Seeing Huang He being used as a human punching bag and the rope so soft it was like silk, Yuan Qingli and the other two felt a chill run down their spines.
Fortunately, they had seen the announcement beforehand.
Yuan Qingli even took the initiative to ask for some roses.
Otherwise, they would probably be the ones turned into a pile of mud by now.
Seeing that Huang He remained silent, Yuan Qingli and the other two showed no intention of making a move.
The magician's appreciative gaze drifted over; he particularly enjoyed watching the crowd gossip and enjoy the spectacle.
I don't want to trouble myself, nor do I want to trouble others.
The magician stood up, dusted himself off, and took a towel from his hat to wipe his hands.
He then skillfully took out a large sack, casually tossed the crumpled Yellow Crane into it, and carried it away on his shoulder.
"New colleague, the rose garden has been getting plenty of fertilizer lately. Come over and admire the flowers when you have time." The magician's figure gradually faded, leaving only an invitation in the air.
"Okay!" Yuan Qingli responded enthusiastically to the invitation from the beauty.
In the eyes of the other two, she was simply a crazy woman who loved beauty to the point of risking her life.
"Ugh, I'm getting a little bored."
Lu and Bo frowned as they looked at Yuan Qingli. Ever since she became a beast tamer, she seemed to have lost all fighting spirit and had simply given up.
"Qingli, you're a person of status, even if not for yourself, you should think about your pets. You're just lying here doing nothing, what are we going to do?"
"I think I can't get out of here. I might as well rest a little longer." Yuan Qingli shifted to a more comfortable position and continued to close her eyes for a nap.
After learning about Hua Lulu's suffering, Yuan Qingli realized that whether she could have a peaceful rest in the future was just a dream.
She appears calm on the surface, but the voice in her head is like the din of a morning market, lingering and impossible to shake off.
"Lying flat is the most comfortable thing," Yuan Qingli said, stretching.
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The slightly unexpected system voice sounded, casting a shadow over Yuan Qingli's heart. It hadn't mentioned her name before, but now it was calling her name directly.
Seeing this from a distance, Bo Zijin turned and left. Although the three of them had cooperated several times, it was a pity that Yuan Qingli was now on the path of becoming an NPC and had no way back.
I should first figure out how to leave this instance. I should look for clues about the red horse.
Just as Lu Xingyun was still thinking about how to help Yuan Qingli regroup.
Yuan Qingli turned to the side, leaving only a blue S-curve in her wake, and ignored him.
"..."
Suddenly, Yuan Qingli rolled over and got up.
He reached into the small pocket on his right thigh and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper smaller than his little fingernail.
There was definitely nothing in my pockets; the pockets of a cheongsam are small to begin with and mostly for decoration.
She hadn't changed her clothes, so the person who could slip in such a small note must have been someone she had been in close contact with.
Could it be Hua Lulu?
The only time she put it in was when that girl hugged me before she left.
I carefully tore it open, and inside were two words.
“T￥”.
Yuan Qingli looked completely bewildered.
Lu Xingyun leaned closer, his face full of questions.
Bo Zijin, who had left some distance away, heard the questioning Yangping tone behind her. She turned around and saw two handsome men and beautiful women together, so she turned back.
"What's this?"
The ponytail swayed from side to side.
"Tsk, this piece of 'Bo Zijin' is his forte. I'll go call him."
"The note was upside down." The president returned without the two of them noticing.
“Okay.” Yuan Qingli immediately did as instructed.
T¥ reversed is...
"From the sky!"
“The pencil marks are so blurry,” Lu Xingyun said. “They’re not even as good as my nephew’s handwriting, who’s in kindergarten.”
Yuan Qingli asked Bo Zijin, who seemed quite adept at handling these kinds of clues, "How did you know it was upside down?"
"Are you illiterate? It's obvious at a glance."
Lu Xingyun was speechless, his face turning red, but he was powerless to refute her.
"Does this mean the clues are in the sky?" Yuan Qingli asked, tilting her head slightly in a dazed manner.
"You've already thrown out notes, couldn't you have written more?" People are strange. Lu Xingyun, who is usually quick-witted and resourceful, is a complete novice when it comes to decryption.
"Perhaps, it's a call for us to fly up into the sky and take a look." Bo Zijin crossed her arms and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.
Yuan Qingli turned her head and looked at the meadow and lake, where many animals lived.
But there was only one bird.
A blue bird.
The bluebird flapped its wings: "I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm afraid of heights, I'm afraid of heights."
A blue bird that's afraid of heights, so how does it get to the sky?
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