The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 342 Immortal Venerable, Hug Me (7)

Above the thick pages of the book, a thin red string was exposed.

It seemed to be connected to something, snaking into the pages of the book.

Is it a bookmark?

Qiao Rong thought about it, but still didn't touch it.

It's not good if it's something precious.

It's just that the moment she closed the book, the red rope seemed to have life force, and suddenly it fell out of the book and landed on her quilt.

Qiao Rong saw clearly what was connected to the other end of the red rope, and was slightly stunned.

It is a very thin piece of blood jade.

The jade is in the shape of a ring, and the color is very clear, but the blood color on it is a bit strangely bright red.

Especially against her pure white quilt, the red was even a little dazzling.

It's like real blood dripping into it.

Qiao Rong stared at it for a while, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

But she didn't care for long.

This should be something that Yanmu accidentally left in the book, she'd better put it back in its original place.

Thinking of this, she carefully reached out her hand, trying to pick it up from the quilt.

However, the moment her index fingertip touched the piece of jade, those blood-red spots suddenly emitted a strong light.

Qiao Rong paused her fingers and opened her eyes slightly.

She watched in shock as the room in front of her was instantly filled with dazzling red light.

In the next second, the space seemed to be twisted suddenly, and then a huge mouth seemed to be torn open.

A more intense white light came from that place, instantly drowning out the red light in the room, causing her to subconsciously close her eyes.

Everything happened so fast that she had no time to react.

All she felt was a buzzing sound coming from her ears, which made her head start to ache.

I do not know how long it has been.

It seems to be very long, but it seems to be only within half a second.

Qiao Rong felt the voices in his ears gradually fade away, replaced by the chirping voices of a bunch of strangers.

"Mother, don't be afraid, the monster has been killed by us."

It was the voice of a young man.

Qiao Rong slowly opened his eyes.

She saw the scene in front of her clearly.

In front of her stood several young men and women in white robes.

They both had long black hair tied into a bun with a white ribbon.

This kind of attire is familiar to Qiao Rong to a certain extent.

It is the dress of a person who cultivates immortality.

Qiao Rong was stunned.

Did she return to her own world?
However, she had never seen such a place in her own world.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly felt a pain in her arm.

"It's really troublesome for the immortals. Just now, my daughter and I were really scared to death."

The woman next to her pinching her arm wiped her tears, but her tone was full of gratitude.

Qiao Rong paused for a moment, glanced sideways slightly, but happened to meet the belt around the woman's waist.

Only then did she realize that she had turned into a child.

She didn't know what was going on in front of her, she moved her arms subconsciously, trying to break free from the woman's shackles.

But as soon as he moved, he was pinched hard again.

It hurt so much that she burst into tears.

A man in a white robe on the opposite side glanced at her, and said strangely: "Mother, is your daughter feeling a little uncomfortable, she seems to be crying."

The woman paused, and then began to cry and wipe her tears again: "My girl has a strange disease, and our small village can't cure it, so I took her to the next town to see a doctor. I didn't expect to meet her on the road. When it comes to monsters, if it weren't for the help of the immortals, our mother and I would have died without a place to bury..."

The man immediately showed sympathy when he heard the words.

He couldn't help comforting him: "It's okay, ma'am, this is our responsibility, don't take it to heart. Since your daughter is sick, don't waste any more time, take her to the hospital immediately."

The woman nodded again and again: "Hey, I'll take her away now..."

Qiao Rong pursed her lips, and suddenly said, "I'm not her daughter."

(End of this chapter)