The character Concubine Rong is unobstructed by the wall, and she will not "kick" the mobile phone under her feet in the game at all. Even if you step on it, there won't be any unusual movement.

Moreover, this rainbow bridge is so colorful that it is too dazzling.

Li Rongfei is a mortal with limited eyesight, and it is normal for her to not be able to see this mobile phone that is extremely similar to a thin brick on the bridge deck from this colorful light.

Li Rongfei had really come in with her divine thoughts before, and at that time, she was exploring with all her mind, just staring around, and she didn't expect to look down at her feet.

"Who is so talented? Such a precious treasure is just put at your feet? How to talk to my sister I have a style! Li Rongfei is angry and funny.

How does this look like her own handwriting? Li Rongfei puts things, they are all like this, where to throw them away.

"Luo Xi, you can store things and carry forward your own style, you don't need to learn from me, right?"

Li Rongfei bent down and picked up the phone.

Her fingers rubbed lightly on the brick.

The phone screen lit up, and the lock interface appeared.

Li Rongfei subconsciously entered her mobile phone password.

"Ding—"

With a soft sound, the mobile phone turned into a ball of spiritual light and pounced on Li Rongfei.

It's not the wisp of Li Rongfei's divine thought in the distraction.

But in the Muhua realm, in the Xizu Temple, Li Rongfei's real body sitting on the roof.

The aura drilled into Li Rongfei's eyebrows.

Of course, the mobile phone is not a real mobile phone, but a spiritual infusion scroll deliberately made in the form of a mobile phone, a spiritual infusion scroll with a password.

Li Rongfei was frozen, unable to move.

She wasn't flustered.

Luo Xi won't hurt her, she believes in Luo Xi.

It's been a long time.

The infusion is complete.

Li Rongfei has a lot of knowledge in her mind.

And a letter.

Except for the letter, there was no knowledge of any personal feelings, not even a word of subjective evaluation.

It was as if it had been stuffed into a library, and every line of every book was clearly imprinted in Li Rongfei's thoughts.

But there are no side effects.

Li Rongfei did not have a headache or fainting.

I just feel refreshed.

"Good Luo Xi!" Li Rongfei praised happily. "I know you love me the most!"

"I'm really brain-dead! If I had found these as soon as I opened the tablet, I wouldn't have been so ashamed! Li Rongfei thumped her head. I don't know how to be an Internet celebrity, I will definitely make a fortune! ”

Alas, it is useless to regret it.

This is probably providential.

In fact, it's good to be an Internet celebrity, Li Rongfei turned her mind and became proud again, this is called a wrong move, and a fool has a foolish fortune.

"It's just, why did you leave me such a clueless letter?"

The letter that was forcibly stuffed into Li Rongfei's memory by the mobile phone infusion technique was not signed and had no date.

"Li Rongfei. Remember, first, live happily and love yourself. Second, love Joe and love your children as you do. Third, if you have spare strength, compensate for the air dust and Chu Feng. They are good boys. Remember! Don't forget! Don't forget! ”

There is no reason, no explanation.

The "knowledge" stuffed to Li Rongfei contains the customs and human geography of the Three Thousand Realms, and there are many brief introductions to the romantic characters of the Three Thousand Realms.

Although this letter did not say who "Qiao He", "Kong Chen", and "Chu Feng" specifically referred to, combined with the "knowledge" information, Li Rongfei knew it. They are the three god emperors of the Three Thousand Realms, and they are by no means anyone else.

The God Emperor Qiao He, known as the Lord of Flowers, rules over half of the Dark Yu Realm.

He has peerless beauty and is the dream lover of all the goddesses of the Three Thousand Realms.

"Luo Xi, Yu Qian, don't you like him, right? No, I love Qiao He, like loving my own son, this is to make me regard him as my own son. Son? Whose son is he? ”

Li Rongfei was puzzled.