I got up from the coffin and was taken back to the nest by the dragon

"Qingdi is sleeping here, don't make noise if you have nothing to do."

There was an awkward silence in the air.

Xiaobai and Manstein are fine—they can probably understand the meaning of this sentence, and they can also hear the joyful tone and scornful taste in it.

But Ji Xiaqing's expression didn't look so good, and he was a little twitching.

"Master?" Xiaolong nervously looked at the twitching muscles on Ji Xiaqing's face, feeling a little worried in his heart, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." After a long silence, His Majesty Qingdi finally regained control of his facial muscles and forcibly turned himself into a calm state. "Let's take a closer look."

She couldn't help but think back to the fifth executive, this old friend, a life-and-death acquaintance.

Fifth Persistence, with a very uncommon surname, looks like a big villain from the name.

In fact, that guy is a Northeast banker who is suffering from a secondary illness. He is very loyal and ostentatious.

Moreover, like her, he is also a contestant who complains, and his mouth is doomed to be marked as alone.

Moreover, he was a bald programmer before time travel.

In the long time before, she often disliked Wu Wu’s behaviors of various secondary diseases: for example, that guy always kept shouting “I am the hero who saves the world” and “I will always be a partner of justice” , "Ultraman is real, I will become light!"

At the same time, she can also give her life to this fool without reservation.

It's really rare that a widowed and bald man who has gone through years and codes still has such a pure heart and faith——

Believe in the god of Ultra.

Those who like Altman should not be too bad.

That's why, she was still reluctant to believe that this guy was the one who caused the mess of the ether now.

With sharp eyes, Xiaolong poked the dazed Xiaotuanzi next to him, "Master, there seems to be a word next to that big hole."

"What word?" Ji Xiaqing came back to his senses, and instantly became terrified, reluctantly rubbed over step by step, and took a closer look.

Manstein and Su Bai looked at Xiaotuanzi and squatted down, hugged his head and howled loudly.

The terminal slowed down a step, and a few words were translated on the page - "Idle is idle, let you be Qingshihuang"

One person and one dragon looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding why these words made the people in front of them react so strongly.

After almost hammering the ground out of a small pit, Ji Xiaqing took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, stood up expressionlessly, and fixed his eyes on the "terracotta warriors" in front of him.

Not to mention, they are quite similar. No one is exactly the same, they are all lifelike and lifelike, and even the horses have their own appearances.

With a calm face but trembling hands, she removed the transparent baffle made of unknown material, jumped into the big pit, walked beside the figurines, and looked at them carefully.

The more she looked at it, the more frightened she became - each of the figurines was carefully thought out, and some of them even had fingerprints on them. It should take a lot of time to make one.

"How boring are you?" She muttered to herself, raised her eyes, and looked at the endless array of figurines.

Manstein didn't dare to come down because the dragon's body was too big. He clawed at the edge of the pit with his claws, stretched his neck and stared at the golden eyes.Su Bai also jumped down the pit, scanning with the terminal in his hand.

"Master," Su Bai exclaimed after scanning them one by one, "These figurines are of different ages!"

Ji Xiaqing turned her head when she heard the words, and ran back, "When was the earliest?"

"About more than 1 years ago," Su Bai trotted, and the terminal kept scanning the creation age of the figurines around him. "The ones in this pit were probably concentrated in the 30 to [-] years."

Did so much in 30?

Ji Xiaqing thought for a while, then jumped down to a deep pit in an instant, "Look at the others."

After quickly walking through all the deep pits, the two returned to Manstein. Two small heads and one dragon head leaned together. Looking at the information displayed on the terminal, Su Bai whispered the final result: "1 The most around 9800 years, there is a fault in the middle, and it will appear after 9800. There are also many after 100, but the number is gradually decreasing, and finally there is only one figurine around [-] years ago."

Ji Xiaqing folded his arms and thought, his eyebrows curled into a ball.

"There was something right under my nose, a big clue, the size of an elephant," she said softly, closing her eyes and muttering to herself, "right under my nose, but I missed it."

A lot of fingerprints, the time when the figurines appeared.

The fifth attachment seems to have left some messages, not intentional, but clues left by history and time.

Manstein leaned his head closer, and carefully said to Su Bai who was looking at Ji Xiaqing worriedly, "Why is she always talking."

