It looks like a pair of good friends, but now there is no such good eye.

When the boatman saw the white shadow, he was so scared that he swallowed.

Qiao Jin did not look for anyone. She just used a formation and disappeared from the spot with Song Yanqing.

The white shadow suddenly disappeared, and the boatman's phone fell off.

Then there was the terrifying scream—

"Ahhhhhhh Uncle Police, I saw it!!!!!!"

***

When Song Yanqing opened his eyes, they had already stood by the gate of the cave just now.

The cramped dark environment and humid atmosphere around made Song Yanqing a little uncomfortable.

After all, it is in the mountains, and you can imagine what environment it is.

On my arm, I actually put a slightly cool hand on it, but it was warmer than anything else.

Qiao Jin's voice was in his ears, light and clear: "I'll pull you, even if you enter the formation, you will know. You are a Spirit Master and will not be controlled by the formation, but you can experience the plot that the formation master wants you to experience, and what you want may be hidden in the plot."

Song Yanqing said slowly: "I thought this kind of thing would be buried."

Qiao Jin chuckled: "For the formation master, it is better to hide such things in the formation. Once the fan appears, you can only hold it in your hands and you will get it. So, you just need to find the folding fan. You can treat the formation of time backtracking as everything is fake or real. What you get is real."

Those who enter the time backtracking experience everything they experience in the plot consumes their vitality.

So once you integrate into the character and cannot escape, you can only die in the formation.

Unless, the person who sets up the formation doesn't want you to die.

Song Yanqing nodded: "I will pay attention."

Qiao Jin nodded, then pulled Song Yanqing together and pushed the door straight into.

She had already felt the aura of the formation, and she relaxed herself, and felt that she was wrapped in a burst of special aura.

A closer touch suddenly came from my wrist.

Song Yanqing held her hand back.

It’s just to facilitate the two of you being in the same place at all times. After all, it’s too dark inside and there are formations that can easily be dispersed.

Qiao Jin only had this idea in his mind.

But she can't let her think too much.

When she opened her eyes, it was already bright.

The man lying on the bed had a pale face. Even though this could not stop his peerless charm. He had a very handsome face and a very small amount of iron-blooded heroic spirit, as if he could only kill the enemy on the battlefield.

But now his pale face slightly blocked this sharpness.

He was holding Qiao Jin's hand, his eyebrows and eyes were soft, and he said, "Qinniang, when I return to the battlefield, I will definitely win you as my wife by carrying a sedan chair."

Qiao Jin withdrew his hand, blocking the sudden indifference in his eyes, and responded in a low voice: "Okay."

She became a woman in a theater, and Hu Qin was the top player in the theater.

A graceful and beautiful singer who sings very touchingly.

But after all, she is not Hu Qin. She just replaced Hu Qin and entered this role. She is still Qiao Jin, and she must block the indifference in her eyes.

She has no feelings for anyone, only the inexplicable memory in her mind...
Chapter completed!