"My previous one, plus this time the mission should be completed successfully, right? Is it time to give me a choice of skills?"
Ji Qingying asked aloud, this is still the more important thing (Quickly Wearing Female Supporting Role: Male God, please lie down, Chapter 367).
"It's not that the mission in my hands is useless, let's go!"
After Ji Zeya finished speaking, the white robe on her body moved slightly, and the purple gauze curtain around her also trembled slightly.
Ji Qingying felt like she was trapped in a purple vortex, but she didn't feel dizzy at all. She could even open her eyes.
It seemed that I had fallen into a purple tunnel, and between my breaths, there were bursts of floral fragrance and fragrance.
Then she fell into a coma for a while. When Youyou woke up, there was a period of darkness in front of her eyes.
The visibility was not very high. Ji Qingying slowly sat up, feeling a discomfort in his chest and throat.
She could see that the environment where she lived now seemed not very good.
The place where she slept seemed to be an earthen bed. On one side was a simple washstand made of wood, and on the other side were several large wooden boxes.
She looked down at the clothes she was wearing, and with the black hair, it was obvious that they were from ancient times.
At this time, the door creaked and was opened.
The light from outside came in, and a middle-aged woman came in with a backlight. When she saw Ji Qingying actually getting up, she had a look of surprise on her face.
Ji Qingying looked at her. Although she was almost middle-aged, she still looked quite beautiful. Although she was a peasant woman, she had a delicate beauty.
"Um!"
Ji Qingying didn't dare to say anything more, so he just responded.
"Are you hungry? Mom made delicious food for you!?"
Her mother asked softly again.
“Not hungry…”
I don’t know what the connection is, but whenever I talk, my throat is burning with pain.
Seeing Ji Qingming's behavior, a trace of worry flashed across the middle-aged woman's face, and she quickly asked her to lie down again.
"You girl, please continue to sleep for a while!"
The middle-aged woman reached out and touched her forehead. Seeing that she had no fever, her face looked better.
Ji Qingying felt that her hands were a little rough, but they made people feel very considerate.
In fact, she didn't want to sleep. She didn't know if it was because she had been lying here for too long. Her waist was still a little sore and she felt discomfort.
Mainly, she needs to absorb the plot without anyone interrupting her.
"Um!"
At this time, he responded and closed his eyes obediently.
The middle-aged woman sat in front of her for a while. She waited until Ji Qingying heard gentle breathing, and then quietly left.
After she left, Ji Qingying closed his eyes and absorbed the plot.
The beginning of this plot is a bit bloody, the middle... is also very bloody, and the ending... is naturally also very bloody.
This is a bloody story. During a bandit riot, many families were imprisoned in the Tutu Temple by the bandits.
Among them were two pregnant women, one was the wife of a marquis in the capital, and the other was a wife from the countryside. They happened to have seizures at the same time. After they were born, the wind blew out the candles, and the two children were confused.
More than ten years later, the wife of the Hou Mansion discovered that she seemed to have carried the wrong child.
Only then did we find that family in the countryside.