Ji Xiaqing opened his eyes, rolled his eyes at Dabailong who was secretly talking, rubbed his eyebrows, and shook his head, "I still haven't figured it out, let's go and see the pyramid over there."

Several people looked to the other side, and there were also a few words in front of the pyramid.

【boring! ! ! 】

The howl of the fifth master 1 years ago remained on the big stone of the pyramid, and was recorded by the three people 1 years later.

Ji Xiaqing covered his face again.

It's embarrassing.

Su Bai quickly scanned the pyramid and shook his head, "The inside is solid, and there is nothing there. The possibility of lettering on the stone is not ruled out, but it's better not to dismantle such a huge thing."

Ji Xiaqing flew into the air and looked up and down this small "pyramid", muttering, "This man is really idle."

She shook her head, "There is probably nothing here in the pyramid, let's go in."

She and Su Bai looked at each other, and then they both looked at Da Bai Long beside him.

Stared at by two eyes, Dabailong shivered, shook his scales, took two steps back and asked blankly, "Why?"

"Follow us in? Or turn into a human form?" Su Bai raised his eyebrows.

Ji Xiaqing folded his arms and answered, "It should be difficult to fit a dragon in the mausoleum."

Manstein was stunned, looked at the gate, straightened his slender dragon neck in an instant, walked gracefully with dragon steps, stood in front of the white gate, swayed the dragon tail generously, raised the dragon head and shouted loudly. Said, "Look how big this door is!"

He proudly raised his tail, straightened his dragon legs, stretched his waist, and winked at the two of them flamboyantly.

"This door can hold ten of me!"

"That's right! Xiaobai also said in your dictation that you entered with the body of a dragon!" Manstein thought of something, and confidently said, "If you can hold you, of course you can hold me!"

Su Bai was stunned, then looked at Ji Xiaqing, "Master?"

His Majesty Qingdi recalled the size of the little black dragon in the tomb, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the huge but delicate white stone gate in front of him.

as if...as if...probably

Fifthly, when the mausoleum was built, it was not made for human bodies.

But for the dragon.

"It's really interesting," Ji Xiaqing said to himself while holding his chin, "You have never seen a dragon."

The old dragon called Dahei by himself—also called the ancestor dragon by the current dragon clan, left before he met the other three emperors and the fifth master. The Qingfeng sword was Dahei's last gift to her .

From the day Dahei left to the time she lay in the coffin in the mausoleum, she never saw a dragon again, and there was no creature as large or even bigger than a dragon in the ether.

The image of the fifth attachment in her mind became more and more blurred and unfamiliar.

"Human?" A huge dragon's head suddenly stuck out in front of her, "What are you thinking? Should we go?"

Ji Xiaqing came back to his senses and nodded, "I was thinking too much, let's go in."

Manstein nodded, happily flicked his tail and ran to the gate again, not wanting to destroy the engraving on the door, he pushed his paw lightly——

Nothing happened.

A puzzled expression flashed across Manstein's dragon face, and the dragon's claws pushed hard——

Quietly.

Even the pictures carved on the door remained untouched.

"If my claws go down, even if this door is made of diamond, it will crack!" Da Bailong was dumbfounded.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, as if Manstein had flipped a switch.The middle of the white door suddenly moved away, revealing a glass panel with a few large characters written on it:

[Don't try too hard, the door opens from the inside. 】

I don't know why, but it has sound effects.

"Can it be opened from the inside?" Manstein couldn't help scratching his head, "What kind of mausoleum can be opened from the inside?"

"You might as well say, what mausoleum will have a gate?" Su Bai complained.

Ji Xiaqing's lips twitched.

There is a possibility.

Of course, this is not a mausoleum, the door can only be opened from the inside, it may be to wait for the person who slept in the coffin to uncover the coffin and come back again.

It's in line with my arrangement when I was asleep - I really didn't expect the fifth executive to be so exaggerated!A "burial package" was brought to her, and the figurines were arranged for the funeral!

What a face! (His Majesty Qingdi smirks)

"Then what should we do now?" Manstein turned his head and looked at the two men seriously.

Su Bai turned his gaze to her dear Master, who seemed to know all these things quite well.

Ji Xiaqing pondered for a while, then snapped his fingers suddenly, and looked at them confidently.

"How about we dig a hole?"

