This is Qingchen's divine consciousness realm.

It worked? I didn't expect it to go so well.

"What went so well?"

Jun Yi's thoughts echoed in Qingchen's mind, and she followed the voice.

Hey, this is her own divine realm, why is it different from what she sees?

Transparent and transparent like a hanging mirror, clean and outrageous.

Jun Yi looked around before turning around to look at Qingchen.

What God thinks, what he knows, hides.

Qingchen's divine consciousness realm is like a piece of still water without waves, and the waves are not alarmed.

It turned out that she had never relied on her heart!

Jun Yi suddenly smiled, only thinking that his move was too redundant.

Qingchen looked at Jun Yi in a daze.

At this moment, he is still in Qingchen's divine consciousness realm, and because he deliberately channeled with her, he now feels Qingchen's empathy.

Sore, stuffy, disappointing...... All kinds of flavors are doped.

She didn't understand and probably understood, was he disappointed because he didn't see what he wanted to see?

“...... Fairy flowers. ”

Jun Yi slowly turned his head in response, and the moment he looked at her, those emotions dissipated into the distance like a cloud of smoke.

"Take it. He handed over the box in his hand!

Qingchen took it as he said.

She didn't move, Jun Yi lowered her eyebrows, and said, "I'm fine." You just put the flower crown here. ”

should have put down the box according to Jun Yi's words, but somehow, Qingchen glanced at the box in his hand, suddenly stuffed the box into Jun Yi's hand, turned around and ran.

Jun Yi looked at the box and was in a trance for a while before he put down the box and walked out of Qingchen's divine consciousness realm.

As soon as Jun Yi came out, Qingchen immediately ran away.

A light breeze swept through the corridor and disappeared at the end of the corridor in a short time.

When Jun Yi chased him out, there was only a long night of cold wind.

Alas......

A soft sigh dissipated with the night wind.

The nights are long and dreamy.

Qingchen is trapped in a "nightmare", and his mud feet are deep and unable to extricate himself.

The pillow was already soaked, and the tears were still affectionate, constantly gushing out of the corners of his eyes.

Finally, the shaking head relaxed.

A whimper rushed out of the tight lips, first a small whine, and then seemed to be unable to suppress the emotion, the whining gradually turned into a howl, after crying for a while, the grievance became more and more unstoppable, like a spring thunder in the middle of the night, a sound sounded......

Jun Yi was deeply thoughtful, and he kept sitting on the lookout platform against the cliff.

The cry was very weak at first, Jun Yi thought that she was in a mood, although he didn't move, he kept listening with his ears pricked up.

But the more I listened to the cry, the more terrible it became, and her cry echoed in the connected empty corridors.

Jun Yi couldn't sit still.

It doesn't sound like an emotion.

A gust of wind passed, and the person had already appeared at the door of Qingchen's bedroom.

Jun Yi raised his knuckles and knocked on the door a little harder.

This kind of force is just enough to wake people up, but not too loud to cause a sense of panic.

After knocking on the door a few times, the crying in the room did not decrease at all, but was a little breathless because the crying was too fierce.

Jun Yi didn't wait any longer, changed the knock door to push the door, and walked in quickly after the door opened.

Qingchen was still crying. Feather's eyebrows furrowed, and his expression was pained. Obviously he had no strength, but tears still poured out like desperately.

I can't let her cry anymore, her voice is hoarse.

Jun Yi hurriedly sat down on the edge of the bed, gently pulled Qingchen and asked her to face her sideways, before reaching out and gently stroking her back.

This trick seems to work very well for Qingchen.

The exploding spring thunder finally died down.

Jun Yi's frowning eyebrows stretched, and the corners of his lips hooked, with a glimmer of unknown smile.

At that time, she seemed to have cried once, but not as unscrupulously as she does now.

She cried in front of him with the intention of drinking, obviously she could use the wine to pretend to be crazy and vent out, but in the end it was because he was stubbornly choked.

I still remember that at that time, Jun Yi thought she was annoying, and patted her on the back a few times very perfunctorily and let her go.

I didn't expect ......

The action of stroking his back paused for a short time because he thought about things, and Qingchen, who was not appeased, immediately snorted.

Jun Yi's hand was still resting on her back, and she subconsciously raised her hand and patted it gently.

I don't know what state she is in now, like a dream, not a dream, but not waking up?

Obviously, it's not the first time I've entered the realm of divine consciousness, why was it okay before?

Thinking about it, the previous time could only be regarded as a dream, and this time it was an exchange of divine consciousness and psychic with each other, was it because of this reason that she remembered some old things?

No – absolutely impossible!

Spiritual power can be practiced, but memory must not!

Although Qingchen's heart is a little more stable than her peers, except for her experience, she is completely an ignorant little girl.

If you go back in time, she is more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

Where did she go in those few years, and why didn't everything match the past?

......

She's not going anywhere, you bastard!

It seems that the shrewd person is going to die, but in fact, he is a fool! Can't he magnify his thinking? Do you have to drill into an alley to the end?

An old man stared at the display screen, racking his brains as to how to answer the reader's dad pointing out that he forgot to fill in the bug without being discovered.

The click of your fingertips on the keyboard is as fast as water.

Do you want to go back to the furnace and rebuild it? Will it be sprayed to death?

Urgent, online, etc.!

After a while, a long list of comments came.

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Why don't you rebuild yourself? If you dare to write dead cp again, I'll send you a nail board!!

My poor baby~

Do you think that the Divine Venerable has opened the perspective of God like you?

Isn't it normal for him to not be able to see? You limited the plot to death, and you blame him?

You're smart, why don't you think we're going to squirt you?

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Uh-

Cold sweat flowed from the old man's forehead, and he hurriedly typed out a line of words.

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Come on, brothers, take the 100-meter broadsword first!

Old man, let you go today.

My broadsword almost couldn't be contained, so hurry back to the codeword update. If you dare to be a eunuch again, be careful of your brother!

The old man immediately fell into disgrace!

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, the old man collapsed on the chair and wailed: This year's reader's father is really difficult to bring! I am still an unmarried young man, please let me go!

Leng Buding's "Let me go" sounded like a thunderclap in the sleepy Qingchen's mind.

Qingchen cried for too long, dizzy and swollen like a peach.

She fell back again due to too much force, and after trying to hold up her heavy eyelids to no avail, she collapsed on the bed in resignation, thinking that Fang Cai's voice was a little familiar.

Who is it, and why do you tell yourself to let him go?

A chuckle interrupted Qingchen's thoughts at the right time.

The eyes that were swollen enough to stretch open only a slit looked at the place where the voice came from, and saw a man in a pale bamboo-colored robe approaching.

Qingchen condensed, this person is a fairy flower, why is he wearing it so dazzlingly today?

Jun Yi took a closer look, and it really lived up to his expectations.

The bright eyes are swollen like peaches, and the peach face is miserable and white!

"Are you alright?"

Qingchen's eyes were torn when he heard this, and he glared at him fiercely, "Do you want to be so ruthless and keep chasing me?"