She smiled bitterly, stood up, and suddenly a small paper slip fluttered between her sleeves, folded into the shape of a paper crane, and dropped lightly to the ground.

With a movement in her heart, she seemed to unintentionally pick up the paper crane, put it back into her sleeve, and turned around and walked back into the room.

Sit under the lamp, take out the paper crane, play with it at will, take it apart and fold it, fold it and take it apart ...

In the midst of this disassembly, Luo Qingyu has already seen the inside.

Inside the paper crane is a picture.

In the picture is a large garden. Messy paintings of countless flowers opening in the wind ...

The lines of these paintings are rough, like children's random graffiti, but Luo Qingyu recognizes such pictures.

This map is an invisible topographic map of her when she and her colleagues breathe each other in modern times!

Even if it's lost, it doesn't matter, it won't attract others' attention. I didn't expect to find it here today ...

After this picture she came across, she only talked to one person when she was very bored. I didn't expect that person to remember in her heart—

She is naturally a connoisseur of maps, and at a glance, she can tell that this is the topographic map of this magic palace. Every path and every palace is inside ...

Luo Qingyu jumped up and down with a heart. With this picture, she had more chances to escape.

She has amazing memory. She only took a few glances and remembered the layout of the whole picture. She was about to destroy the picture, but she found that the above picture was gradually disappearing. It took away less than a cup of tea to disappear , Became a normal blank paper.

It seems that the mind of this person who draws the picture is as meticulous as ever, leaving as little flaws as possible.

Luo Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, folded the paper a few more folds, folded it into the shape of a paper airplane, and threw it in the room.

Outside the window, a petunias quietly slid off the window sill and restored to its former appearance.

The various flowers in the courtyard swayed gently, as if talking about something.

Luo Qingyu glanced obliquely at the window sill, relieved slightly.

Her courtyard looked unattended. In fact, most of the flowers and trees in this garden were refined, all of which were the eyes and ears of Xiao Xun Xun, and Luo Qingyu's every move fell into their eyes.

If she has nothing to do with it, if there is, she can't escape the eyes and eyes of these flowers and plants ...

The sound of the piano is still swaying in the night, like crying like a whistle, and killing like a Jin Ge iron horse.

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In his sleep, Luo Qingyu felt that he had been imprisoned in a stone room and turned into that child again.

Although there are clean bedding in the room, it cannot hide the coldness and decay.

She was sitting on the bed with her hands on her knees, stunned. There was a conversation between the two banshees.

"I heard that our Lord Mojun finally agreed to the marry's marriage request."

"Yeah, the princess of the monster tribe has long admired our Lord Mojun and always wanted to marry him."

"I heard that Lord Mojun has started to decorate new houses. The new houses are beautiful ..."

"Well, I really want to take a look ..."

Luo Qingyu suddenly raised her head, even when she didn't even want to understand what she wanted to do, her palm has seized the collar of a banshee: "What do you say ?! The right father is getting married?" She said The dumbness surprised even herself.

I feel that at this moment I have become two, one is watching the show calmly, and the other is shocking and bewildered, and is sad.

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