On the way back.
"Wang Donghua's skill going back to the past is too tragic." Li Qianxia felt three parts sympathy and seven parts amusement.
"Perhaps they can create their own internet." Li Changzhou felt a mixture of sympathy and amusement.
"More like a spider web," Miss Yang said emotionlessly.
"Spider web..." Li Qianxia in the back row immediately laughed until her stomach hurt. His abs were so good that women would call him "sister" or "sister". "First of all, I don't like girls, but can I sleep with you, sister?"
At the red light, Li Changzhou slowly stepped on the brake and glanced at Yang Qinglan in the passenger seat.
Yang Qinglan looked back at him in confusion—what are you looking at?
Li Changzhou raised an eyebrow, his expression not particularly meaningful, but it was roughly a mix of various interpretations surrounding the central theme of "looking at my wife."
Yang Qinglan pursed her petal-like lips and turned to look out the window.
—I don't believe in fate.
It is a contracted, folded, isolated auditory hallucination; if one's intelligence is high enough, one can weave auditory hallucination content.
What does it mean to not believe in fate? Does it mean you reject the idea of being destined to marry him?
Li Changzhou stared at the red light ahead, pondering the meaning of those words.
Li Qianxia's laughter was clearly right behind me, but it felt like it was coming through layers of glass.
—I hope we can discuss our own affairs slowly.
He nodded slowly; he shared the same thought.
He only took the sorceress's words as a reference. If they were beneficial to him, he considered them prophecy; if they were detrimental, he considered them feudal superstition and nonsense.
He was naturally very happy about his marriage to Yang Qinglan, but he hoped that their future would be created by the two of them themselves.
However, Yang Qinglan's statement that she did not believe in fate, which was tantamount to rejection, made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Li Changzhou remained silent, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, the red light lingering.
—I don't like you that much.
Li Changzhou stared ahead, the red light flashing incessantly, reminiscent of a hospital emergency room.
—When I see you and Qianxia now, I feel that you have a good relationship and I am happy to see you. But I am worried that if I am with you, I will feel that your relationship is too close and we will have conflicts, which will affect your sibling relationship and even the relationship between the three of us.
—I really like Qianxia and don't want to make her unhappy because of this.
—I don't love you to the point of recklessness, or rather, I can't accept my imperfections.
—I lack self-confidence. I am a very controlling person, extremely jealous, and have an odd and awkward temper.
—One day, you may not have done anything, but I suddenly remember that you and Mu Rong joke around every time you meet, and I will have a cold face for several days because of this, and I will not tell you why, which is very inexplicable.
"Who is Mu Rong?" Li Changzhou asked.
The red light was gone, the green light came on, and Li Changzhou slowly stepped on the gas. The rented car on the side of the road wasn't great, but it drove forward steadily and unstoppably.
“Gu Su Murong!” Li Qianxia answered immediately, her voice still carrying a hint of amusement. “I absolutely love her portrayal of the ‘Spring Emperor.’ She looks stunning in every costume, and her singing is so good that I gave up on pop music for a while!”
Li Changzhou didn't listen at all. He turned to Yang Qinglan and said, "If you don't want to talk about something in the future, just tell me this way."
"Huh?!" Li Qianxia peeked out from between the two, her eyes scanning them like gun barrels.
"Are you two hiding something from me?" she asked, enunciating each word clearly.
Yang Qinglan glanced at her.
"Ouch!" Li Qianxia was pulled back to the back seat by gravity.
Back on Yanhe Road, I returned the car by the roadside, went into the courtyard, and retreated into my sweet world once again.
The three prepared to break the boundary.
"I'll go first!" Li Qianxia said eagerly.
"Mm." Yang Qinglan nodded.
Li Qianxia sat cross-legged on the grass and closed her eyes.
call!
A blue flame erupted from between her brows, enveloping her like a cocoon.
According to "Master Huang's Record of Value Games", the purer the blue flame and the longer it burns, the higher its origin.
Li Qianxia's flames were almost entirely blue, almost without any other colors. When the wind blew, the flames resembled a cluster of blooming blue onions.
Half an hour later, the flames returned to her brow like sheep returning to their pen.
Li Qianxia opened her eyes, clenched her fist, and felt around: "It seems like I haven't gotten any stronger."
“The skills have changed.” Li Changzhou looked at the Gemini Instinct in his identity card.
Li Qianxia hurriedly took out her identity card and studied it with the two of them.
Nickname: Mosquito
Name: Li Qianxia
[Origin: Zhong Lingyuxiu]
[Value: 3 (236/400)] (Gemini)
[Instinct: Physical Enhancement] (Source: Li Changzhou)
[Instinct: Twins] (Shared value, half the effect of instinct, shared inventory, shared value coins, bond summon) (No one likes their brother more than you) (Source: Li Qianxia)
[Skills: Wolf Howl (Rank C), Double Strike (Rank D), Thunder Roar (Rank C), Moth-like Variation (Rank C), Flat-headed Mud Wasp - Powerful Neurotoxin (Rank B), Super Speed (Rank B)]
Intelligence: 6 (Intelligence)
[Charm: 8] (Peerless)
[Ability: 4] (Increases by 8 with each level up)
[Equipment: None]
[Backpack Slots: Mosquito-type Vampire Gun, Corner Armor, Ground Sparrow's Beak (Materials obtained in the game) (Li Changzhou: Heavy Machine Gun, Snow Mountain Water Bottle, Tiger Armor (Materials obtained in the game))]
[Money: 30 coins (Li Changzhou: 0 coins)]
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