When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Thin little snowflakes fell from the sky, covering the carriage with a layer of quiet white.

"Are you sure you want to sit there?"

"That's..."

The expressions of the others became extremely complicated, before the man finished speaking.

A thin, pale hand raised a corner of the carriage curtain.

"Come up."

The voice was flat, without ups and downs.

Everyone has a look of disbelief.

And Qianling didn't notice the atmosphere full of contradictions at all, hummed happily, shook the little snowflake who was not in the way, and walked past Ji Cheng quickly, without even looking at him glance.

Ji Cheng: "..."

Qian Ling climbed into the carriage lightly, and after opening the curtain, he was pleasantly surprised by the people sitting in the carriage.

"It's you, what a coincidence."

The man in the carriage was the man who rescued Qian Ling yesterday. He was still wearing a clean white robe and quietly closed his eyes. His lightness was like an ink painting, which was worth savoring carefully.

The arrival of Qian Ling did not have much impact on him.

He just nodded lightly, then stopped moving, still sitting quietly, and didn't intend to talk to Qianling anymore.

Qian Ling had no choice but to pick an empty seat and sit down.

The closed space was quiet and dull for a while, Qian Ling could only focus on the decoration in the car to distract.

But the layout inside the car is really lackluster, even a simple sentence, the only interesting thing is the person sitting in front of him.

Qian Ling turned his gaze back again.

He saw the awe on the face of that arrogant and unreasonable boss yesterday, coupled with the title of "Heavenly Master", he must be a relatively important person.

He was thinking wildly, and his eyes fell on that face.

Suddenly, the man looked in his direction.

No, he closed his eyes, to be precise, he turned his head and landed precisely in his direction.

"What are you staring at me for?"

Qian Ling's heart shuddered.

This gave him a sense of dislocation that the person in front of him could completely see things.

Qian Ling tentatively asked: "Can you see me%3F"

The man shook his head lightly, raised his hand, and put his fingertips on his eyelids, "I was born without the ability to see, so don't worry, I haven't even seen what I look like."

Qian Ling was at a loss for words for a moment, and then realized that she had asked a somewhat presumptuous question, and held it in for a long time before she could say, "You look very good-looking!"

The man chuckled, and said, "It's pretty...how is it?"

Qianling was hit hard.

He is simply an idiot, why did he say such a stupid thing again, so stupid that he wanted to throw himself out of the car in place.

But the person in front of him didn't mean to be angry at all, it seemed that nothing in the world could affect his emotions, like a snowflake that was not stained with dust, clean and pure...

Qian Ling suddenly thought of something and moved to get closer.

Men have a sense of alienation that does not allow people to get close, and it is a consensus reached by everyone to keep a proper distance.

No one will post it stupidly.

Until the soft warmth came from the palm of his hand, the man's thoughts were suddenly interrupted for a few seconds.

Relying on his other consciousness beyond ordinary people, he could quickly tell that it was a pair of hands that held him.

Soft, delicate, warm hands.

Before he could ask any questions, he felt that those hands were leading him, and he slowly raised them and moved them outward.

A burst of ice melted in the palm, wet and cold.

The warm breath hit the side of his face, with a faint fragrance, "You are like this snowflake, icy and cool."

Qian Ling happily turned to look at him.

There was a slight difference in the man's face, and he closed his palms slightly, bringing together the melted little snowflakes and Qianling's fingers.

"What about you? How are you?"

"me."

Qian Ling thought for a while, and said, "I am the Son of Heaven, above ten thousand people, and the Ninth Five-Year Honor. If you can help me leave here, I can also grant you an official position."

The man said lightly, "I'm asking about the real you."

the real you.

Qianling was stunned, he didn't quite understand what it meant.

The man continued: "You don't look like people from this world."

Qian Ling was terrified at this moment, and quickly asked System 663 what was going on.

System 663 said: [It's impossible for him to find out, each copy we set has gone through countless checks, and even the design loopholes have been repaired in time. 】

Then Qian Ling said anxiously: "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing. Maybe I'm mistaken."

The man withdrew his hand and continued to sit in the original posture, still with that indifferent expression.

It's just that Qian Ling silently moved a little farther away, sat in the corner, and didn't dare to underestimate the man in front of her anymore.

Therefore, people who can be called celestial masters have real abilities.

For the rest of the journey, Qian Ling didn't dare to speak because of guilt and sleepiness, but huddled in a corner, endured the bumps, and slept with her eyes closed.

The team moved forward on the winding mountain road.

Ji Cheng, who was walking ahead on a horse, had never felt so irritable before. He turned his head frequently and looked at the carriage behind him, and the irritability in his heart became more and more intense.

The people next to him were still chatting.

"Do you think the little emperor has taken a fancy to him? Although he is blind, he is very handsome." The man chuckled, "There is still a long way to go, what if—"

"do not talk."

Ji Cheng interrupted coldly.

The man hurriedly apologized, "Brother Ji, I'm sorry, I didn't say anything. When it comes to looks, I, Brother Ji, are the most handsome, don't you think so?"

A few people beside him echoed: "Of course, if I were a woman, I would dream of marrying Brother Ji. I can also know martial arts and be handsome. I am simply the best in the world."