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Manstein shook the dust off his head, looked at his paws digging the ground distressedly, blew, and shoved the paws under the eyelids of Ji Xiaqing who was looking around in the tomb, "It's bald. "

Ji Xiaqing rubbed it twice perfunctorily, and then the dragon's claw was knocked off by the other hand.Su Bai raised his hands to beat the big white dragon who was eager to try again, and stared at him, warning Manstein, mouthing in a low voice:

【Don't be miserable】

Such a big dragon, what can I do if I dig the soil?

I think about rubbing and scratching every day.

There is no dignity in being a dragon at all.

Dabailong rolled his eyes and began to look around.

"It's not like the main tomb," Su Bai got up seriously, and put down several small automatic detectors.

Several automatic detectors that looked like little mice rushed in all directions, and the 360° no-dead-angle camera carried on it sent the picture back to the terminal. She stared at the gradually generated map on the terminal and looked at the two people, "Let's go directly to the main Let’s go to the tomb, and leave the rest of the tomb to the automatic detectors.”

Manstein nodded, but Ji Xiaqing remained silent.

"Master, what are you thinking?" Su Bai looked at her curiously.

Ji Xiaqing was raising his head, looking at the hole they dug out, and rubbing his chin, "Why can we come in?"

Dig a hole.

Really simple.

This mausoleum had a door, but the door couldn't be opened; it didn't matter if it couldn't be opened, but he just dug a hole in a random place and got in.

Anti-theft measures are approximately equal to none.

Moreover, the gate opened from the inside is concentrated on a large number of figurines and fingerprints made in the 30s.

There are so many doubts that can vaguely be strung together into a thread, but there is still a key evidence missing, and many clues are still missing.

"Why don't you recognize me?" Ji Xiaqing sighed in a voice that only he could hear, pondered for a while, raised his head with a smile, and nodded at one person and one dragon, "Let's go to the main tomb."

The place where the few people chose to dig the hole was not far from the main tomb, and while looking around, they rushed over there, not too slow.

Soon, several people walked into an unusually wide hall. In the middle of the hall was a black coffin, as deep as ink.

Saying it was a coffin was a bit of an inaccuracy, because it was—that was outrageous.

Both in terms of size and shape, it is particularly outrageous.

Anyway, Su Bai couldn't figure out why the coffin would be made into a box that is two meters long, two meters high, two meters high and square.

Manstein approached the square box, walked around it, and became confused, "What is this?"

Su Bai shrugged, pointed at Xiaotuanzi, "That's where she came from."

Dabailong looked at Ji Xiaqing, with a search in his eyes, "Who the hell are you? Why are you in the box? Where is Qingdi's body?"

Ji Xiaqing was calm on the face, but the groundhog howled wildly in his heart.

This is about to fall off the horse?

"Answer the second question first. Qingdi's body is underneath." Manstein watched Xiaotuanzi bouncing around in place, and pointed to his feet, "Xiaobai knows."

Su Bai nodded, "She showed me that Emperor Qing is underneath, wrapped in something like ice crystals, as if sealed."

Manstein nodded, his dragon eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly sharpened, "Then how do you know where Qingdi's body is?"

Ji Xiaqing sighed in his heart, and began to weave lies in his heart.

But she hasn't figured out how to tell this lie, so she needs to divert her attention first.

"Hey, look at this box, can you help me see if there are any traces?" She was floating in the air, her eyes fixed on the box, trying to find traces of stickers.

Manstein looked at Su Bai helplessly, Xiaolong shook his head slightly at him.

So Dabailong and she also joined the team to check the marks on the box surface.

Ji Xiaqing floated in the sky, inspecting the upper surface of the box inch by inch.

The material of this box is chosen by herself, and the shape is the silly design of the Fifth Executive.

When I chose this kind of Xuanqing stone, the main reason was that it was expensive, and it looked high-end and high-grade.

The fifth executive was nagging at her at the time, "This thing is neither warm in winter nor cool in summer, can you sleep comfortably?"

"Oh, what do you know?" I snorted at the time, "If you can choose the material of your coffin when you are still alive, you must choose the best one!"

"But you're feigning death. If you really die in the future, the coffin won't be as good as the feigned death this time. It's so unreasonable." The fifth stick said very straightforwardly.

"To shut up!"

"Oh."

Ji Xiaqing looked carefully at the top surface of the box, rubbed his eyes, leaned on his waist and looked at the other four sides, and sighed heavily.

