Chapter 13: The Mask
Xiao Qianmeng rubbed his aching neck, sat up from the bed, and looked around.
The rosewood dresser, a wooden table with fine workmanship and a lot of money, this is not her place. Wait, let her read yesterday's story first......
Grandma's, this kid actually knocked her unconscious while she wasn't paying attention. I lifted the quilt again and checked myself, but fortunately, my mother's innocence was preserved.
Touching my face again, hey, where's my mask? I looked at the head of the bed and found that there was none, so I got up and turned the whole room upside down, but I still didn't find it.
I can only scold in my heart, Nalan Jinxiao, you fucking girl, do you think I will be out of luck if I steal my mask? Hmph, I'm glad I was prepared.
Just thinking about it, Xiao Qianmeng took out a new mask from the space and put it on. She actually wanted to try this new mask for a long time, and looking at this mask, it was too delicate to be good.
Although it is half a mask like the previous one, it is clearly more elaborate. Made of pure gold, the perfect hollowing, especially the mandala flower next to the corner of the eye, looks noble and mysterious.
Hurry up and see if I have become beautiful again, Xiao Qianmeng sat on a stool in front of the dressing mirror on the runway, and admired himself in the bronze mirror for a long time.
Hey, my face is beautiful, youthful and beautiful, full of collagen. It's true to say that, but under normal circumstances, shouldn't you find a way to come out?
Xiao Qianmeng retracted his heart after admiring himself in front of the bronze mirror, and fell into deep thought by holding his face with his hand.
The moment she put on that mask just now, she clearly felt a trace of strong resistance from the remaining thoughts of the original owner, could it be that she felt wrong?
But that's not right, is there any secret hidden in this mask? The author of "Nine Bottles" has never described this mask, which makes her a little confused.
Forget it, let's think about what to do in the current situation. This Nalan Jinxiao should be determined to lock her here, and you don't need to look at it to know that this place has been enchanted by him.
If his cultivation was weaker than her, she would have opened the enchantment and killed it earlier, but unfortunately she cultivated under him, and she couldn't open this enchantment, and now she is like a prisoner waiting for death here.
Or, use the beauty meter? No, no, if you lose yourself, the gains outweigh the losses. Is it true that you want to sit here and wait for death?
Xiao Qian dreamed that it was time for dinner, and the biological clock rang on time. Stretched out his hand and touched his poor stomach, with the personality of the original owner, he must have no food to eat, so he could only take out a grain of Bigu Dan from the space and eat it.
Immediately felt full, and Xiao Qianmeng sat back on the bed. Since you can't get out, it's good to quietly improve your cultivation here.
Xiao Qianmeng began to meditate cross-legged, which is the so-called cultivation.