Jiang Wuche imagined for a moment if he also had a hairline like Fu Ziqi......

No, it's too magical......

However, as an immortal cultivator who thought he was young, he had no soul to sleep before twelve o'clock.

Unbelief? He fell asleep at seven o'clock last night, doesn't he have nightmares at night?

"What are you talking about?" As soon as I thought of Fu Ziqi's hairline, I saw him come over with a head with a worrying hairline.

His face was pale, and he was obviously relieved when he saw Jiang Wuche and Yu Qian standing upright. I want to try to fit into the conversation between the two.

Plus individuals are also able to rule out some more possibilities.

Jiang Wuche briefly told him about his guess.

"Well, before I came here, I was like I'm at home and reading the web." He rubbed his chin to try to look natural, "I do gardening, and when I'm not inspired, I usually scroll through the web or play games. ”

Most of the time it was uninspired.

Swipe the web......

Jiang Wuche remembered that when he was in the subway, he was also idle and bored playing with his mobile phone.

"Which book were you reading before this? Prose? Or is it an album? Jiang Wuche asked. He felt as if he was not far from the truth.

"A collection of poems." Yu Qian said, "A collection of poems by Emily Dickinson. ”

Jiang Wuche was thinking about who Emily Dickinson was, when he suddenly heard Fu Ziqi pat his head and say, "Is it the one who wrote, 'I could have endured the darkness, if I hadn't seen the sun'?" ”

"Hmm." Yu Qian nodded.

Jiang Wuche suddenly realized something.

Look around, the United States in the late nineteenth century, the neatly groomed back garden, and the quiet and poetic hostess......

When the three of them discussed, their voices were very soft.

But I don't know what kind of ear Mr. An is, and he can hear it from afar.

"I didn't expect you to find the key sentence when you came in so quickly." He smiled slightly, and his smile was warm, making people feel like a spring breeze.

It's just that, I don't know why, Jiang Wuche felt a dangerous aura on him.

Especially when he saw Mr. An looking at Yu Qian, there was a flash of disgust.

"Hello, my name is An Zhixiao." The corners of his mouth were mixed with a smile, refreshing and bright.

"What is a key sentence?" Fu Ziqi asked.

An Zhixiao's temper looked very good, and patiently explained: "The key sentence is a sentence we saw an hour before we came to the Phantom Capital. The structure of the world may be related to this sentence. ”

This is similar to Jiang Wuche's initial guess.

"So, how do we get out?" Fu Ziqi directly asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"Don't think about going out." An Zhixiao hooked her lips and smiled, "You just need to work hard to live." ”

A dark wind rushed up from his back, and he was terrified.

Fu Ziqi's face became more and more pale.

"So what are the necessary conditions to get out." Jiang Wuche was not frightened in the slightest.

"Hmm...... Actually, you don't need to know so clearly. An Zhixiao casually pulled a chair and sat down, supporting the table with one hand.

"Because I don't know exactly how long I'm going to have to stay here." His fingers are slender and jointed. His chin rested lightly against his arm, and the glimmer of light cast a small shadow through the broken hair on his forehead.