She now deeply doubts that the Fifth Obsession designed this cube-shaped coffin under the circumstance that the material may not be improved for the purpose of "I think the coffin when you really die must be better than the current one".

In this way, at least at the design level, there is still a lot of room for improvement.

She recovered and shook her head helplessly.

In addition to its excellent strength and toughness, Xuanqing Stone also has another feature - it is extremely easy to leave marks, like a natural fingerprint recorder.

If someone really posted this [Prohibition of Soul Traveling Through Matter Form] spell, it should leave traces.

But there is nothing on the surface.

"Master?" Xiaolong suddenly exclaimed, "There is a dent here!"

When Ji Xiaqing heard the words, he jumped down instantly, "Where is that?" The big white dragon also stretched out his head.

"Here," Su Bai pointed to the coffin in front of him, "about one finger wide, round, not deep."

Ji Xiaqing frowned, looked at it, and whispered, "Is it the dragon's claw that you opened the box?"

Su Bai hesitated for a while, then shook his head, "Probably not."

"The situation at that time should be that when I lifted the spell on the coffin, you immediately opened the lid and jumped out. My claws probably didn't touch the box here."

Ji Xiaqing remained silent, and recorded this discovery in his small notebook.

Manstein sighed, "Now can you tell us your story?"

His Majesty Qingdi was silent, shaking his head.

"Let me show you what's in the box." She changed the subject abruptly, with a white light floating in her palm, and slowly opened the box. "The things inside can be registered and recorded, but they are useless."

Either flashy decorations, or small toys such as playing cards that the fifth man gave her to relieve boredom.

She floated to the end of the hall in silence.

There is the Qingfeng Sword.

The Qingfeng Sword placed on the stone platform seemed to have sensed her arrival and made a slight hum.

Standing in front of the stone platform, Ji Xiaqing lightly touched the black scabbard of the Qingfeng Sword, and said softly, "Sorry, I can't take you out yet."

Qingfengjian became quiet instantly, like a wronged child who was told not to go out to play.

Ji Xiaqing smiled helplessly, flicked its blade, made a crisp sound of metal and stone striking each other, and said comfortingly, "It's okay, I've been waiting for so long before, and it's still a while away?"

Qingfengjian hummed unwillingly.

"Yes, yes, I was with you before, and you feel lonely? There's no way." She sighed.

While scanning and registering the contents of the box, Manstein whispered to Su Bai beside him, "Xiao Bai, leave this to me, and you go and keep an eye on her."

Su Bai stomped on the dragon's paw, and looked at the big white dragon half angry and half complaining, "What do you mean by staring at her? My master is not a bad person."

"Then why hasn't she told us her real identity?" Manstein sighed leisurely, "Go and see."

Ji Xiaqing was at the other end of the hall. From their angle, they could only see her standing in front of the Qingfeng sword and sigh, but they couldn't hear what she said specifically.

Su Bai reluctantly walked over slowly, but Ji Xiaqing picked up the Qingfeng sword, weighed it, and frowned instantly.

Something is wrong.

A little heavier.

She is very familiar with the Qingfeng sword, it is the saber she never left her "during life".

It was really too weak before, and this little weight was ignored by myself.

But this time, she really felt that Qingfeng was a little heavier.

It looks like someone stuffed something in it.

Ji Xiaqing's eyes tightened, and he pulled off the scabbard instantly.

The sharp knife came out of its sheath, and a small hemp note fell out. There were words on it, and the writing was extremely scribbled. It seemed that the person who left the note was in a hurry.

It is the handwriting of the fifth master.

[Sorry, I posted that talisman, I won’t be able to explain clearly for a while, but you must believe me]

[I have never changed, you must believe me]

【When you wake up, you may be very weak. I know you don't have anything to restore your soul, so I prepared a little for you】

【Put the Qingfeng Sword back to its original position】

Ji Xiaqing suddenly raised his head, looked at the little dragon that was getting closer, moved his hand slightly, stuffed the strip into his clothes, and put the Qingfeng sword back into its original position.

The mechanism was triggered and made a loud noise.

The ground quickly split open, revealing a bottomless gap.

Ji Xiaqing was startled. At the moment of falling, she yelled at Xiaolong who was speeding up, "Be careful! Don't come over!"

