"I will listen to you."

Ji Xiaqing's expression was even more moved.

Xiaolong scratched his head and said in a low voice, "You asked me to keep the talisman, so I didn't sell it?" She looked at the little milk bag with a strange expression of relief on her milky face, a little at a loss, "Don't you Seeing me like this... makes me panic."

Ji Xiaqing was a little funny while being moved.

She approached Su Bai with her hands behind her back, stared into her red eyes, and decided to trust this little dragon more in the future.

"The left and right are in the core area of ​​the Tower of Babel. Even if there is any conspiracy, there will be no big trouble." Xiaolong looked at Ji Xiaqing honestly, "Don't underestimate the current level of technology."

Ji Xiaqing smiled and shook her head, "I won't." She walked towards the big box, "Is this my bed?"

Xiaolong jolted after him, "Yes, yes, put it in my room or the guest room, I can fit it in my room."

"Guest room." Ji Xiaqing said without hesitation.

She also had some small experiments that she wanted to hide from Xiaolong.

"Okay, it should be equipped with an automatic assembly module, just put it there and let it install itself." Xiaolong threw off his arms and dragged the box into the small room next to him, and then grabbed the small milk bag that followed, smiling mysteriously said, "I'll show you something good."

Ji Xiaqing was struggling in the air, and when she heard this, she tilted her head curiously and asked, "What good thing?"

Xiaolong laughed, "My wife!"

Emperor Qing:? !

Seeing the little milk bag in his arms suddenly froze, Su Bai laughed loudly, "You are an archaeologist who studies Qingdi's tomb, you must also like Qingdi very much, don't be stubborn!"

Ji Xiaqing was still in a state of ignorance, until Xiao Naibao took her to the study room, where there was a... coffin made of crystal.

"It's a coffin, isn't that a coffin?" Ji Xiaqing turned around in Su Bai's arms, and struggled frantically in the opposite direction, probably because he had PTSD about the coffin for thousands of years.

Su Bai hurriedly patted her on the back, with an uncontrollable smile on his lips, "It's not a coffin, it's a holographic game assistance system."

She looked at the little milk bag and turned her head cautiously. She was obviously relieved, and she didn't know what to mutter.

"Want to be together?" Xiaolong extended an invitation to Ji Xiaqing.

Ji Xiaqing pointed to herself, "Me?" She was a little moved.

Good things that only appeared in novels and movies in my previous life.

Emperor Qing quickly found a reason for himself: I just want to know what happened to the wife that Xiaolong talked about!

It's not fun!

"Let's think about it, you are in the state of a soul, and the system considers your age to be three days... I'm afraid you can't register your own account," Xiaolong thought for a while, "Got it, watch mode."

Ji Xiaqing was already excited, and looked at Xiaolong curiously, "What are you playing?"

She wanted too much to see what a holographic action game would look like.

However, she did not forget her main purpose, and hesitated to insinuate, "You just said, your wife? Emperor Qing?"

A smile spread on Xiaolong's face.

"To be precise, it is one of them!"

Qingdi's face froze suddenly, and then slowly sank.

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"Woooooooooooo beautiful love!"

The little dragon rolled and howled in the holographic space, with that ridiculous big white bow on his head.

Ji Xiaqing next to him was speechless.

Holographic game!

No matter what you think of, it's either an online game or an action game masterpiece!

This little dragon is used to play the love card game!Still a complete 0 krypton party!Still an old African!

Moreover, the era of the main line of the game is ancient...

The main component of the character card - the Four Emperors.

Looking at the holographic image against his face, Ji Xiaqing smiled and stretched out his hand to Xiaolong in the blue sea and starry night, saying, "You are the only one in my life."

Ji Xiaqing: (a series of ancient foul language that cannot be released)

His Majesty Qingdi covered his face.

And Xiaolong was about to pass out happily.

After this episode was over, Ji Xia Qingsheng looked at Xiaolong unrepentantly, "Your wife?"

Su Baichao nodded wildly happily. If the body was exposed, the tail behind him should have shaken a phantom.

"Emperor Qing is the patriarch of the Tai Continent after all, is this really good?" Ji Xiaqing looked at Xiaolong and said helplessly.

"It's the patriarch, but it's also the dream lover of thousands of little dragons!" Su Bai said with emotion, "The plot of Emperor Qing's character is too simple, okay! You give up all your cultivation, the patriarch of spells holds your hand, warmly teaches you how to draw talismans, and looks at you helplessly and pamperingly!"

"What do you think?" Xiaolong looked at Ji Xiaqing expectantly.

Ji Xiaqing's lips trembled slightly, and finally he covered his face silently, "Very elegant and realistic."

The copywriting of this game should have been worked hard, there is really no nonsense, after carefully studying the character traits and tone habits of the Four Emperors, Ji Xiaqing felt that if he really threw himself into the plot, it would probably go in the same direction.

And the plot setting is exciting enough, the ancient wildness is a wonderful enough era after all.

It's just too shameful.

Xiaolong laughed loudly, "That's right! This is the copywriting tutoring from the History Research Institute."

She frantically clicked on another branch of the plot, "This is Chidi's woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Ji Xiaqing's face turned even darker, and he looked up at his old friend with a hot temper and a hot body, and said quietly to Xiaolong, "Is this your wife too?"

Xiaolong didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at this time.

"Yes!"

