"No, now the teacher has not recovered the ability to retrieve things from the air."

"And how did this dress come about? It can't be what you prepared earlier, right? I remember you didn't bring any clothes into the cave. Luo Qingyu was even more puzzled.

Instead of answering her, he pulled out a small bag from his sleeve.

The small bag was the size of a palm, and the silver-white brocade bag was faintly glowing.

He put his fingers deep into the bag, and actually took out a set of lilac women's clothes, a thick stack: "Come, Qingyu, you put on this." ”

Luo Qingyu was dumbfounded, he never thought that such a small bag could hold so many things, and he couldn't help but grab the small bag and look at it: "What is this?" ”

It can't be the legendary Qiankun bag that can hold everything, right?!

"Ruyi bag." Emperor Shiyin grabbed her waist with his hand.

The Ruyi bag should have the same function as the Qiankun bag, Luo Qingyu's eyes were shining: "Can it hold a lot of things?" "If she had such a thing, she wouldn't have to carry her bag anywhere in the future.

"Hmm. Even living creatures can be loaded. ”

"Can a living creature fit it? How big can it be? Luo Qingyu was full of interest.

Emperor Shiyin smiled and took the wishful bag.

Luo Qingyu was looking at him with blank eyes, waiting for him to answer.

The foot was light, and the eyes suddenly went dark, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into some pile of cotton.

She was startled, and she sprang to her feet, and found that it was dark all around, and she seemed to be packed into something.

She tried to touch it forward, as if she had touched a smooth brocade—

Her heart shook suddenly, this feeling—wasn't it exactly what the wishful bag had given her just now?

She's got in?!

She tried to shout, "Master! ”

"Huh?" A faint voice of response came from above his head: "Qing Yu, how do you feel inside?" ”

He really put her in the wishful bag!

Luo Qingyu didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.

Her master is really a doer, a doer, and she likes to answer with action......

"Master, let me go." Luo Qingyu slapped the wall of the bag, the thing was soft and not stressed at all.

There was a sudden light in front of her eyes, Luo Qingyu stumbled for a moment, and when she opened her eyes again, she was outside, and one arm wrapped around her waist: "Now you know how big a living creature can be loaded in the Dao?" ”

Sweat! Luo Qingyu clenched his fists and actually used her directly for experiments......

She looked up hatefully, but what she was facing was Emperor Shiyin's slightly playful eyes.

He half-wrapped his arms around her waist and was looking at her with his head slightly down, Luo Qingyu raised his head, his cheek brushed his cheek slightly, and her soft lips brushed his chin-

Emperor Shiyin's arm tightened slightly, and his eyes deepened: "Little feather ......"

His voice was slightly hoarse, and it gently swept over the tip of a person's heart like a feather.

Luo Qingyu's heartstrings trembled inexplicably, and he hurriedly turned his head; "Master, is there a lot of this wishful bag? Can you give me one? ”

Emperor Shakyin said, "What's the difference between mine and yours?" If you want to take it, you don't need to be so polite. ”