Le Qingming has always been very interested in these things, but what he didn't expect in the end was... the Qinglian Sect also uses poison.
Jun Shiniang taught her a lot.
Le Qingxing liked living in the Qinglian Sect very much. The scenery here is beautiful and the people are simple.
When Jin Hailing comes back from doing things outside, he will bring a lot of things with him.
That day, Le Qingming was looking for poison on the cliff, and Jin Hailing came back.
"Why are you like my mother now? You like these bugs every day."
The forgotten Jin Hailing felt hurt.
"Okay, I won't catch anymore. Let's go down and catch fish. When we get back, I'll make grilled fish for you, okay?"
Le Qingming hung the bottle in his hand on his waist.
"good!"
Jin Hailing immediately smiled and nodded, and the two held hands and walked in another direction.
"Ding dong - the system prompts, the task is completed, Li Daitao is stiff, use it or not use it!"
"use!"
Ji Qingyao chose to use it, and his soul came out of Le Qingyao's body.
Returned to Ji Zeya again.
"Congratulations! Soon... Ajin will wake up."
Ji Zeya looked at her with a smile and a sincere tone.
"Um!"
Ji Qingying also nodded, which was what she was thinking.
Come on, you can see Ajin soon.
"Do you want to continue the mission?"
Ji Zeya asked again.
"I want."
Ji Qingying nodded without any hesitation.
The most important thing now is to keep going on missions. When A-Jin's souls are collected, continue the mission with A-Jin.
After completing those tasks, can I go back to the past
Thinking of this, Ji Qingming's expression became ethereal.
"Then go!"
Ji Zeya raised her fingers slightly, and a ball of white light flew out from her fingertips, wrapping around them all at once.
Ji Qingying lowered his head and looked at himself, and soon he was tightly wrapped in this light.
In the blink of an eye, she disappeared into this ball of white light.
When she opened her eyes, she was on a cold and cramped ground.
The body was covered with bedding, which smelled musty and damp.
Ji Qingying sat up and saw in the dim light that his hands were still very small, looking like a child.
She got out of bed, put on her slippers, walked to the door, pulled on a thread hanging down.
The light bulb in the room turned on.
At this time, everything in this room can be seen clearly.
It was very messy. Except for the bed where she just fell asleep, which had a chest of drawers next to it, the rest of the empty space was filled with garbage, such as paper, plastic bags, wires, etc. All piled up in one corner.
To her left, there was an old table, which was still missing a leg. The missing leg was just piled up by turning her head.
Ji Qingying walked over, picked up the alarm clock on the table, and looked at the time. It was about five o'clock in the morning.
She sat back on the bed again, touching the quilts with her tentacles, and felt a burst of coldness.
After waiting for a while, I didn't see anything strange.
Ji Qingying turned over and lay on his back, and began to absorb the plot.
The original owner's name is Dai Qingxing, and he is fourteen years old this year.
He is a left-behind child living in the countryside with his grandmother.
(End of chapter)