She can fly, but she doesn't know if it will take time for the little dragon to transform into a dragon body. Besides, there doesn't seem to be enough space for the little dragon's body.

Su Bai seemed to have never heard of it, his red eyes looked too red, he rushed over and jumped into the crack, trying to hold Ji Xiaqing's hand in the air.

His Majesty Qingdi was stunned.

"Okay, stupid dragon." She took a deep breath, flew over to hold Xiaolong's hot hand tightly, and flew upwards!

No matter how you say it, get the little guy out.

But it can't be pulled.

"It's almost the bottom." Su Bai said softly, and skillfully hugged himself in his arms, and changed his position in the air, with his back facing down.

"Damn Su Bai, are you an idiot?! I can fly!" His Majesty Qingdi swears indiscriminately, pushing upwards hard to make the collision as light as possible.

boom!

Dust was splashed all over the sky, and Su Bai passed out instantly.

Manstein stared blankly at the crack that suddenly opened and closed and swallowed the two of them in less than 3 seconds. He suddenly reacted and let out an extremely angry dragon cry.

Murderous intent and remorse burst out from his huge golden eyes.

I knew that Xiaobai would not be allowed to pass by.

He dropped the things in his hand, strode to the place where the two disappeared, paced anxiously, stretched out his sharp claws and crazily scratched the ground.

The stone slabs cracked one after another, but the crack never appeared again. Instead, there was an extremely hard material underneath, and he couldn't dig it open no matter what.

slap.

Manstein took a breath, raised his paw, and looked at the paw he had chopped off.

An extremely angry roar resounded in this space again.

Manstein walked up and down, wagging his tail irritably, not knowing what to do.

There were a few bloodshot eyes in his golden eyes.

Once again, again, something went wrong on an expedition he was leading.

The dragon's claws swung fiercely at the dragon's face.

"By the way, the sword." He stopped quickly, recalling some fragments of the picture he saw just now, quickly changed back into a human form, picked up the Qingfeng sword, and tore it away violently.

He was stunned.

"Dragon Soul Soldier?!"

Use the soul of the dragon to refine weapons, a taboo among taboos.

Moreover, there are no dragon soul soldiers in the Tower of Babel, but there is such an entry inexplicably.

The golden eyes sank, with a crazy killing intent, and quickly made up his mind.

He turned into a dragon body again, stretched his wings, let out a low growl, lifted into the air, left, and crossed extremely strangely.

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Ji Xiaqing was not in a coma at all, she got up slowly, looked at Xiaolong who was foolishly making her own pad, and sighed, "I am a soul, and I will not be hurt by such things at all, what are you thinking?"

"Stay back for me."

Her voice was a little trembling, and she slowly stretched out her hand to poke under Xiaolong's nose.

It's okay, it's okay, it's still breathing.

She sighed, stood up, and looked at the place.

This space is not big, just a secret room of more than 40 square meters. Although it looks completely closed, the air is circulating.

"You just like to spend your mind on these weird designs." Ji Xiaqing sighed again, took out the linen note from his bosom and looked at it, "How do you make me believe you? I don’t even want to see my friends.”

She put away the note, and saw a box placed on the central stone table at a glance.

turn on.

Good guy, it's a can of expensive oral liquid, and in the ether mall, it's all priced in the tens of figures for soul special effects medicine.

Next to it was a crumpled cardboard box, which contained a tablet of medicine, and the cardboard box also had the uninhibited handwriting of the fifth member:

[I don’t know if this is useful, but it is recommended to eat this first]

Ji Xiaqing looked at the tablet over and over, thought about it, and swallowed it.

No fruit.

She pursed her lips and complained a little, "Let me take it without knowing it. You can't take medicine indiscriminately."

She also put the carton into her arms, and then looked at the relatively new thing that was similar to oral liquid.

Ji Xiaqing looked at the instructions and the efficacy of the medicine, and smiled helplessly.

This thing can't bring her back to her peak, at most half of her recovery.

But also much stronger than now.

She drank the "oral solution".

Still no response.

His Majesty Qingdi was stunned, and then there was almost tearing pain in his soul.

She grabbed the stone table with her hand violently, feeling the raging flames burning from within her soul, and took a deep breath.

Fifth? !

The severe pain hit her, as if she was being scorched by the fire of the sky, and the heat waves kept coming, as if trying to turn her into a pot of molten iron.

