Chapter 200 The memory of the ninth generation, Qing Xiaoluo (2)
While the girl was still blowing bubbles, Qing Nian quickly finished washing, then quickly put on her clothes and walked out.
After thinking about the exciting scene just now, his face was still red. When he passed the mirror, Qing Nian paused for a moment.
She has straight black hair that reaches her waist, with small water droplets hanging at the end. She has a delicate pink color on both sides of her small face. Her beautiful eyes are like calm water without any ripples, like a deep pool in the mountains, with delicate and smooth skin.
Qing Nian himself couldn't help it. His busty breasts stood tall and proud, and his peerless appearance was admired by thousands of people even outside the fantasy world.
He pinched his face, and all the feelings were so real. Qing Nian seemed to have encountered this kind of situation somewhere, but he didn't remember it very clearly.
However, upon closer inspection, the appearance of this body seems to be somewhat similar to my own. The nose and eyes are very similar to my own appearance. I wonder if this is an illusion.
"Are you so narcissistic? Let me see if it has gotten bigger." At this time, Qing Nian was suddenly hugged from behind, and his breasts were pinched here and there, which shocked him.
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"Ah!" Qing Nian dodged away in an instant. He was still not very used to it. To be honest, he was caught off guard by the speed of this change.
The most important thing is that Qing Nian has no habit of being touched.
"Hey, yo, didn't I enjoy touching you before?" The girl seemed to be a little dissatisfied, pouting her little mouth and muttering.
"I'm a little tired, I want to sleep." Qing Nian said, then walked back to the room and lay on his side on the bed. Don't ask how he found it. Although the house was large, there was only one room.
"Xiao Luo, where did you run away? Why do you feel like you are a different person when you come back?" At this time, the girl's voice came from behind Qing Nian, and the heart rate of the former was increasing.
"You're so noisy." Qing Nian didn't want to answer her question, so he pulled the quilt over his head and went in.
"Why are you in such a hurry to cover yourself up?" Qing Nian felt as if the cup was being forcibly opened, and then a faint fragrance floated into the tip of his nose, and the girl actually got in.
"Oh, by the way, what will the clan do to you? Your cultivation level is so low and your heart is so weak. I'm really worried that you will be beaten to the point where you won't even be able to recognize your brother." The girl said slowly, pointing her little finger.
He kept drawing circles on Qing Nian's back.
"Can't I just admit defeat?" Qing Nian said. He had no intention of fighting those people. I, a mortal, cannot defeat gods.
"No! That's too unambitious! Even if you lose, you can't take the initiative to admit defeat!" The girl suddenly started to say, and the bed that had finally been warmed suddenly became cold.
"Then what do you want me to do?" Qing Nian is also helpless, and there are some things that cannot be said. Even if I say it, you won't believe it.
In short, I still say the same thing, how can I, a mortal, beat a god? Even the lowest level people here can beat me. Why don't you admit defeat? Wait for death?
Although it is said to be a fantasy, Qing Nian still doesn't want to die. No one wants to experience the joy of death, and no one is interested.
"There are still two or three days left in the clan meeting. I will teach you how to practice. Although I can't let you get ranked, it won't make you lose too ugly. You also know that there are so many annoying guys who want to see you every year.
What a joke." The girl said worriedly, and Qing Nian fell silent.
It had been expected from the moment he first came in that the owner of this body might not have a low status in the Qing family, but his status in the hearts of everyone in the entire family might be very low.
To put it simply and popularly, it is just a vase, but Qing Nian is also a little sad that he has become a vase in the illusion.
"No, you won't learn anything in two or three days, so let's leave it like that." It's impossible for Qing Nian to learn from her. It's just an illusion. Find a way to break it and get out as soon as possible.
"I'm so worried about you because I give up on myself." The girl said nothing more and sighed slightly before lying down and hugging Qing Nian.
Just when he was about to fall asleep, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room. Qing Nian and the girl looked at each other, and then both came down.
"Who is it?" Qing Nian walked to the door and was about to open the door, but her movements stagnated and she asked.
