Chapter 42 Ice Carriers
Qin Qingtong looked at the steep stairs, and felt that her little heart trembled, the height of this step was half as high as hers, not to mention going down step by step, she had to climb before she could go down.
In the past, she was casting a magic spell on her feet, and she must have gone down, but she didn't know what the hell it would become.
Qin Qingtong took out a bottle of Zhu Yu Dan, poured two still in his mouth, and took out a purple gold gourd more than a foot long, and hung a pair of small short legs in the air on the steps, while drinking the nectar in the gourd, while enjoying this rare moment of beautiful sunset.
Whether it is in her past life or in this life, she has not sat down to watch the sunset. In my previous life, when I had time and energy, I didn't understand anything, and the brilliant sunset was worth a moment of madness.
When I know everything, I have to run around for life, where I have the spare time to watch the sunset, and when I am free, I can't wait to find a place to sleep and die.
Qin Qingtong smiled bitterly and stretched out his fleshy little hand to wipe away the tears that suddenly fell from his face.
In this life, a strange lonely ghost falls in a strange world, full of panic and caution.
People are always afraid of death, not to mention that there are still people who are so good to her, but no matter how beautiful the scenery is, she comes and goes in a hurry, and never stops to take a good look, let alone the sunset that always runs out when she is not outside.
Qin Qingtong took a big sip of Qiongzhi nectar, burped and threw the purple gold gourd into his storage bag. He smiled at the brilliant sunset and jumped up one of the steps below.
Her hands rose and fell quickly in the air, turning into a block of ice with a baffle in front and longer than her height.
Qin Qingtong used his spiritual power to hold up the ice cube and put it on the steps, the length of the ice cube was just a little longer than the distance between the two steps.
Qin Qingtong fixed the ice cube and covered his body with a film of water. Only then did he jump on the ice cube and sit down on errands, conjured two popsicles in his hand, put the popsicle in his arms first, and cast a magic spell on the ice cube, and immediately quickly took the popsicle in his hand and controlled the direction of the ice cube sliding.
Qin Qingtong continued to perform the magic technique, hurriedly controlling the direction of the ice cube, but the effect was still good.
Qin Qingtong arrived at the second square before it got dark, looking at the sky that was gradually darkening, Qin Qingtong turned the ice cubes and popsicles he had conjured into a puddle of water, and disappeared without a trace with a wave of his hand.
Qin Qingtong took out a small tent the size of a palm from his own space, threw the small tent into the air, and his fleshy little hands hurriedly cast a spiritual infusion technique to inject spiritual power into the tent.
The small tent grew in the wind, and suddenly it became just able to live in Qin Qingtong, Qin Qingtong put away the spell, and the small tent fell steadily in front of Qin Qingtong.
Qin Qingtong took out two or three more array disks, injected spiritual power into the array disk, and when the array disk was running, he picked up his spiritual power and put spirit stones into the array eye of the array disk.
Qin Qingtong checked one side again, and saw that there was nothing left, so he happily entered the small tent.