Chapter Seventy-Eight: Lovely
Ye Qingli calmed down the chaotic aura, she had to go out now.
She followed the previous method of leaving the void, her soul went out, and this time her body also came out with her consciousness, and in just a moment, she felt some cool water penetrate her body, and her clothes floated gently because of buoyancy.
It's still the same scene when she left.
She stretched out her hands and struggled to swim up.
The water ran softly over her body.
Overhead, there is a bright, warm orange light.
The moment she came out of the water, she wiped her eyes and felt the air here again, very angry.
There are too many bizarre things, and she is suddenly grateful for God's affection now, at least she is still alive, or there is hope.
She walked up the escalator, and the moment her body withdrew from the water, the faint power of the water behind her suddenly increased, and disappeared in an instant. The door didn't close, and the cold wind blew in, and she couldn't help but shiver.
It's cold, she should be dressed warmer.
She flicked the dripping water off her sleeve, and a sword came into view.
Ho, she knew exactly what kind of sword it was.
She almost died at the hands of the sword.
Tut-tut......
She picked up the sword, it was very cold, like the bloodthirsty smile of the last person, and there was a strange pattern on the hilt of the sword, like an ice cream flower, but it didn't look like it, because there seemed to be something like hair on the flower, eh, I don't know what kind of plant it was, it looked so weird, she frowned, and took the sword into the sky.
In case, you can find that person with this......
She clenched her palm, she Ye Qingli has never been a person who can be slaughtered.
No and never !
Her luck, the lilac light was dotted, spreading all over her body, and in less than half a minute, Ye Qingli, who was like a chicken in soup, had already dried his clothes.
Unexpectedly, although she is now in the Chen system, the only ability she will use now is no different from a dryer, she can't help but look up to the sky and roar, this is not good......
She moved her body, the clothes that were originally tightly attached to her body had become fluffy and soft again, she suddenly remembered Xiao Yunlai, she went to get her clothes, why didn't she come yet, wouldn't that man ...... She didn't dare to imagine any longer, if she could do it to herself, she could naturally do it to her.
Her brow furrowed.
Walking out quickly, I saw Xiaoyun's figure on the edge of a brilliant moon flower garden, she was lying on the ground.
Ye Qingli helped her up and called, "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, wake up quickly." ”
Xiaoyun slowly raised his eyes, rubbed his head, looked at the ground behind him, and was a little confused: "Miss, Miss, why am I asleep?" ”
Ye Qingli sighed, "I don't know either." It's cold here, go back to sleep. ”
Telling her about this didn't do her any good, so she might as well not talk about it.
Xiaoyun lowered his head, picked up the light purple dress on the ground, and said suddenly: "Miss, Miss I remembered, I went to get you clothes, and then I smelled a strange smell, and then, and then I seemed to fall asleep......"
Ye Qingli looked at her with some self-reproach, took the dress she handed over, and comforted: "It's okay, if you're tired, go back and rest early." ”
"That'...... So you're done washing? ”
Ye Qingli asked rhetorically: "Otherwise?" ”
Not only is it washed out, but everyone is almost cold.
Xiaoyun's voice was full of crying, and he said, "Miss, Miss, I didn't mean it. You did all the washing, but you didn't change your clothes, but I really didn't mean to......"
Ye Qingli looked at her tears as if they were about to drip down, she was really a little unbearable, but it was still a little difficult for her to comfort such a girl, she patted her on the back and said stubbornly: "Okay, okay, I don't blame you, it's already washed, it's okay, go back and rest early." ”
Afraid that she wouldn't believe it, Ye Qingli also made an incomparably bright professional smile.
Xiaoyun burst out laughing: "Miss, you are so cute......"
Ye Qingli's brows were deeply locked, like a ravine-like arc.
Lovely? Really? Lovely?
???
Over the years, she has heard a lot of praise, not to mention the general type of kindness and sincerity, and the others are beautiful, generous, independent, confident, and diligent...... Wait, wait, there's just no cuteness.
Isn't cute to describe a child, Xiaoyun is two years younger than her, she touched her face, in a trance: "Can ...... Love, is it? ”
Why does it sound weird?