"Sister, it's me." Qing Bei's voice came from outside the door. Qing Nian opened the door without thinking much. After the girl got dressed, she stood behind Qing Nian, but her eyes were fixed and she just wanted to stop the former, but
The door has been opened.
"Sister..." Qing Bei was about to say something, but his face turned slightly red and he turned around. He saw another man behind him, tall and strong, with a spring-like smile, but he saw the man inside the door.
Qing Nian was also stunned and turned away.
"Bang!" The door was shut directly by the girl. Qingnian looked at herself and realized why.
Now she was only wearing a bathrobe, with slits on her chest and thighs. Although not much was exposed, the delicate skin and deep ravines were visible to her eyes.
"You're stupid." The girl flicked Qing Nian's forehead, which hurt a lot! Now she knows why Qing Xian'er and Lin Miao's foreheads hurt so much when she flicked them.
"Come here, put on your clothes." The girl said, opening the cupboard and selecting one by one, Qing Nian said obediently and stood beside her.
Finally, I chose a white dress, which reached from the hem to the knees, and was forced to be turned around in a circle. Then the girl dressed her up in various ways, tied up her loose black hair, and made her look beautiful.
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But I still reject it in my heart. I always feel that these two things on my chest are particularly uncomfortable, and they feel very obstructive. I have the urge to cut them off.
"Okay, let's go." The girl took the initiative to take Qing Nian's hand.
"Um, what's your name?" Qing Nian suddenly smelled it at this time, and the girl stopped and looked at Qing Nian in disbelief.
"Fool, don't you know my name? Remember, my name is Qing Ni'er." Qing Ni'er said helplessly. Qing Nian had remembered it, but she didn't know it in the first place.
Opening the door, Qingbei and the man were standing outside talking about something. They stopped discussing when they saw the two people coming out.
"Xiao Luo, long time no see." The man said with a smile, but Qing Nian didn't recognize him and stood there with a blank look on his face.
"My sister forgot about you again." Qingbei seemed to be used to this kind of thing, and said with a helpless smile.
"Okay." The man looked very helpless, but after experiencing this kind of thing for many times, he felt that it was nothing.
"She can even forget about me and my parents, let alone you." Qingbei patted his shoulder and laughed.
Qing Nian, on the other hand, was a little confused about the situation, so he just pretended to be stupid anyway.
"I heard that Yunluo Trading Company will have some good things at the auction today. Let's go and have a look." The man said, looking at Qing Nian as if he was paying more attention to his opinion.
"Go, I have nothing to do anyway." Qing Ni'er expressed that she really wanted to go out and play.
"I don't care." Qing Nian said. In fact, he really wanted to see what the auction was like.
"Okay, let's go." Qing Bei said with a smile, and then the four of them flew to Yunluo Trading Company on the Bi Fang Bird. Along the way, the man asked Qing Nian for help, but the latter didn't catch a cold.
When we arrived at Yunluo Trading Company, we were able to enter before others and there was a special person to lead the way. When we arrived at the best private room, it was splendid and the whole room was as big as Qing Nian's room.
"The auction will start in a while, so wait here." Qingbei said, and then maids came in one after another and brought many cakes and fruits.
People came to the auction very quickly. Thousands of people could sit on the first floor alone. There were many private rooms on the second, third and fourth floors. There were only a few private rooms on the fifth floor, and Qing Nian was on the fifth floor.
building.
It seems that only those with strong backgrounds can sit in these private rooms.
It was half an hour later when everyone came, and the auction just started. The auctioneer walked onto the stage with a box covered with a red cloth in his hand.
Qing Nian looked at the hot auction going on, and couldn't understand what it was about. He always felt that it was very high-end, and he watched helplessly, without any interest.
"We at the auction have not figured out what this thing is going to be auctioned until now. Let's take a look." At this time, the auctioneer suddenly said, and then he saw an iron box opened, revealing a golden and somewhat tattered iron ball.
Quietly in the box.
[Author's digression]: I don't want to say anything more, you just have to figure it out.