Chapter 12: Space 1
It seems that the legend turned out to be true, but fortunately, I found her. Otherwise, such an interesting little thing will be sinned.
When he looked at Qingyue again, the man smiled away.
stared at Qing Yue, and whispered seriously and playfully: "Little thing, since you accepted my dowry, then you are my person." Heaven and earth, you don't even want to escape from the palm of my hand. The slender white hand, which is more beautiful than a woman, gently caresses Qingyue's cheeks.
The man's eyes trembled as he looked at the bleeding palm of the fainted man, and then moved his hand to the injured place, wrapping his big hand around his small hand. A faint light flashed, and the big hand took it away. The wound on the little hand was gone.
Then the man paused for a moment, then disappeared again. If it weren't for the faint fragrance of plum left in the air, it would be as if he hadn't appeared just now.
If the man had stayed a little longer, he would have noticed. The person who had just been lying on the bed disappeared as he left.
At this time, Qingyue was in chaos. Slowly opened his dark eyes, and looked at the chaos around him with habitual vigilance.
She didn't know what this place was. Reaching out to the center of his eyebrows, he didn't seem to feel any discomfort.
Looking at the gray place in front of her, Qing Yue had a feeling of traveling to the time when the world was not opened.
The unknown is a scary thing. Qingyue feels this way now, more fearful than death.
There was silence in his ears, and there was chaos in his eyes. Nothing can be felt, heard or seen. As if abandoned by the whole world, there is no time, no passage.
I don't know how long it took, Qingyue has been standing vigilantly in place and not moving. After making sure that there was really no danger around, Qing Yue took a step and slowly walked forward.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Qingyue stopped with some sadness.
Look up at the sky, if you can, of course.
She felt like she was standing still, because after walking for so long, there really wasn't any change around her.
Qingyue simply didn't leave, picked up her skirt and sat on the ground. kept thinking about any possibility in her mind, and finally, Qingyue had a flash of inspiration.
"Is this the carry-on space?" Qingyue got up in surprise, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible.
In the previous life, it was either training or task, or assessment. But she has also read some novels, and of course for the sake of the mission.
Among them are novels that are written, portable spaces. At that time, she also felt that human imagination was really immeasurable. This kind of whimsical thing can also be imagined.
But after coming to this world, Qingyue knew that the world was so big.
Nothing can come out of nowhere, and it takes wind to catch the wind and catch the shadows.
But what good is it if this is her personal space?
Nothing?!
What about the spiritual spring, what about the spirit animal, what about the aura?
Qingyue had the urge to scold her mother.
Because how she was going to get out.
It is useless to recite it silently. Sesame opens the door, and it's useless. I tried everything I could think of, but it didn't work.
Qingyue was no longer hopeful. She felt that she was really thinking too much, and even if she had room to carry around, she was afraid that it would not be her turn.
"Hee-hee~"
The sudden laughter made Qing Yue, who had been relaxed, instantly tense her body, and adjusted all the functions of her body to the state of combat.
"Who's coming out!" Qingyue tightened her little face and snorted.