Chapter 39: The Spirit of the Dead, the Untold Story
Beilan came to Ye with a trace of sadness in his eyebrows, and looked at Lan Qi for a long time and didn't know what to say. One finger grabbed the guy's clothes and swept over the stream and trees towards the wall of the Ten Thousand Souls Academy, they landed on an inconspicuous small stone pile, she looked around and said indifferently: "Lan Qi, since you are going to the Medicine Spirit Master Guild today, it is better to go out now." If you can have a good time, it won't be in vain, don't you say it's gone? ”
Lan Qi touched the tip of his nose, his eyes stayed on the ring on his fingertips, and there was always a moment when he didn't agree with Beilan Laiye's words, and he was afraid that going out at this time would arouse the suspicion of some people in the academy. He pondered for a long time, and his eyes passed the weeds, the piles of stones, and the spirit beasts hiding in the corners, and a smile was restored to his face.
"Then let's go, you probably haven't played in the downtown outside the Ten Thousand Souls Academy, so it's better to take advantage of this time to wander around."
"That's what you said, and you can't go back on it when the time comes."
Beilan Laiye's tense nerves finally loosened, half of her face reflected a ray of sunshine, her whole face was in a hot state, and the lack of blood supply to the spiritual veins sometimes didn't have time to think about other people's problems. As soon as he heard Lan Qi's reply, his heart was quite satisfied.
At this time, Lan Qi waved his sleeves and threw a pen into the air, and with a few words, the wall quietly disappeared. The surrounding area is white and expansive, as if there is no barrier.
"Okay, we can get out of here, don't make trouble when we go outside." Lan Qi's face was confused, and his heart was greatly melancholy, the ring slipped from his hand, and the crisp sound of jingling bells rolled around Beilan Laiye's feet, and he lay on the ground in peace. She was slightly shocked, this guy had always had this spiritual artifact with him and had never left.
I don't know what's going on today, but I fell off my fingertips.
I didn't have time to think about it, so I picked up the spiritual weapon from the ground, Beilan Laiye held it in his hand and played with it, there was a kind of flower carved on it, which had never appeared in the present world, and there was no record, and the jade was decorated around and even the lettering was extremely neat. She was a little envious, so she said to Lan Qi.
"This ring is your most important object, and it is your first love to carry it with you every day like a lover. If you come here to rob it like this, this girl is not willing to give it. Anyway, I'll accompany you out today. If you thank you, you don't need it, then you can lend me this spiritual weapon to play with. ”
Beilan Laiye had just finished speaking, and the other pair of hands rubbed up and wanted to take away the object in her hand, she removed her arm and saw a gloomy face, red lips were white, as if she was despised by a thousand tons, Lan Qi did not speak, and the surrounding atmosphere became extremely dull.
"Why do you always keep a tight face, and you don't say anything, don't you even say that begging word? You men are really weird, you don't even have the ability to coax people, you only make this kind of expression all day long. Cut, give it back to you. ”
Beilan Laiye threw the ring into Lan Qi's arms, turned around and left with a stinky face, leaving him alone in the same place, never even moving.
The spirit ring carries the sun and shines in the clear sky, and the voice and smile of an Yi person evokes the past-
Lan Qi gradually clenched his palm, and the feeling of foreign body in his palm was very strong, but it did not change in the slightest.