After thinking about it, Ji Qingqing still asked.
I really want to know, after all, she really wants a very practical skill.
If you encounter danger in the future, you can save yourself.
"You have to discover these skills by yourself, I won't tell you."
Ji Zeya said lightly and then stopped talking.
Ji Qingying chuckled, although it was hard for her to imagine what it was like to take a sword with bare hands.
But after all, it can be regarded as a force, so she reluctantly chose the weird skill of catching a sword with bare hands.
"Okay... Do you want to go to the next mission now?"
Ji Zeya said lightly again, and the purple crystal ball in front of her was emitting layers of light.
"Is he back!?"
Ji Qingying asked softly again.
"not yet."
Ji Zeya said lightly.
Ji Qingying felt a little cold in his heart. He had completed his task, but his task was still not completed.
How difficult is that task
Ji Qingying felt a chill in his heart.
"Go!"
Before she could continue to say anything to Ji Zeya, Ji Zeya waved her hand again, and she fell into a purple vortex like a spin, spinning and spinning, surrounded by a burst of floral fragrance. Among them, she fell.
Lying there, dizzy for a while, she opened her eyes. At this time, she was in a luxurious suite.
She seemed to have just finished taking a shower, and she was still wearing a bath towel. She was half-reclining on the sofa and could hear the sound of running water coming from the bathroom on the other side.
Ji Qingying looked at the messy dress on the ground. She checked herself again. There were no marks on her body, and there was no discomfort in her lower body. It seemed like nothing had happened.
She didn't want such a mess to happen before the plot started.
At that moment, Ji Qingyao took the scattered clothes on the ground and put them on. After putting them on, he saw that there was a small bag on the ground.
He quickly picked it up and opened the door and went out.
Wait until she opens the door and goes out.
There seemed to be noises outside in the bathroom. The sound of water stopped and the door was opened.
As the mist steamed out from the open face, it was a man with a strong body and a handsome face that was astonishingly beautiful.
He looked at the empty room, his eyes darkened a bit, and there was a cold and sinister look in his eyes. He pulled the towel on one side and wrapped it around himself before walking out.
Walking to the sofa where Ji Qingying was leaning, he stopped and picked up the red wine on the coffee table.
It was something Ji Qingying had drunk before, and there were still residual lipstick marks on it.
He didn't even look at it, he just pressed on the lipstick mark and took another sip.
Putting down the wine glass, his lips were also stained with a bit of coquettish red.
Under the illumination of the crystal lamp, his whole body exuded a sense of keeping strangers away.
"You can't escape."
The thin lips slowly spoke out these few words.
Ji Qingying went out and walked all the way outside the hotel, looking at the constant flow of traffic outside, and then he felt more comfortable.
The panic in my heart gradually eased.
She looked around, and finally walked into the hotel on the other side, took out the ID card in her wallet, opened a room, and went in directly.