She tried to stay awake, gritting her teeth.

The first wave of severe pain passed slowly, she let out a long sigh of relief, and found that the strength of her soul had slightly increased.

"Good guy, I almost thought you lied to me." Ji Xiaqing gritted his teeth, feeling the coming second wave of severe pain.

The severe pain of being split open by a giant hammer, and then pieced together bit by bit with a bone needle as thick as an index finger.

She felt that she was about to pass out, but she still looked at Xiaolong who was still lying on the ground.

His Majesty Qingdi staggered over, sat next to Xiaolong, touched her head, endured the severe pain, and whispered.

"Stupid dragon, I have never seen anyone more stupid than you."

"If you don't want to come down, don't come down, just jump down."

"I don't even know what you're thinking."

Ji Xiaqing's expression was a little dazed: she only thought that she and Xiaolong were gangsters and hostages with a little affection, and at most they would take advantage of each other.

But Xiaolong doesn't seem to think so.

"Do you have any purpose?" She touched Xiaolong's sleeping face, and suddenly chuckled, "You stupid dragon, what purpose do you have?"

She raised her head and looked at the completely closed ceiling, as if she could vaguely hear the dragon chant.

"Now Manstein probably wants to eat me alive."

She looked at Xiaolong's sleeping face again, and couldn't help but slowly leaned her forehead up, feeling the fiery and warm breath on Xiaolong's body.

"Listen, I might have to sleep for a while."

"You wake up, don't be afraid."

"I might wake up again and it won't be what it is now."

She tried her best to get away from Xiaolong, supported the wall, and slowly walked to the corner of the secret room, fell down weakly, leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.

The second wave of severe pain passed, and the third wave was the bone marrow-deep coldness.

Her lips were trembling, and her fingers drew a spell vigorously.

A barrier that cuts off sound and images encloses her.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah fifth hold you can choose the medicine that doesn't hurt!" She couldn't help but roared, her fingers were digging at the cracks of the floor tiles, gasping for breath, her consciousness was not so clear.

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"Manstein is back!" Zhong Jiqiu passed the deck, raised his head inadvertently, saw the big white dragon flying back, and quickly notified everyone.

Even Zhong Boyang rushed to the deck.

The big white dragon's golden eyes were bloodshot, and he landed slowly, closing the dragon's wings.

There is no one on the back of the dragon.

Rommel's face sank instantly, looking at Manstein's guilty and crazy eyes, he asked in a trembling voice, "Where's Xiaobai?"

Manstein pursed his lips for a long time before he could say a word.

"Feel sorry."

It was Zhong Boyang who reacted before everyone else.

The little old man jumped up instantly and slapped Manstein hard.

"You return my student!" Zhong Boyang's throat was full of crying, "Manstein, you are a fucking bastard!"

Manstein turned his head, not daring to look at the person in front of him, and took a deep breath, "Xiaobai should be fine. When I left, her terminal was still working in the team list."

Rommel clenched his fists, but calmed down a bit, "Tell me, what's going on? Is it related to that human?"

Manstein nodded, quickly repeating what he had seen and heard before.

After talking for about an hour, Rommel nodded, "Damn it, let's hurry over there and dig the ground to see if we can rescue Xiaobai."

"Save this first," Manstein took out the sword, "The Qingfeng sword in the Qing Emperor's tomb is the Dragon Soul Soldier."

Everyone was speechless and looked at each other.

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Su Bai slowly opened his eyes, still dizzy for a while.

It's just that when I was in a coma, I vaguely heard the familiar voice of the little milk, saying something to me gently.

"Listen, I might have to sleep for a while."

"You wake up, don't be afraid."

She got up slowly, saw the barrier in the corner at a glance, and ran over in a hurry.

Not a single sound came out.

She carefully knocked inside, and asked in a low voice, "Master?"

"Are you inside, Master?"

Ji Xiaqing, who was drowsy, woke up for a moment. Hearing the voice of the little dragon outside, he gave a wry smile.

She is in a bad state now, her voice is hoarse.

She could only raise her fingers slightly, and knocked on the barrier tremblingly, indicating that she was still alive.

Xiaolong was satisfied when he heard the voice, walked slowly to the stone table and sat down, resting his chin, staring blankly at the white barrier in front of him.

Her dear master was inside, and she didn't know what she was going through.

