Qin Shuya's disdainful and disappointed smile finally relieved Yan Hua a little.

She just listened to Qin Shuya's words and thought that she was going to give up on herself and break the jar.

OK.

It's good that it's not blackened.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but Yan Hua did not relax his observation of Qin Shuya's slight expression.

I am sure that the other party is indeed not blackened, but there is a hint that something is not quite right.

Yan Hua didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly poured bowl after bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

Qin Shuya understands all these truths.

But when she became emotional, she found that she couldn't think on the bright side.

Strangely, such a loss of control made her overwhelmed and a little scared.

I'm afraid that I will make the wrong choice, hurt myself at the same time, and then hurt my friends.

She still understands the problem of the camp.

The distinction between good and evil, and the distinction between intimacy and alienation.

Right and wrong, she has the same mirror in her heart.

She can tell who is using her and who is genuinely good to her.

But she is uncontrollable and wants to vent the perverse.

(In her cognition, she felt that such a self was abnormal.) ）

Such an abnormality made her resist and fear.

So she subconsciously ran to her friend and confided all her thoughts to her friend.

Qin Shuya vented in this way, and got Yan Hua's tireless answers, as well as bowls and bowls of very healing chicken soup for the soul.

She just seemed to have fallen into the ice water, and the coldness from her heart was quickly being dispelled.

She looked at Yan Hua and felt that she was like an indispensable sunshine in her life.

Since she met her and become friends who talk about everything, her world is no longer gray.

It begins to become clear, colorful, and full of freshness.

Even if it is rainy and dark clouds cover the top, with her company, it is like the first sun after the rain, warm and warm, straight to the bottom of her heart, dispelling all the haze in her heart.

Qin Shuya's eyelids became heavier and heavier unconsciously.

The first experience of complicated emotions made her tired and sleepy like a child.

Yan Hua looked at the guy who occupied half of his bed and slept like a piglet, and sighed helplessly.

Give her the bed.

Yan Hua turned around and walked out, and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

First, he sent a message to the gray-haired boy, asking him to come and get the brush and make an identical one as soon as possible.

She had a hunch that Father Qin would soon come again to persecute Qin Shuya.

If Qin Shuya didn't do it, that paintbrush would definitely be asked back.

She'd have to get rid of the brush before she does.

The gray-haired boy came quickly, and the teleportation gust of wind landed in the living room, and Yan Hua made a gesture of silence.

The gray-haired boy choked back when he was about to open his mouth.

He listened quietly, and a slight call came from Yan Hua's room.

The gray-haired boy blinked, blinking away the gossip in his eyes.

Yan Hua took out the paintbrush and gave it to him, and the gray-haired boy took it with both hands and walked away.

That speed, like a ghost chasing after you.

Yan Hua didn't see the gossipy eyes of the gray-haired boy after he turned his head, and he probably hit him when he saw it.

The gray-haired boy left with the brush of the underworld, and there were already various pictures of grinding tofu in front of him.

Yan Hua didn't know any of this.

So after the gray-haired boy left, she could still sit calmly on the sofa and start drawing the treasure chest.

Yan Hua's treasure chest has always started with a hundred consecutive draws, and in the end, the remaining soul source points are not enough for a hundred times before it will be changed to ten consecutive draws, and then it will be drawn again and again.

Until all the temporary soul points accumulated are consumed.

I don't know if it was after being struck by lightning, luck also changed.

After draining all the temporary soul source points this time, she actually saw two flashes of golden light, four times green light, and five times dim yellow light.

The ghost light did not reappear, probably because a world could only be pumped out once.

Looking at the two 0.1 resurrection fragments, Yan Hua was in a good mood.

So far, there are 2.2 resurrection fragments.

With this amount, Yan Hua didn't want to complain, just treat it with a normal heart.

After the four resurrection fragments arrived, Yan Hua clicked on the synthesis and got a complete stand-in card, with an additional stand-in fragment left.

There were originally four pieces of information fragments in the original world, and now five more pieces have been extracted, which is nine pieces, which is one more than the previous world.

Yan Hua still remembered that the treasure chest in the previous world was drawn, but he couldn't extract all the information fragments of the original world, which also caused that thing to be unable to be synthesized.

This time, nine pieces were drawn, and Yan Hua tried it, but he still couldn't synthesize it.

I don't know if this thing has the same amount of synthesis in each world.

Thinking about it, Yan Hua poked the synthesis instructions and saw that the number of synthesis in this world was: 10.

Silently noted down the number.

When she draws another wave of treasure chests, she will definitely draw out the last piece.

What is the effect of this thing after synthesis, Yan Hua is still very curious.

She wasn't in the mood to study this thing in the last world, and this world couldn't be missed.

What if there is a surprise?

Hopefully it won't be a fright.

Yan Hua silently added.

After she was tied to various worlds to do tasks, her luck has been running back and forth.

All kinds of experiences of being pitted make her feel palpitations, and while looking forward to good luck, she will always unconsciously think of those bad memories of being pitted.

Take a deep breath, look away, and see something to be happy about.

The value of Star Coin has risen by more than 3,000.

Current wealth: 4770 Star Coins. 【Recharge Entrance】

Soul source points have also slowed down, soul source points: -8627147520.

Well, pleasing to the eye.

The other fragments that were still unformed and looked unusable were completely ignored by her.

Anyway, there are similar things in every world, and I don't see any effect, most of them are white fragments with black question marks.

It's a very common kind, and it's easy to overlook.

Anyway, Yan Hua is determined, as long as it doesn't shine, it's a gadget.

As for the drawing manuals for some rune paper, the codex cheats for some spells, and so on, she also got a bunch of them.

Basically, one is a rune paper drawing that is not on the Heavenly Master's Codex, or a detailed explanation of a ghost path spell.

There are also refining tools and training and so on.

These made Yan Hua extremely interested.

This night, she almost held these yellowed books and gnawed all night.

By dawn, she was still tirelessly nibbling on a detailed explanation of the spell.

Qin Shuya walked out of Yan Hua's room with sleepy eyes, and what she saw was that she was fascinated and holding a book reading.

Qin Shuya rubbed her eyes and blinked again, first wondering how she could sleep in her friend's room?

After realizing what happened yesterday, she felt guilty again, and took up her friend's bed, leaving her with no place to rest.

Then she suddenly reacted that her friend had been studying hard all night, which was really ......, which made her ashamed of herself and embarrassed.

The genius is still working hard, what reason does she have to be sad and not seek progress?