Chapter 162: Strange eyebrows

In the afternoon of the same day, Qiu Heng and Qiu Xuan went back to the Empty Styx Island.

The next morning, Feng Weiran and Feng Shao'an, Huo Tenacious, the two brothers and sisters of the Lu family got on the spaceship together and set off to Kongkong Mountain.

Lu Dongben returned to the vast sea, and Gu Tianjiu, who refused to go with him, chose to stay with him.

On the third day, Li Lane opened the door of the forging room, which meant that the spaceship she forged was completed!

She looked at the boat flying magic weapon in front of her and smiled with satisfaction.

Arched wooden doors are installed at each end of the canopy, and inside is the 80 square meters, three-meter-high space that she has carved out with her spatial ability, and is arranged into a three-bedroom room with a bathroom and kitchen......

"Success?" Qin Wei asked as she leaned lazily against the door, her hands around her chest.

"The appearance is out, but it hasn't been tested yet."

However, she believes in her own ability, and she will never fall down in mid-air, such an embarrassing situation!

She took out a piece of Heavenly Wood Hedron and placed it on the launch slot to start the ship.

A light mist-like wood-based aura emerged, transforming into a hemispherical enchantment to envelop the boat, which slowly rose and accelerated to soar into the sky.

Li Lane took the nightmare to fly for an hour, and checked it several times to ensure that it was safe.

"Why, what should you call it?"

This is the first flying magic weapon she has forged in her life, and she has to name it to commemorate it.

"Or it's called 'Eight Treasure Porridge'?" Nightmare said casually.

"Okay, that's the name." Li Lane accepted it very unconventionally!

Nightmare: "......"

Can she retract what she just said?

Li Lane had already taken out a jar of cinnabar and a pen and inscribed on the door panel.

"Little Wang Ba, I was just joking just now, do you really want to use this name?"

"The eight-treasure porridge is very good, it is just eighteen today."

After Li Lane finished writing, Qin Xiao snatched her pen on a whim, washed off the cinnabar, took out other paints, and painted on the door panel.

"What are you going to do?" Li Rong watched her sketch out a bowl and quickly asked.

"I'll give you a picture!"

When she finished painting, there were two bowls of eight-treasure porridge next to each other; There are also scattered beans around, colorful.

The corners of Li Rong's mouth twitched, "I think I can drive this boat to the riverside in Yucheng to sell porridge!" ”

A signboard that is alive!

"Don't tear down the door!" The Nightmare gave a warning, and then put her things away.

Li Lane said mischievously: "Lord Shenzun's handwriting, how dare the little one unload?" ”

"You!" She habitually tapped her brow with her index finger, but forgot that it was stained with cinnabar.

As a result, Li Rong's forehead successfully had a mole on his eyebrows.

"You didn't wash your hands!" Li Rong frowned, and he didn't need to look to know that her forehead was stained with cinnabar, and maybe there were other paints.

She took out a handkerchief from her bosom and was about to wipe it on her forehead, but was stopped by the nightmare.

"Look!" With a strange look, the nightmare took out a small, round mirror and pointed it in front of her.

Li Lane saw that in the mirror, something was struggling to come out of a touch of cinnabar on her eyebrows.

She reached out and touched it, but there was nothing unusual, but her fingers were stained red.

"Hidden, could it be an illusion between the two of us?" She looked up at her, a little panicked.

In the mirror, the thing was still struggling desperately, more like it was sealed by something, and it couldn't break free.

"What do you say?"

"Could it be the key?" The only thing Li Lane could think of was this.

"I'll check it out for you!" Nightmare's expression became solemn.

In today's situation, guesswork doesn't work.

Li Lane quickly wiped his forehead clean, and looked in the mirror again, but the thing was gone.

Looking at the sky, she put away the "Eight Treasure Porridge", said goodbye to the nightmare, and went out to the local office......