A staircase to an unknown end.

Qingchen stood there and watched for a long time, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

It's like a lost child has found his way home.

An imperceptible sigh escaped her throat.

Qingchen didn't seem to understand why he sighed, and saw his right foot walking uncontrollably up the steps.

She was shocked and tried to stop her feet from going up.

However, all in vain.

Her feet were not controlled by her will. Instead, a flame-colored aura rose from under his feet.

One step is like a thousand miles in a flash.

But suddenly, a magnificent palace appeared before her eyes.

The moment he stepped into the palace, Qingchen clearly heard what he said.

"Someone, change clothes!"

Qingchen's beautiful eyes were as big as a bull's eye, and her expression was so shocked that it was indescribable.

Palace, people, changing clothes?

These were things she could never have dreamed of.

But the scene in front of her didn't allow her to think about whether it was a dream or a fact.

A group of graceful women walked towards her with trays in their hands.

Before the group of people approached him, Qingchen raised his hand and pinched himself.

Ouch it hurts!

Isn't this an illusion?

It wasn't a dream or a hallucination, why was there another consciousness controlling her thoughts and actions?

Before she could figure it out, her feet turned in a different direction and entered the palace.

The palace is very large, and it is somewhat familiar.

Qingchen remembered that she had seen this palace in Jinghu. If she remembered correctly, there should have been a large open windowsill in that direction.

In a blink of an eye, she saw the big windowsill.

Oh my God, is it Manze?

Thinking of Mangze, Qingchen trembled uncontrollably.

After this shaking, she realized that it was not that she was shaking at all, but that when she took off her clothes, her hand shook her clothes.

The glass bead hidden inside the garment fell out.

The hand that had undressed her without knowing it, quickly caught the bead.

I also took two strokes by the way.

Qingchen put the beads aside and beckoned to the door of the hall.

The group of graceful women from before rushed in, stood in a row, saluted her, and lowered their heads to hold the tray above their heads.

Qingchen's gaze shifted to a row of pallets.

The tray was full of women's clothes, all red, with the occasional one or two thin silk and black silk brocade covers, but without exception, all the clothes were made of very flowing materials.

These clothes are very expensive at first glance.

However, this one has the same eye as herself, and she also likes this pigment style.

Almost at the same time, she pointed to the one that Qingchen also fancied.

The woman hurriedly stepped forward, placed the tray on the table, and picked up her clothes and put them on her.

After the clothes were opened, Qingchen realized that this dress was the one he wore when he woke up.

Her heart was turbulent, but there was a tired and impatient look on her face.

When the woman saw her face, her hands trembled, and she almost dropped her clothes on the ground.

Qingchen looked sideways.

Seeing the woman holding her clothes with both hands, she immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "Lord spare your life!"

She was really frightened by kneeling, and she was thinking about saying something, when she heard a sentence come out of her mouth: "What are you still rubbing?" ”

Xu was tired, and her tone of voice was a little tired.

Almost at the same time, Qingchen and the woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Qingchen is already the little apprentice of the supreme Taoist of Qingyun Immortal Sect, and the disciples of Immortal Sect have to respect her as a little uncle or senior, she has not really adapted to this role.

Not to mention things that can't be killed.

Fortunately, this lord has no intention of punishing the woman.

The woman didn't expect that she was not punished, and she had a kind of demeanor for the rest of her life. He was more careful when he waited for her to change clothes.

Just by changing her clothes, the woman was already drenched in sweat.

Qingchen looked at the woman's sweaty forehead and wanted to comfort her. After thinking about it, I couldn't control the consciousness of the lord at all, so I might as well be a quiet spectator.

Sure enough, after changing her clothes, she just waved her hand indifferently.

As if pardoned, the woman bowed down and withdrew from the main hall.

She was the only one left in the huge palace, and a heavy tiredness hit her, and she moved to the window.

By the large windowsill, there was a large beauty couch, and she watched herself lie down.

After lying down, the comfort of that moment was clearly felt even by her.

This made Qingchen doubt once again whether his current self was still himself or not?

Not long after lying down, she changed to a comfortable position to rest. I don't know what was put on the beauty couch that made her have a backache.

Hurt?

It hurts just as much as she pinched herself.

Does this mean that the body is still her own? But why can't she control her consciousness? This is really evil!

Before she could figure it out, it suddenly went dark and she couldn't see anything.

Is she sleeping? But why is she still awake? If she is asleep, is she in charge of her body?

Qingchen eagerly tried. She was disappointed by the results.

She couldn't move at all.

At present, I seem to be a spectator, and I seem to be imprisoned in this person's consciousness!

But she is the owner of this body!

Qingchen was very depressed.

After thinking about it left and right, thinking about it before and after, I still can't think of a reason for it. In the end, I was so tired that I fell asleep.

I slept very deeply. Until a thunderclap sounded in his ears, the person who had been sleeping deeply suddenly opened his eyes.

The look in his eyes was not the dazed when he first woke up, but like a sword out of its sheath that was dazzling.

The person on the beauty couch got up slowly, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

Only when she stood up completely upright did Qingchen see the scene outside the window.

In a mirror, the world at the foot of the mountain is in full view.

Qingchen said towards the Heaven Devouring Array: "What is it?

Standing in front of the steps she came up and shouting black, I heard the sound of anger and roared incessantly, like thunder, and wanted to crush her.

Qingchen's ears hurt from the shock. Thinking that this was offended, which party was sacred, he actually came to the door to seek revenge.

If there is a fight, will she get hurt?

Before she finished thinking about a thought, she saw that she raised her hand, and her jade white fingertips pointed at the void in the array, and the black mass was suddenly wrapped in bubbles, and then she flicked her fingertips, and saw that the bubbles were flying through the mist, and instantly turned into the darkest star in the sky and disappeared.

Qingchen looked at the sky, staggering!

Oh my God, is the Lord's cultivation so unfathomable?

She was still in shock, and her body was shocked by the lord's full of depression.

Probably because of lack of sleep after being forcibly woken up, the lord's mood was irritable.

She lay back and stood up again, glanced at the transparent beads that were resting on the table, got up and picked them up and flipped them over.

The bead flashed under her coil and was tossed back on the table.

The Venerable Lord's movements looked very casual, but Qingchen looked very carefully, and after she pointed her finger, the raised mountain in that position was instantly flattened.

My mother, the lord's anger is too terrifying!

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