His Majesty Qingdi's inexplicable competitive spirit came up, and he gritted his teeth and asked sadly, "Which one do you prefer, Chidi or Qingdi?"

"like it all!"

His Majesty Qingdi was so angry that he was about to walk away.

Xiaolong laughed again, "It seems that you are a loyal Qingdi fan, but the Red Emperor is also very fragrant!"

Seeing that Xiao Nai Bao's face was getting darker and darker, and she was about to explode, she thought that Xiao Nai Bao should be Qingdi's only fan, so she hurriedly said, "But really, I still like Qing Emperor a little bit."

Ji Xiaqing's stinky face looked a little better, and he said slowly, "What do you like about Chidi?"

"Big sister with a great figure!"

His Majesty Qingdi silently looked at his current little milk bag's body, and then raised his head to look at himself, whose body was far inferior to that of Chidi's hot body even if he was in full shape.

"……anything else?"

"Careful, you have a hot and bold temper, and your swordsmanship is also superb!"

Every time Xiaolong said something, Xia Qing murmured in a low voice.

"How do you know that Emperor Qing doesn't protect his weaknesses?"

"Emperor Qing is also very forthright."

"Swordsmanship...I taught her swordsmanship."

However, Ji Xiaqing's expression softened a little when he heard that it barely fit the rainbow fart set by an old friend.

"What about Qing Emperor?"

His Majesty Qingdi can't wait to hear Rainbow Fart.

Xiaolong suddenly became depressed and dazed.

"I... I don't know what I like about Emperor Qing."

Ji Xiaqing's face suddenly turned black.

The little milk dragon was unaware of the emotional change of the little milk bag behind him, and said softly, "It's different from Chidi, I can't tell whether I like it or not, but seeing her holographic projection makes me feel relaxed, and I want to hug her." Let her talk to her, come to the game and sit with her for a day when you are bored, and you won’t be bored.”

Ji Xiaqing stared at Xiaolong, she was still talking to herself.

"I usually don't forward the portrait of Emperor Qing during the exam, because I'm afraid she will be annoying. I was so angry with the teacher that I didn't dare to talk to Rommel, so I came to talk to her."

"I don't know if she can hear it, but I hope she won't dislike me."

Ji Xiaqing walked over silently, sat down beside Xiaolong, and patted her head.

"She can hear it."

The two sat silently in front of Qingdi's holographic projection for an unknown amount of time.

"Oh." Xiaolong suddenly let out a long sigh.

Ji Xiaqing hurriedly patted her head again, ready to coax the little milk dragon at any time.

"The event is coming to an end, I still have two new SSR cards of Qingdi that I haven't drawn yet!"

Ji Xiaqing silently withdrew her hand.

All the good intentions just now were fed to the white-eyed dragon.

"Let me show you," Xiaolong regained his chatter in an instant, clicked on the terminal in the game, and yelled again, "This is a rare one! It's still limited! The picture of Qingdi drunk!"

Ji Xiaqing stared dumbfounded at himself in the modern outfit of the Tower of Babel, his face was blushing, his eyes were downcast and helpless, and he was sitting in the corner holding the Qingfeng Sword.

"There is also an advanced card face!"

Ji Xiaqing covered his eyes again.

One or two buttons that were usually tightly buttoned were undone, revealing the delicate and delicate collarbone, the hem of the lower garment was lifted up a small corner, and a thin waist was looming. The person was lying on the sofa with his wrists cuffed.

"This... can this plot pass the trial?" His Majesty Qing Emperor trembled.

Xiaolong smiled, "Oh, the card face is an old scammer, and nothing may actually happen, but," she sighed while clutching her chest, "this should be the most amazing card face of Emperor Qing."

"I... suddenly want to watch the plot of the card face." His Majesty Qingdi has gone through the initial stage of shame, and now he is about to desensitize.

"But I didn't get it." Xiaolong lamented.

"I'll smoke it for you, I'm old!" Ji Xiaqing was gearing up.

Xiaolong blinked in confusion, "What is Ou?"

"Ah, it means good luck."

"Oh, I don't believe it, how lucky you were to be locked in a coffin for so long?"

"Xiaolong! You'd better stop mentioning the coffin!"

Su Bai smiled while holding his head, and reached out to call up a card drawing page.

"Here, I still have two ten consecutive rounds, I'll give you a try." Xiaolong pretended to grind his teeth, "If you can't draw, just wait to pay off the debt!"

Ji Xiaqing coughed twice, took a few steps, and pressed the button.

Light and shadow flow, there are two special colored light and shadow.

Xiaolong looked at the two new cards tremblingly.

"Ah Ching! I love you!"

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"Did the data get messed up just now? How could two SSRs be drawn in a ten-game series at the same time?!"

The person in charge of the game company frowned as he looked at the background data.

"Adjust the data of this account to see if there is any cheating."

The person next to him muttered, "If you can open a cheat on our project, you can recruit directly."

"It should be fine," someone hurriedly ran over from outside, "This account belongs to the fourth successor of the Thirteen Towers of Babel. It is said that she just entered the Qing Emperor's tomb by mistake."

"Ah, that's right. The underlying rule of the game is information disturbance and entanglement. It's not too much to get the Qingdi Card."

The person in charge waved, "It's gone."

It was the little programmer who scratched his bald head.

"Such a strong information entanglement? Did she just hug and roll with Qingdi and kiss him face-to-face?"

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