Qin Qian didn't have time to think much about how these black mist resembled anyone's body, he just grabbed his hand.

Whispered.

"Little Migo!!"

"Stuffy Gourd !!"

"The ...... of the Gods"

The darkness spread like a tide, gradually steaming throughout the room, Qin Qian looked confused, a little scared, she had never seen this picture in her previous life until now.

"Stuffy gourd, don't worry, I'm here! Did someone poison you go? Rest assured! I won't let go of your hand! ”

Qin Qian held his hand tightly and did not relax at all.

She watched as the afterglow of the setting sun had been shining in the room half a second ago, but now the whole room seemed to be shrouded in endless darkness.

Is it dark?

The darkness that could not be seen wrapped around her, and she frowned.

It wasn't so much that it was dark, but that she was in a dark ink...... The ultimate darkness of intense ink.

Qin Qian shuddered inexplicably.

Rao is that she is well-informed, and she has never seen this scene.

She smelled a smell of decay in her nose, and heard a terrible scream in her ears, as if she was in the underworld...... All around were ghosts crying wolf.

The peculiar language hissed in his ears like a snake spitting out a letter, making Qin Qian's ears hurt, and Qin Qian roared angrily.

"Don't make any noise!!"

In an instant, the surroundings were calm.

The invisible darkness, like a tide, quickly receded, and it was only three seconds before the room returned to brightness, and the sudden appearance of light pierced Qin Qian's eyes with pain, and he blinked vigorously before looking at the wisp of orange glow that drifted into the room along the window.

Was that a dream?

Qin Qian took out his ears, which were still a little painful, and suddenly noticed that the hand he was holding in his palm was starting to turn cold, Qin Qian lowered his head, and his eyes happened to see Yu Wushen's painfully distorted face.

That extremely ugly face is in a rapidly changing ...... Variation.

Right.

It's change.

"Uh......"

The face turned ...... It's getting better??

And how to keep up with that face after getting better......

Qin Qian blinked vigorously, and Yu Wushen's face returned to its ugly appearance, but he was still in pain.

Qin Qian turned his head and looked at the little white cat who was grooming his hair.

"Just now, was I dazzled?"

The little white cat glanced at her and continued to lick her fur.

Only Qin Qian was left alone, messy in the wind.

Muttered to himself.

"I must be dazzled." Otherwise, how could it be possible to see Mu Er's face in front of him, it's really unbelievable!

In the next second, the reality seemed to have to be slapped in the face, and the sleeping boy on the bed, his face changed like a storm, and it returned to smooth and handsome, as if it was a masterpiece carefully carved by God. There is not a single blemish in it.

Qin Qian, who was watching, breathed tightly.

That face hasn't changed this time......

It remains in a flawless state.

The boy's breathing gradually stabilized, and his breath seemed to become calm.

Qin Qian's breathing completely stopped.

It can't be him!!

Qin Qian's mouth pursed into a straight line, and then, her hand gently lifted his eyelids, and under his eyelids, his eyes shone with a faint violet light.

Radiant and shining.

Qin Qian's heart was beating uncontrollably.

Silently lowering his eyelids, Qin Qian withdrew his posture of holding his hand, and sat upright in front of the bed, staring at this ...... with a shy and angry expression The god of the god who is three points more handsome than her!!