"Want to wash?" Yi Qingchen asked.

"Hmm." Feng Tingcheng looked at Yi Qingchen and supported his forehead, it seemed that every time he met this person, he was unilaterally suppressed and restrained everywhere, this feeling was really unhappy!

"I'll help you." Yi Qingchen estimated the mobility of Feng Qingcheng's current small arms and legs, and took the initiative to propose.

"Don't." As soon as he heard that Yi Qingchen offered to help him wash, Feng Qingcheng refused Yi Qingchen's proposal without thinking.

First, she said that Qingchen, who did not eat the fireworks in the world, said that she wanted to help herself wash up, and she felt that she was violently dispatching heavenly things.

The second is that she doesn't want to play a giant baby in front of a 31-year-old soul who cares about Qingchen, and she can't take care of herself.

"But shy?" Yi Qingchen's proposal was rejected by Feng Tingcheng who didn't want to, not only did he not get angry, but he was amused by Feng Tingcheng's arrogant appearance.

Shy?!

Hearing Yi Qingchen ask if he was shy, Feng Qingcheng rolled his eyes unconsciously, what is shyness? Would she have this strange emotion?

Yi Qingchen looked at Feng Qingcheng's small appearance, and smiled even more unscrupulously.

"Come with me." Feng Qingcheng's intuition was bombarded with such a smile that made Yi Qingchen bloom like a hundred flowers, she would definitely be more passive, and after all, she was still determined to go to the Mixed Metaverse to wash, in order not to leave the scourge of Yi Qingchen outside, she even brought Yi Qingchen inside.

"Portable space?" Yi Qingchen was first surprised by Feng Chengcheng taking the initiative to hold his wrist, and in the next moment, the environment in which the two of them were in had changed, and they appeared in the living room where Feng Chengcheng had discussed with them in the middle of the night last time.

Looking at the living room and house where Feng Qingcheng discussed with them last time, Yi Qingchen already had his own answer in his heart.

"How did you guess?" Feng Qingcheng hooked his lips at Yi Qingchen, and did not refute, but felt very interesting that Yi Qingchen was able to guess that this was his personal space in such a short time.

Yi Qingchen has entered and exited this mixed metaverse twice, if there are no ideas and speculations, it will be really strange.

It's just that Feng Qingcheng didn't expect Yi Qingchen to be so smart and bold, just twice, he guessed everything.

Whether it is his true identity or the truth of the mixed metaverse, Yi Qingchen's intelligence and boldness all make Feng Qingcheng admire and appreciate it very much.

After appreciating it, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but reflect on whether he and Yi Qingchen's identities were converted, whether he could guess the truth of the facts in such a short time like Yi Qingchen.

The answer is no.

The materialism of the 21st century has given Feng Chengcheng a lot of convenience, but at the same time, it has also made her passive and lack a lot of imagination in front of many non-material things that can be explained.

"Legend has it that one of the ten major artifacts, the Jiuli pot and the Shanhe Society Jitu are all carried with a carry-on space." Yi Qingchen replied with a chuckle.

"You also said it was a legend." Feng Qingcheng's eyes narrowed when he heard this, obviously disagreeing with Yi Qingchen's answer.

Yi Qingchen's answer is too official, and the medicine is reasonable, and her official reasonable answer is the most unlistenable falsehood in the face of not being completely sure.

"The legend is naturally not credible, but the Xuanyuan Sword has given me a lot of confidence." Yi Qingchen chuckled again.

As soon as he heard Yi Qingchen talk about the Xuanyuan Sword, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but think of the Xuanyuan Sword that he saw from Yi Qingchen's hand last time, which was shining with light and accompanied by the dragon's groan, and he was envious.

"Well, you're right, but it's my personal space."

"But this portable space came by chance, and it is extremely mysterious, not the Jiuli pot and the mountains and rivers in your mouth."

"This is nature, but all artifacts have their own spiritual sense, once anything has its own thoughts, it will become mysterious, and at the same time, it also needs some chances."

As for how Feng Chengcheng got this portable space, Yi Qingchen behaved normally, so normal that it seemed that he was just appreciating a beautiful thing, talking about the weather, so natural.

"Nothing else curious?" Feng Qingcheng listened to Yi Qingchen's transcendent answer, and he didn't believe it.

"Naturally curious."

"If you're curious, why don't you ask?"

"When Allure wants to say it, he doesn't need me to ask, he will naturally tell me, since Allure doesn't want to say it now, why should I be persistent?"

"You're free-spirited." The corners of Feng Qingcheng's mouth twitched, and he said secretly, a beauty is a beauty Seeing this talk and doing things, this is so detached and unworldly.

"Okay, Qingchen, please wait for a while, eat some spirit fruits, and I'll come when I go." Seeing that Qingchen's attitude was so frank, Feng Qingcheng shrugged his shoulders to express helplessness.

That's right, how could the owner of the Xuanyuan Sword not even have this bit of courage?

"Okay." Yi Qingchen nodded, signaling Feng Qingcheng to do whatever he wanted.

Feng Qingcheng looked at Yi Qingchen's appearance, and the corners of his mouth twitched again.

It seems that he is the master of the light dust, right?

Since you are a subordinate, why should you be so passive? So suppressed!

"Still not going?" Yi Qingchen saw Feng Qingcheng standing motionless in front of him, a delicate little face, clearly extinguished, extremely exciting, and asked worriedly.

