"I think it's much more interesting to get to know her slowly and find out what is interesting about her than to investigate her." Rong Yi turned his eyes gently, and the light was brilliant, a thousand times more brilliant than the sunset.

Anyway, regardless of Qu Shang's stunned expression, he raised the wine glass in his hand, and his eyes fell on Banzhen's wine glass, but his gaze passed through the exquisite and expensive wine glass, but he looked towards the location of the Ming Wang's Mansion on the East Street of the capital.

The imperial capital, which seemed to be featureless in the past, seems to have a little more color.

Little girl, I helped you get rid of Nalan Jun's pestering thing.

How are you ready to repay me?

In the Ming Palace, Ming Yulong, who was sleeping soundly on the beauty couch, had an itchy nose and sneezed twice in a row.

It's so annoying, I don't know who Lu Dao is, I'm calculating her again, it's Ming Ruxue, hum!

Raise your hand and rub your nose, your eyelids are so heavy, you can't open your eyes, and you're really sleepy. Well, roll over and continue sleeping.

Well? Why is it dark in front of you, who didn't turn on the light? Ming Yulong opened his eyes vigorously to adapt to the darkness in front of him, but it was so dark that he couldn't see the edge.

I had to turn on the switch quickly, and this crossing would make her night vision blind, and when it got dark, she couldn't see anything.

Just as he was thinking, a female voice came from his ear, "Ming Yulong......"

Ming Yulong took three steps back in fright, what kind of person could approach her silently.

You must know that she has been an undercover agent for many years, and her vigilance is quite high, and she is always vigilant against being killed when her identity is discovered, and she even sleeps at five minutes, and she will wake up immediately when there is movement.

Now she is still awake, and she doesn't know what to do when people come to her.

It's so dark right now, you can't see your fingers, this shouldn't be a ghost......

I beg your pardon, she has experienced such an outrageous thing as crossing, since the soul can be possessed, for ghosts and gods, it is really- I can't help but believe it!

"I'm not a ghost, I'm Ming Yulong......" This person is like a roundworm in her stomach, she knows what she thinks.

What annoyed Ming Yulong even more was, "You are Ming Yulong, so who am I...... No, wait...... Are you the deity Ming Yulong? ”

"Well," the female voice replied, "I am Ming Yulong, you are also Ming Yulong, you are me, I am your ......"

Ming Yulong was almost stunned by her words, she finally understood that she was in a dream.

waved his hand and said politely: "Do you want to return to your body, then do you know what happened to my modern body?" If you don't die, you let me go back, and then you come in! ”

Everyone said that ancient times were good, and she saw that this place was so good.

A group of inexplicable people, and a pot-bellied black person who doubts her identity, might as well go back and continue to be an undercover agent.

That Ming Yulong was silent for a while, and then said, "I don't know about your side. ”

Eh, Ming Yulong choked for a moment, I don't know what to say! So what are you looking for me for? I don't want to talk to ghosts.

"Since you are also Ming Yulong now, you have to promise to help me do one thing......" The faint voice sounded in my ears again.

This time Ming Yulong is no longer strange, hell, it should be more normal to know what the Daoist people are thinking. She simply hugged her chest, crossed her legs, sat down on the spot, looked around the dark surroundings, and still couldn't see any shadow,

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes that you want me to help you fulfill?"