Ji Cheng said coldly: "It's up to you to say."

He watched the carriage behind him out of the corner of his eye.

I really don't understand what the little emperor's vision is, let him go and find that cold guy...

Ji Cheng was taken aback by his own thoughts.

What was he thinking about?

The little emperor didn't like him, shouldn't he be happy?

Who would be happy to be liked by the same sex?

He should stay far away, it is best not to say a word, to put an end to all possibilities.

Ji Cheng kept reminding himself that he didn't even notice that the team stopped to rest.

Until the person next to him called him several times, and handed him dry food and warm wine belt, "What's wrong with you today, you look absent-minded, did something happen?"

"I do not have."

Ji Cheng glanced at the direction of the carriage with a guilty conscience.

"I heard that the little emperor was rescued by the celestial master yesterday, are you there?"

Ji Cheng frowned involuntarily.

In case the little emperor really had some inexplicable gratitude after being saved, he would have a particularly good impression of the savior.

This is too stupid!

But it was something that the little emperor who couldn't even take care of himself would do.

Ignoring the people who were still talking beside him, he walked quickly towards the carriage and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

It was totally different from what Ji Cheng expected.

There was a long distance between the two, Qian Ling huddled in the corner, wrapped in her own clothes, frowning as if she hadn't slept well.

Ji Cheng breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Seeing that Qianling hadn't realized that he was coming, Ji Cheng coughed twice, and opened the curtain even further.

Today's temperature is much colder than last night because of the thin snow.

And Qianling leaned against the car door, frowning even more tightly, no matter how hard she tightened her body, she still felt cold, and finally couldn't help opening her sour eyes.

The moment those beautiful eyes opened, it was like a layer of sparkling gemstones had fallen off, and there was still a faint redness at the end of the eyes.

Ji Cheng stared blankly.

Qian Ling was blown cold by the cold wind, and her tone was not so good, "What are you doing?"

Ji Cheng paused and said, "Come down. I have something to do with you."

It was freezing outside, and Qian Ling instinctively didn't want to go down, but looking back at the even more mysterious Celestial Master, she struggled for a long time, and finally jumped out of the carriage.

"It's so cold..."

Qian Ling shrunk her neck, her ears and the tip of her nose were slightly red from the cold, like clusters of peach blossoms blooming in the white snow.

Beautiful things can always easily catch the attention of others.

As soon as Qianling got out of the car, he felt the eyes from all around.

If it wasn't for the orders from above, these people would have stopped pretending, and would have come here to show their hospitality in an open and aboveboard manner.

Thinking of this, Ji Cheng felt inexplicably unhappy.

Even he himself didn't react, and had already put the coat he had taken off on Qian Ling's body.

Feeling Qian Ling's blank gaze, Ji Cheng said viciously: "What are you looking at, didn't you say it's cold?"

"how about you?"

"I'm not as precious as you." Ji Cheng took out his dry food, didn't open it, but handed it to Qian Ling next to him, "Eat."

"..."

He took the bag of dry food, which contained some pancakes that could last for a long time and had little moisture. No matter the appearance or the taste, they were not really appetizing.

But Qianling was indeed a little hungry.

He barely ate half of the noodle cake and it was too dry to eat anymore. Turning his head, he saw Ji Cheng leaning against a tree, with his head up, drinking water with the air of a quack boy.

Qian Ling pursed her dry lips and walked over.

Ji Cheng looked at the hand that suddenly stretched out in front of him, and almost choked on the wine.

He wiped his mouth, "You want?"

Qian Ling nodded.

Ji Cheng had no choice but to pass the wine bag over, and was about to say that the alcohol was a little high, when he saw Qian Ling raised his head, not touching the mouth of the bag, and took a big gulp.

"You drink well—"

"Cough cough cough!!"

Qian Ling covered her mouth, and instantly blushed from her face to the base of her neck, her eyes were covered with a thin layer of water vapor, and said in a panic, "It's so spicy! What is this!?"

"Wine, didn't you ask for it yourself?"

Qian Ling was about to cry, her mouth was filled with the spicy taste of wine, burning all the way from her throat to her stomach, her blood was boiling.

Ji Cheng also noticed the abnormality.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you some water."

When Ji Cheng finished taking the water and came back, Qian Ling quietly leaned against the tree trunk, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were somewhat dull and hazy, and she blinked quietly.

"Are you OK."

Ji Cheng handed over the water, and when he saw his well-behaved appearance, his originally planned complaints changed somehow, "This is lukewarm water, drink it quickly."

Qian Ling hugged the water and drank more than half of it in one go.

The spicy smell was diluted, but the temperature on his body still didn't drop, instead he became drunk.

Qian Ling looked at the person in front of him dimly, with only a vague outline, tilted his head, and fell to the side.

Ji Cheng quickly reached out to catch him.

Qian Ling leaned against his chest, with a faint aroma of wine in the aroma, and kept murmuring indistinct things in his mouth, tempting people to keep getting closer.

Ji Cheng lowered his head.

He heard Qian Ling's words clearly. "Um...toilet, I want to go to the bathroom."

Ji Cheng froze.