Leng Yan had naturally figured out the situation on the second floor. He knew exactly which bedroom was and which one was empty. When he walked to the door of Chu Qing's room, he paused slightly and stared at the fan.

The door was a while, but it didn't knock on it after all, so I turned my head and walked forward.

Walking to a door, the black light surged in his hand, and then the door opened automatically. Leng Yan slowly pushed open the door, and the room was pitch black, but he could see everything in the room, and his indifferent eyes fell directly.

When he arrived at the little baby on the bed, he sneered coldly, "You are living a very comfortable life."

The little bottle opened his eyes instantly, and a cold light flashed across a pair of eyes that had always been extremely clear, but anger emerged in the next second.

"Leng Yan! You are a stinky, stupid, demented, disgusting guy! It's okay for your uncle to destroy me, but you dare to disturb me when I sleep! Do you know how to write the word politeness?

?You just like to disturb people's sleep during the middle of the night, right?" The person on the bed sat up instantly, and immediately spit out a nice male magnetic voice that was dissatisfied with his body. Although his words were indecent, the tone sounded extremely well-educated...

It is indeed just right to describe a contradiction in him.

Leng Yan was scolded for no reason, and his young and handsome face also sank. He glanced at the sitting little baby and said sarcastic: "Oh, you are very well-educated. As we all know, Chi Yao is a brainless beast.

, an irrational idiot, a brainless idiot, actually scolds me? You just lie down here all day long, just be cute, eat tofu, and have a plan to have a bird egg!

It’s just a matter of dealing with those brainless beasts. You should put these away to me.”

The next situation is beyond doubt. The small bottle called "Chiyao" naturally had a counterattack, and then... recirculated again.

After a while, the two of them cursed each other until they were calm at the beginning to unstable breath later, and the two finally stopped.

Leng Yan calmed down, looked somewhere in the room, and asked lightly: "What's next?"

"What else can you do? Wait! Stupid. The spirit girl hasn't even awakened her memory, so what else can she do! You should be careful about Xiao Han. That kid is much awesome than him. He likes to play with the silly,

Take it easy." The little bottle gave Leng Yan a white look and said mockingly.

Leng Yan didn't say anything next and walked out of the room silently. He felt that if he talked again, they would have to argue until dawn.

...

After Chu Qing returned to the room, she took off her mask in dismay. Sitting at the desk, the book "The Emperor" was placed on the table. A crisp female voice echoed in her ear for no reason: "Yaochen

.”…

I don’t know if she was thinking too much, but she actually had a guess that these “spiritual races” are related to “The Emperor”…

As soon as this conjecture emerged, Chu Qing found it funny and shook her head. She had a lot of imagination. This conjecture is just like the real world and novels. You said that the real world may be related to what is written in the novel, so who believes it?

Although I thought it was impossible, Chu Qing still opened the book "The Emperor" by some means, and instantly recalled the scene that popped up in her mind the last time.
Chapter completed!