Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 921 The Elven King in the Pocket (3)
He picked up his schoolbag again, locked the door of the classroom, and walked down the stairs.

Their classroom was on the third floor, but He found something was wrong after walking for a few minutes.

Now she is standing at the corner of the stairs, looking down from the handrail, there are layers of stairs, as if there are many layers.

But she had obviously gone down three flights of stairs.

He frowned again, not quite sure what the situation was.

She tentatively stretched out her foot and took another step down.

It's just that this time her foot didn't land on the ground, she stepped on the ground suddenly, and felt a sense of weightlessness.

However, Wo did not fall down the stairs.

When she reacted, she found herself in a misty space.

The thick fog blocked all her sight, and also made this space look extremely empty and empty.

He was stunned again, and frowned.

This seems to be another space.

She tentatively stepped forward, and could feel that the moment she stepped out, the original thick fog dissipated, and the road under her feet gradually became clear.

As the surrounding vision became clearer, He could faintly see a blurry figure in front of him.

The fog gathered above, and He could see the road under her feet clearly. She slightly raised her head and looked ahead, a little dazed.

The ice-blue long hair spread to the slender and beautiful ankles, and the cold white ankles under the robe were submerged in a thin layer of ice, and the whole body was wrapped with layers of thin chains.

But He couldn't see the man's face clearly.

She pursed her lips, and had a vague guess in her heart.

He tentatively approached again, and every step she took was dispelling the surrounding fog.

When she finally walked in front of the man, she seemed to be able to see his eyebrows clearly.

The long ice-blue hair slightly covered his eyebrows and eyes, and the boy was imprisoned on the cross by repeated chains, his slender fingers hanging down slightly.

As if noticing He You's approach, the young man moved his fingertips and slightly raised his eyes.

The heavy fog dissipated, and a pair of extremely beautiful phoenix eyes outlined a clear and shallow outline. The pupils were cold, and the brows and eyes were light and unwavering when looked at. Only a light-colored tear mole at the end of the eye added a bit of charm.

He blinked again: "Zhu Jing?"

He was a little surprised that such a pair of extremely beautiful and indifferent phoenix eyes coincided with Zhu Jing in his memory.

She could recognize that the one in front of her was not a fragment in the small interface, but Zhu Jing.

He was a little confused again: "What's going on? Isn't he Zhu Jing?"

Xiaolu answered quickly, but her tone was weak.

"It's the master, because the master's luck has recovered a lot, so it can already appear in the small interface. This is indeed the master, but there is no memory other than the small interface."

It was Zhu Jing, and He felt relieved.

She was afraid of disturbing the young man in front of her, so she didn't continue to approach.

Layers of chains were wrapped around the young man's body, he only raised his eyes and gave He another glance, then lowered his head again, only slightly raised his fingertips.

He noticed his imprisoned state again, and tentatively opened his mouth.

"Do you need me to rescue you?"

Although she doesn't know how to rescue him now.

The young man raised his eyes coldly, a pair of beautiful eyes contained a light mist, he tilted his head slightly, his brows and eyes were light.

Although he couldn't see any emotion, his eyes fell on He You.

He pursed his lips again, and took two steps forward.

It's just that she didn't get close as she wished, but fell into the void again.

(End of this chapter)