only to see a vast expanse of white.She looked up.
The sky is also vast, there is no dividing line between heaven and earth.
Qiao Yanran twisted the center of her eyebrows, and finally spread out her palm. A blood red sword appeared, and she clenched the hilt.
The sword body felt something and trembled twice.
She chopped forward with her long sword, and the white fog in the middle came back spontaneously, flashing a two meter wide path.
The path was paved with big green bricks, flat, not like something.
Wang Jing closed his eyes, as if in meditation, measured with his feet for some time, and finally stopped in front of the twentieth big stone, "right below."
Qiao Yan Ran took a look at him and pried up the big Bluestone brick with a long sword.
It's black soil down there.
Qiao Yan Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi again dug a long time, also didn't dig out son ugly Yin Mao.
little fish ball saw this scene and shook his head. This fairy sword followed Jo Jo to the south, and now he was reduced to being a shovel.
Of course, what Joe is holding now is not the body of the sword, but a projection of nothingness.
If it's noumenon, it's a matter of minutes to kill nine level masters.
Qiao Yan Ran wiped the dust on the face, leaning on the sword, "are you sure it's the sound from below?"
"Sure, sister, you believe me."
Wang Jing looked at her with fixed eyes.
Qiao Yanran dug for a long time, and finally dug out an iron box from under the ground. The iron box didn't know how long it had been buried here, and it had rusted out of shape.
There's a lock on it.
Qiao Yanran gently pulled the lock off, just as she was about to open the iron box and see what was put in it -
the clear sound sounded.
There was a fire in the sky.
Two people close, naturally is the first to bear the brunt, Qiao Yanran body hair were baked roll, but now she has no time to take care of these, look down.
The lid of the iron box has been washed open.
There is a piece of jade pendant with bright red and blood inside. There is a faint golden light in it. It looks very beautiful.
This
Rosefinch blood jade?
Qiao Yanran looked at this jade pendant, and he had a strong premonition in his heart.
When she was about to reach for it, her finger touched the jade pendant, and she was scalded. The jade pendant floated directly, and she was about to run away after a circle in mid air.
Qiao Yan Ran saw this scene and rushed to chase her, but the jade pendant was very cunning and deliberately shook her. Every time when she was about to catch it, it ran away again.
She chased for a long time, sweating, looking at the distance a jump, like a provocative jade pendant, the whole popularity is badly.
Qiao Yan Ran couldn't catch up with her. She simply didn't catch up with her. She sat on the ground without any image and wiped the sweat on her forehead with her sleeve.
Xiaoyuwan looked at her style and wanted to laugh.
Qiao Qiao's experience over the years has also changed - she's grounded. In the past, she's very image oriented.
Even if you fight, you have to be beautiful.
The jade pendant flies over again, and it's swinging around Qiao Yanran's face.
Qiao Yanran stares at it for a while. She doesn't have the next move. She just looks at the long sword inserted in the soil without any trace, and pinches a trick in her hand.
Seeing that Qiao Yan couldn't catch it, the jade pendant became more and more unscrupulous.
Qiao Yanran was inserted in the soil of the long sword, light tremble, the next second on the cover of the jade bag shot down.
"Dang -"
a clear sound.
Qiao Yan Ran looked at the jade pendant that fell to the ground, picked it up from the ground, and said with pride: "you say, are you stupid?"
This jade pendant can fly, she can't fly, and there is no place to borrow her strength around. Even in the end of time, she can't catch it.
As for sword control, there is a certain space. Beyond this range, it's useless.
However, this jade pendant has a spirit, which is probably the IQ of a few years old.
She just played and lied to it.
Jade pendant heard Qiao Yanran's words, very not satisfied, also want to struggle to escape, whole body hair hot.
But Qiao Yanran had already gone on guard - he had planted once in this pit just now, and there was no reason to plant again.
She bit her middle finger, squeezed out a drop of blood and dropped it on the jade pendant.
The jade pendant quieted down in an instant. The golden light in it disappeared and the bright red color faded. It was a piece of Yingrun white jade.
[diddidi - the regional mission has been completed. 】Small fish ball's prompt sound, rings in Qiao Yanran's ear.
Joe was relieved.
The white fog disappeared and everything became clear.
Qiao Yanran found out that she was on the top of the mountain now. A cold wind came and cut her body like a knife.It's cold.
"Sneeze!"
Wang Jing sneezed and tightened her tight clothes. It seemed that she had recovered from a big dream and looked around blankly.
"Sister?"
Qiao Yanran heard the voice, looked up at him, couldn't help laughing.
Wang Jing was puzzled by his smile. He looked down and found that his soft black hair had become curly now!
And it's a little roll.
Joe smiles and touches his explosive head. "Curly hair, how fashionable."
Today, Wang Jing has made great contributions.
If it were not for him, it would be difficult for Qiao Yanran to find something buried on the ground.
Xiaoyuwan is not polite: "I'm afraid you can't find it. Your hearing is not as good as mine. 】
Qiao Yanran: [...] 】
naturally, she can't compare with electronic scanning - but Wang Jing's hearing is also excellent, and xiaoyuwan didn't hear it, but he caught it instead.
That's the force of the ear.
[well, Qiao Qiao, you have to be careful, Wang Jing's ear power, I'm afraid you can be heard by him when you say a bad word about Wang Jing ten miles away. 】
Qiao Yanran thought about it and nodded seriously.
Wang Jing dejected, touching the curly hair, "if he knows, I'm afraid it's very difficult to accept."
Qiao Yanran naturally knows Wang Jing's name.