Soon Zhai Eighteen Niang came to the stone altar, looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and whispered: "I have been very careful not to step on the flowers and plants, why do the guardians of this world always love to stare at me?" ”

With the naked eye, I saw the blue sky that Zhai Eighteen Niang was looking at, obviously there was only a blue sky and white clouds, but Zhai Eighteen Niang saw something else. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She took out a shiny strange stone from her coat pocket and placed it on the pillar by the stone altar, "This is the promised toll." Walking on the surface of the circular stone altar, Zhai Eighteen Niang took out a crystal from her pocket and put it into the depression in the center of the platform.

"Open, the door through time!"

Several fluorescent rays rose from the circular stone altar, wrapping the ice blue orange capsule held by the Eighteen Niang of the House and the Eighteen Niang of the House, and the two were teleported again.

I'm dizzy, like vomiting. Bing Qingcheng thought in a daze.

Of course, the capsule prepared by the eighteenth mother of the house has a defensive function, but the anti-concussion function is more clumsy.

For example, the capsule will not eliminate the shock of 9.99, but the shock force of 9.99 will still make people very uncomfortable, although it will not cause typhoid fever.

Not surprisingly, Bing Qingcheng "got motion sickness".

"Ah, fainted."

The eighteenth lady who appeared in the vacuum universe was holding the capsule firmly, but when she said this, it gave people a feeling of intentionality.

The bright starry sky, some of which are considered reflective stones by the numbered universe, while others are considered to have special meaning and unique magical powers.

For example, where the soul of man is......

Although the cognition of the eighteenth mother of the house tells her that it is reflective, not a beautiful stone at all. But she prefers to believe that in a certain time and space, the stars are the souls of the ancestors.

The long blue trench coat was windless and automatic, a kind of black, constantly tumbling, as if it was difficult to control the energy appeared on the feet of the eighteenth lady of the house, she took a step forward gently, floating towards the stars not far away.

The reflected light disappeared, and the closer you got, the clearer you can see, just a few mouthfuls of meteorites of different sizes.

The eighteenth lady of the house carefully bypassed the encirclement of meteorites, and among these meteorites, there was a door floating.

It is a solid wood door with a bronze pattern and a round bronze handle. It gives the strange illusion that it is both ancient and new, as if it has stood there since the beginning of the universe, and as if it has just been baked, using high-tech materials to combat the vacuum cold and radiation of the universe. The paint on it was thick, without a single crack, shimmering with a dull light, and the bronze hardware surface was smooth without rust marks, flashing with a restrained luster.

Why is there a door here?

Since the eighteenth lady of the house can walk in the universe without protection, why can't there be a door in the center of the meteorite obscuration.

She turned the handle and opened the wooden door. Inside the door was chaos, and it was not clear where it led.

"Da" and "da" are the sound of block-heeled heels hitting the hard floor.

Bing Qingcheng opened her eyes slightly from the coma, and there was still a white light on her retina that was about to be blinded, but she could already see things vaguely-

Pitch black as a mirror, floors without a trace of dust, blurry reflections, bookshelves? And books?

Isn't this the floor? Why are there bookshelves in the sky.

The sound of the mechanical lock writhing, pushing the door open, and the sound of a loud voice. Bing Qingcheng felt tired and closed his eyes.

A dimly lit, cramped bookstore with no windows and bookshelves across the door from the entrance.

Zhai Eighteen Niang opened the capsule and poured out the unconscious ice green orange - it seems to be a little stinky? The eighteenth mother of the house woke up Bingqingcheng and took her hand and dragged her up.

Outside the bookstore, there was a street full of people, and the bright sun shrouded it, pushing open a crack in the door, and striking the crisp copper bell on the door beam.

"Welcome to the City of Daylight for Eternity, Ice Orange Girl."

"But we need to jump home with space." Zhai Eighteen Niang added.

Ice Orange fainted again.

In a daze, Bing Qingcheng felt like someone had been placed in the warm water, rubbed it back and forth on his skin and hair with fragrant things, and finally was wrapped in warm wind and a large towel, and was placed on a soft bed.

The eighteenth lady of the house then bathed Bing Qingcheng's puppy Dahei.

"Is it bathing day? You brought people back and picked up a dirt dog? ”

"It's Ice Orange's pet." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "I put the dog in the fake death freeze when she wasn't paying attention, so that the space bag thought it was dead and brought it back unscathed, as long as it was put in the resurrection liquid in time to thaw, and then wash off the smell of the liquid." ”

"Why do you have that kind of thing?"

"I originally wanted to soak ice green oranges, but ......"

"Because it's her pet? There are a lot of beautiful pet ......"

"That's enough, Boss Octopus."

The eighteenth mother of the house got up with the puppy in her arms with a dry towel, went out of the bathroom, went upstairs, until she reached the top, and pushed open a door, which was her own room.

Bing Qingcheng was lying on the bed, not knowing if he had woken up.

The eighteenth mother of the house used a hair dryer to dry the puppy's fluff, raised it high and looked at it, and then half held it in front of her eyes, and whispered to the dog:

"Poor little thing, don't complain to your master, saying that I put you in a jar to soak you, and threaten you."

"Whew." The puppy whimpered.

Zhai Eighteen Niang put the puppy back on the ground and touched its little head, the puppy stuck out her tongue and licked her hand, she laughed, "Okay, I'll give you delicious dog food later." ”

Something tapped lightly on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked." The eighteenth lady whispered.

Bing Qingcheng was actually awake when the puppy barked, but she continued to pretend to be asleep because she sensed someone around her and thought she was asleep.

"She's beautiful, just like you." The male voice said.

"Do you mean her curly black hair and white skin? It's beautiful, but it's not like me. Zhai Eighteen Niang said.

"I can't see that she and you are both prototypes created by Qiansha." The male voice said.

"Different seeds will produce different flowers and fruits because of the different growth environments. What's more, we are different archetypes. "My archetype is the source of distortion, a simple power. However, she is supposed to be human, and we don't look much like each other. I don't know what Chisha thinks. ”

"And what do you want to do?" The male voice asked, "She is destined to return to the Silver Moon Continent in the future." ”

"Of course it's to train her." Zhai Eighteen Niang said as a matter of course, "I want to cultivate her to be independent and assertive, to be able to think for herself, and to understand what she wants to do, if this is anyone, whether it is Qiansha, Xunxin, or the source of my distortion, no one can use her and seize her value." (To be continued.) )