"Go." Feng Qingcheng was awakened again by Yi Qingchen's question, and fled upstairs like a gust of wind.

"..."The disciple noticed that Qingchen stood in place, looking at the magical speed of Feng Tilting City, with a puzzled expression.

Feng Tingcheng acted very quickly, and after Yi Qingchen sat down to rest for a while, Feng Tingcheng had already gone downstairs refreshed.

"Allure's hairstyle is chic." Yi Qingchen looked at the hair that was tied up on the top of his head by Feng Qicheng, which was very novel.

"Isn't this hairstyle good, simple and straightforward." Feng Qingcheng shook his ponytail and didn't care.

"Okay, as long as Allure likes it, it's okay."

"Oh, let's talk about something else~" Feng Qingcheng listened to Yi Qingchen's reverie-inducing answer, and his face turned red.

If this is a superb beautiful man, he will definitely be happy to bloom if he is so provocative, but a superb beauty is so provocative of himself, why is this style of painting so terrifying?

"Would you like to let me enjoy the beautiful scenery outside this portable space of Allure?" Yi Qingchen saw that Feng Chengcheng said this, and cooperatively put forward the idea of visiting the portable space of Feng Chengcheng.

This is Feng Chengcheng's own personal space, to a certain extent, this is Feng Chengcheng's own home, this cognition makes Yi Qingchen eager to go to the outside of the Mixed Metaverse to see.

"It's not impossible, but before I promise you, I want to ask Qingchen a question." Feng Qingcheng squinted and smiled, thinking about it.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Yi Qingchen looked at Feng Qingcheng's iconic smile, looked stunned, and still chose to cooperate.

"Qingchen guesses that my portable space is really just the legend of the ten major artifacts?" Feng Chengcheng asked.

You have to know that you know, and you will be light and dusty

Knowing people who have a portable space is not just himself, Feng Chengcheng can't help but wonder about the relationship between Wushuangjun and Yi Qingchen, and what kind of realm it has reached.

"I can guess that this is Allure's portable space, not just the top ten artifacts." I don't know why Feng Tingcheng asked this, Yi Qingchen still glanced at Feng Tingcheng dotingly, and replied.

"Oh, how do you know?"

"Where did you know from Wushuang-kun?"

"Wushuang-kun? In other words, Wushuangjun once took you into the glass illusion realm? When Feng Qingchen heard Yi Qingchen say this, he felt a sense of loss in his heart for no reason.

It seems that the bond and familiarity between Wushuangjun and Yi Qingchen are far deeper than he imagined.

For Wushuang Jun, Feng Chengcheng's thoughts are very complicated.

He broke too many firsts in Feng Tilting City, and at the same time gave Feng Tilting City too much help, and he was strong enough to be beautiful and mysterious, under these factors, it was impossible for Feng Tilting City to treat Wushuang Jun with a normal heart.

Feng Chengcheng has never wanted to admit that for Wushuangjun, she has the expectations and fantasies that every woman has, for the man she likes.

Now that she heard Yi Qingchen personally admit the familiarity and difference between her and Wushuang Jun, Feng Qingcheng's heart ached for no reason.

I thought I was different from you, but it wasn't that different.

Actually, I'm no different, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that I have such a fragile and sensitive day.

"Not bad." Yi Qingchen cautiously glanced at Feng Qingcheng, who suddenly became depressed, and hesitated to speak.

"Well, I'll take you outside." Feng Qingcheng suppressed the little sourness in his heart, and decided to take a look at this mixed metaverse with Yiqingchen first.

Mo said that he was not the first person brought to the Glass Illusion by Wushuang Jun, or that he was in the mixed Metaverse, and there were so many visitors back and forth, what did he mind?

He and Wushuang Jun are just a three-day friendship, he has helped him a lot, let himself be reborn, squandered money, and gave himself money and treasures to build up his forces, so graceful as a mountain, and so short-lived.

Such a self? And what position do you have to mind being jealous?

“… It's good. Yi Qingchen looked at Feng Chengcheng quietly, and saw that in an instant, Feng Chengcheng's true emotions had been hidden under her skin, and she could no longer catch any wind and grass, and she was disappointed.

I thought you would talk to me, I thought you would know everything about me, I thought it was all I thought.

It turns out that even if I have done so much and said it so clearly, there are still thousands of mountains and rivers between you and me.

But it doesn't matter, I've been around for too short, we've experienced too little, I'm willing to wait, and I'm willing to give you a chance.

I only hope that one day, when you look back at the city, you will find that there was once a person who took care of you so carefully in the palm of his hand, and there was a person who could do so much sacrifice and forbearance in order to protect you.

...

"Looking at the drunken dream pavilion outside, the truth is incomparable, and it is exquisite." Yi Qingchen suppressed the disappointment in his heart, stood in the mixed metaverse, looked at the beautiful, flowers in full bloom, like a fairyland, the mixed metaverse and the drunken dream Xiaoxie couldn't help but suddenly open up, and praised from the bottom of his heart.

"It's okay." Feng Qingcheng waved his hand at Yi Qingchen, and his interest was broken.

Yi Qingchen saw that Feng Qingcheng was so interested, and his face was inexplicable. It is said that a woman's heart is a needle under the sea, and this is true. 2k reading web