But the faintly heard voice when he was unconscious was a bit painful.

Su Bai sighed, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and began to subconsciously radiate thoughts.

Why did you jump down?

She couldn't tell herself.

When she saw the crack engulfing the small dumpling, the sudden panic, fear, and nervousness in her heart made her jump down without thinking about it.

Thinking about it now, I was more or less impulsive, and Manstein probably died of anxiety.

But no regrets.

The female voice that came from the coma was very warm, and the voice contained complaints and trust in herself.

Well worth it.

She couldn't help lying down on the stone table, thinking blankly about her feelings towards Master.

In the beginning, he was on guard with curiosity, and approached pretending to be silly and sweet, but got along comfortably.

But after having the master-student relationship and the heart-to-heart conversation hidden in the porch, she gradually realized that her feelings for this human being were slowly deteriorating.

When this little group was in class, when he caught the black arrow with his bare hands, when he talked about various theories and speculations, he was so handsome!

The whole person is glowing.

But Xiaotuanzi looked different in front of him: he was always angry for various strange reasons, his complexion was not very good when he danced with Zhong Jiqiu that day; wearing something.

"It's really tangled." She muttered in a low voice.

Suddenly there was a loud noise above her head, and she raised her head blankly, looking at the constantly shaking ceiling.

"Manstein?"

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Ji Xiaqing was in a coma for a while, and when she woke up again, she found that she had grown up a lot.

"Suddenly it doesn't hurt anymore, and I'm not used to it." She complained, looked at her slender fingers, and nodded with satisfaction.

The omnipotent talisman flashed, and a mirror appeared in an instant, and she looked at her face carefully.

Well, seventeen or eighteen years old.

It is obvious that it is the appearance of Emperor Qing.

His Majesty Qingdi began to think: There are only two directions, to explode the horse, or not to explode?

"They don't seem to have thought that I might be Emperor Qing." Ji Xiaqing murmured to himself, "It shouldn't have been intentional to show it in front of me, it was never thought of."

"This is a theocratic society. Maybe the gods said they would banish me forever, so they really believed it."

"So you can't explode the horse."

If Emperor Qing reappears, she thinks it will be more panic than surprise for the Tower of Babel.

First: The patriarch 1 years ago was unmasked. Aren’t the people in power nervous now?

Second: The gods said that the Qing Emperor was exiled forever, but the Qing Emperor suddenly appeared again. The credibility of the god's words is suddenly not high?This is also a breakdown for a theocratic society.

What's more, she still has a lot to investigate and many mysteries to solve.

For these investigations, it is a burden to use the identity of Emperor Qing, and it is more appropriate to use the identity of the little guy's teacher.

"Don't explode the horse." Ji Xiaqing nodded slightly and made a judgment.

"Then you have to pinch your face." His Majesty Qingdi admired his beauty and sighed, "I can't bear it."

Fortunately, I have recently mastered a little trick to change the shape of the soul, and this time I used it.

Facing the mirror, Ji Xiaqing adjusted her appearance little by little.

"Well, the face is a little bigger?"

"No, it's not pretty."

"Change the shape of your eyes? Change to red phoenix eyes or peach blossom eyes?"

"Hey, it's not as good-looking as I am now."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

His Majesty the Qing Emperor is extremely narcissistic.

After dawdling for three or four hours, Ji Xiaqing finally chose his current appearance.

Compared with the original self, they are all great beauties, but they are a little less cold and more lively; a little less soft and more heroic.

"Well, it's not bad." She looked left and right, then looked down at her clothes, and snapped her fingers.

a long dress.

"Well, it's a little strange, it seems too casual."

Another snap of the fingers, a suit of formal attire.

"Isn't it too formal? Don't scare the little guy."

After pinching his face, His Majesty Qingdi started playing Miracle Nuan Nuan again.

"This one seems to be okay." After more than two hours, His Majesty Qingdi finally chose the clothes.

A loose casual white shirt, length to the knee, slender, beautiful and straight calf bare/exposed, the waist is fastened with a black belt, which outlines a superior waist arc, and a black coat with gold wire Glasses, hanging on a chain, looking—

Like a pure and lustful beast in clothes.

His Majesty Qingdi nodded in satisfaction, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to remove the barrier.

She saw the little stupid dragon sitting in front of the stone table at a glance.