Tomb Robbers: Tiandao System

Endless sky, boundless sea.

The raft and boat floated on the water, as if frozen still. The raft and boat were covered with white curtains, and the space inside was looming.

The corner of the curtain outlines a picture.

Here, Cha Cha was sitting on the dressing table, staring at himself in the mirror, raising his slender hand, picking up an eyebrow pencil, and drawing his own eyebrows, gently fiddling with it, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Pfft..."

With a smile blooming, Chacha glanced at the person reflected in the mirror and said coquettishly: "I said, you little man, can you stop acting like a woman? I don't know, you think I did something to you."

"Hmph!" Wu Liang slapped her on the back of the head, thinking angrily in his heart, saying that my innocence was almost stained by you, even if nothing happened, I was so angry.

Putting down the eyebrow pencil, he bent down, came to Wu Liang, and hooked his chin, "Little man, the more I look at you, the more I think you are so cute. Let me pamper you!"

There was a playful smile between Chacha's brows, as if teasing Wu Liang had become a fun thing for her.

Facing such a bold woman, Wu Liang was so ashamed that he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into. It was so embarrassing, and he never thought that he would be like this one day.

He remembers today, huh, as the Tiandao system said, when I practice the Tiandao Art to the seventh level, you will suffer it then.

"Are you thinking of something bad?" Chachayu used her hand to straighten Wu Liang's head.

"No." Wu Liang said without blushing or heart beating.

"Really?" Chacha said in disbelief.

"Really." Wu Liang looked directly at her.

Staring at Wu Liang's eyes, Chacha didn't see any foreign objects inside. Instead, they were as clear and transparent as a pool of water. She smiled slightly in her heart and let go of Wu Liang.

Seeing Chacha thrushing her eyebrows, Wu Liang stood up and said, "Let me help you."

"Oh, you know how to draw eyebrows?" After stopping his movements, Chacha looked at Wu Liang walking in the mirror and asked curiously.

"I know a little bit." He sat next to Chacha and took her eyebrow pencil, "Here."

It is said that men are most handsome when they are serious. This sentence is true when applied to Wu Liang at this moment, especially in front of his beloved woman.

Wu Liang helped Chacha draw her eyebrows, and Chacha looked at Wu Liang, well, lovingly.

His every move, every word and every deed was deeply imprinted on Chacha's heart.

She never knew how sweet honey was, but even if she knew, she still didn't think it was as sweet as what she saw.

Wu Liang's eyebrow drawing speed is very slow, very light, and very careful... He just wants to help the woman he loves, do the most perfect thing, and make her happy.

However, it seems that time is not that important to them at this moment. They have forgotten the existence of time and only have eyes for each other.

With the last stroke of the eyebrow pencil, the eyebrow drawing finally stops.

Wu Liang placed the eyebrow pencil beside the dressing table, stood up slowly, put his hands on Chacha's gentle shoulders, and whispered with a smile: "Come, let's take a look."

Looking at herself in the mirror, Chacha felt unbelievable. She stroked her face and muttered to herself: "Is this really me?"

"It's you." Wu Liang said softly.

In the mirror, there is a delicate and beautiful face, the eyebrows are lightly swept, the eyes are full of spring, and the skin is as smooth as warm jade.

The soft light is like greasy, the cherry peach is small and the mouth is red, delicate and beautiful, and the two strands of hair on the cheeks are gently blowing in the wind, adding a bit of seductive style, especially the eyebrows. The beauty revealed between them.

"Chacha, you are so beautiful." From behind, Wu Liang reached out and hugged her.

Chacha closed her eyes and leaned on his shoulder naturally.

The two cuddled up, absorbing each other's warmth.

......

After a long time, Chacha opened her eyes and glanced sideways at Wu Liang, "By the way, I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Wu Liang asked.

"I feel a familiar energy from your body. Do you know what's going on?" Chacha said.This was what she suddenly remembered, and this familiar energy meant a lot to her.

Hearing this, Wu Liang couldn't help but be stunned.

It's not that he feels confused, it's that he feels that way too.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind. By the way, I almost forgot about this. Oops, why is my memory getting worse and worse? It’s really...

Seeing Wu Liang patting his head with an annoyed look on his face, Chacha felt a little strange, "What's wrong?"

"Look." Wu Liang said, raised his palm, and with a bang, a purple and enchanting flame appeared.

"Netherworld Emperor Fire." Chacha blurted out.

"You know?" Wu Liang originally wanted to give it a try, but looking at it like this, it seems that there is a real connection.

"Yeah!" Chacha looked at Netherworld Emperor Fire, a complex color flashed across her eyes. Then, she raised her jade hand, and the same purple and enchanting flame appeared.

The purple and enchanting flame is none other than the Netherworld Emperor Fire.

Here, two Netherworld Emperor Fires are burning fiercely in this space, filled with a wave of

There was a weird atmosphere, and the flames illuminated their faces with purple light.

The two of them took back the Netherworld Emperor Fire at the same time, as if they had made an appointment.

Wu Liang noticed that the expression on Chacha's face became more and more complicated, and couldn't help but worry: "What's wrong?"

"Can you tell me how your Netherworld Emperor Fire came from?" Chacha asked.

There was nothing to hide about the origin of Netherworld Emperor Fire. At that moment, Wu Liang opened his mouth to tell, and then he found that Chacha could not hide the sadness on his face.

"What's wrong?"