Bing Qingcheng, the plan is to become a magician, the highest in the magic talent is the water magic talent, the lowest is the space magic talent, and its physique for the space factor can be said to be a mess. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She felt like she had been thrown into the fruit juicer, which was worse than the washing machine drum, and she was instantly dizzy, spinning, weak, nauseous, and nauseous.

When Bing Qingcheng wiped her face with a cold towel and finally recovered, she found herself in a private room.

This box is not a big place, but the decoration is very luxurious, bright and bright crystal lamps, three-dimensional wallpaper, light and recognizable square table, soft and smooth leather sofa, wooden shelves carved with exquisite roses, smooth lines, the paint film is smooth, not sticky.

Bing Qingcheng found himself lying on the sofa opposite Zhai Eighteen Niang, who was taking out all kinds of exquisite food from the food upgrade and putting it on the table, and in the center of the table, there was also a fish tank, and there was a lonely little octopus in the tank.

This little octopus looks ugly and cute, with two big eyes suspended in the water, and one by one its wrists and feet are stretched out, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight......

"Ice Orange, is there anything you'd like to eat?" Zhai Eighteen Niang interrupted her thinking.

The little octopus in the fish tank was the size of a palm at most, raised a wrist and foot, and waved at Bing Qingcheng.

"As long as it's delicious, I'm not a picky eater." Bing Qingcheng sat up from the couch and knocked on the fish tank, "Nine-clawed octopus? ”

"It's me." The octopus in the water suddenly spoke, his voice was thin, sounding like a little boy of five or six years old.

"Let's have a coffee pick-me-up." The eighteenth lady of the house pushed over a cup.

The slightly bitter aroma is masked by the milky taste, and this time the coffee is very light, with a lot of milk added, and there is no sugar. Bing Qingcheng knew that it was specially prepared for her by the eighteenth mother of the house, because the cup opposite was very heavy.

"If only I was adding some sugar." Bing Qingcheng said.

"If you eat too much sugar, you will be uncomfortable." Zhai Eighteen Niang said to her, or pushed the sugar jar towards her.

Pick up a sugar cube with a special clip and slowly put it into the cup, don't lift it too high, splashing the liquid is not a lady's behavior. If it is powdered sugar, scoop it with a small spoon and shake it gently to make the powdered sugar even, too full and it will fall on the table. Don't add too much milk when using the milk jug, it's best to add it one bite at a time, and don't fill the coffee cup. Finally, gently stir well with your own spoon, with a graceful movement that does not make a clanging sound of a cup. Finally, place the mixing spoon on the side of the plate, pick up the ear of the cup, and enjoy the coffee slowly.

"It's troublesome." Bing Qingcheng complained.

"It's the same with these European-style teacups." Zhai Eighteen Niang squinted her eyes, took a sip, and felt the smoothness of the coffee, "And whether you drink coffee or tea, you must have a snack." ”

"There's not much coffee in this cup." Bing Qingcheng said, "It seems that it is more convenient to use paper cups." ”

"Shut up, Miss Icegreen." Zhai Eighteen Niang said calmly, "That kind of thing is not coffee at all, it's just a drink made from coffee beans." ”

Angry? Bing Qingcheng looked at the coffee and thought to himself that I still like plain water.

"You'll only be here for a maximum of five years."

"What?" The topic changed too quickly, and Bing Qingcheng looked up.

"Are you slow to react?" "I mean you've only been here for five years. She stretched out her hand and tapped the mark on Ice Orange's wrist, "And you haven't noticed the performance of the Demon Contract on my side until now, are you slow to react." ”

She said that it should be easy to find where it is, where is it? Bing Qingcheng looked her up and down, her hair, forehead, neck, arms, and no signs were exposed. Bing Qingcheng thought of the time to sign the contract, and the eighteenth lady of the house stretched out her hand before going upstairs.

"On the nails, your nails are black." Bing Qingcheng said.

"It's also possible that you wore black nail polish or had a manicure." Zhai Eighteen Niang stretched out the back of her hand, her hand was a little inconsistent with the proportion of her height.

Generally speaking, a woman of her height is pampered, and her hands and feet must be very small. But the hands of the eighteenth mother of the house are a little big and thick, even if the ten fingers are slender, they look fleshy. The femininity is not obvious, and if you look at it alone, you may think that it is a well-maintained man who happens to play a piano or something.

The skin on her hands is very smooth, and on her five fingertips, the fingertips are black and bright colors, just like doing nail art, with a layer of crystal texture, which is a very beautiful bright black, not a dark black that makes people feel uncomfortable when they are sick.

"I need your help with me."

Changing the topic again, Bing Qingcheng said that he had begun to get used to it.

"I am the source of distortion, the one who created the source of distortion, and I created the Silver Moon Continent and your archetypal master, Qiansha." Zhai Eighteen Niang's face was gloomy, and she said seriously, "In the spiritual world of the source of distortion, Qiansha left a connection point, I don't know what she wants to do, I haven't understood the deep spirit of the source of distortion for a long time. It wasn't until thirteen years ago that I felt the dots exist. ”

"Thirteen years ago." Bing Qingcheng repeated.

"That's right, thirteen years ago, when you were born, that connection slowly opened." Zhai Eighteen Niang leaned forward and looked at Bing Qingcheng, "At that time, I was still in the sealing realm, and I used many methods to return to this time, spent many, many years investigating, and then arranged all this, and finally brought you back." ”

"That end is on me." Linked to the conversation that had been in his head, Bing Qingcheng realized something.

A finger was pointed on her forehead, and Zhai Eighteen Niang said in that kind of voice that sounded relaxed, but felt poignant: "To be precise, in the depths of your spiritual world, in your soul." ”

Inexplicably, Bing Qingcheng had a cold war. It's a terrible thing and it has to be stopped, if not stopped......

"The initiative to connect the dots is in the hands of a thousand shasers. I guessed with the greatest malice what she wanted to do. ”

"What does she want to do?" Bing Qingcheng nervously grabbed the hand of the eighteenth lady of the house.

"Don't worry, I've sealed the passage temporarily." Zhai Eighteen Niang comforted her, "Now the dark aura of the source of distortion can no longer assimilate you, and you are safe for the time being." ”

"Make it clear."

The table was too much of a hindrance, Bing Qingcheng ran to the side of the house and sat with her, "I can feel that this is a very bad thing, I will not be me, become something else, isn't it?" ”

The eighteenth lady of the house opened her arms and hugged Bing Qingcheng's body trembling with fear.

Then she lowered her head slightly and laughed silently. (To be continued.) )