Chapter 4390

And the person behind her, who was coldly ignored, was looking at the thousand-strength silk tied to Ling Chu's wrist, which was obviously more than three times longer than her own, and at least two meters long. His expression is slightly pale.

Especially at--

"Let's go!" Tie Nanpiao and Senior Brother to himself with a thousand-strength silk, now he doesn't have to worry about anyone suddenly disappearing, which also reassures Feng Qingyan a lot.He raised his foot and was about to step out, but there was a slight pause in his movements, and he dropped the foot that had just left the ground back.After hesitating for a moment, he handed over the jade flute held in his left hand to his right hand.Then, the empty left hand stretched back silently, grasping the corner of Yuebai's sleeve.

As if nothing had happened, he opened his short legs.

Xiao Yuchen was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect the little girl to do this.He thought she was angry.According to the little girl's temperament, it is estimated that she will not give him any good looks for a while.

In an instant, he was in a good mood, and the little haze left on Jun's face disappeared in the blink of an eye.Wei Ji, suddenly turned into a clear sky.

It's not that she didn't notice the change in the breath of the person beside her, Feng Qingyan could imagine the expression on someone's face without looking.

It's really childish!Quietly twitching the corners of his mouth, he walked forward without saying a word, without looking back.

Xiao Yuchen, who was clutched by his sleeves, couldn't hold his little hands, so he tried his best to get as close as possible.The arms of the two are almost close to each other. If it weren't for the height difference that makes Feng Qingyan very depressed, it can be described as "hand in hand".

And Ling Chu followed on the other side. Since Qian Rensi stayed longer, he was a little behind, and purposely distanced himself from the two of them.

The empty passage was flat and spacious, but Ling Chu walked a little absent-mindedly.

From time to time, his gaze swept over his wrist tied with thousands of strings.Following the hair-thin silver thread, it landed steadily on the other end—the little hand wearing the spirit ring and holding a piece of moon white.

After walking about seven or eight meters, Xiao Yuchen suddenly stopped and moved his arms.

Sensing that the sleeves in her hands were pulled back, Feng Qingyan also stopped, and raised her small face: "What's wrong?"

"Yan Yan forgot?" Staring eyes raised, motioned forward, and reminded: "There is still a barrier."

"Oh!" The little fist holding the jade flute tapped his forehead, and a look of annoyance appeared on his little face, "I'd forget it if you didn't tell me! Look at my memory! But," he said, grinning, "Didn't you remember it when you hit the wall? Right!"

Xiao Yuchen shook his head, and a speechless and helpless gaze fell on him.

"Hey..." Feng Qingyan smiled foolishly, and stretched out the jade flute in her hand.

Originally, he just intended to point, but he only stretched out halfway, and was forced to stop before he could straighten his arm.The top of the jade flute touched the invisible barrier and could not enter further.

In other words, where she is standing now, she is not even half a meter away from the barrier!

Not to mention, if she takes two more steps, she will definitely "hit the wall" properly!

Blinking his big eyes, he turned his head to look at the male ticket, his smile froze on his small face, and his expression was delicate: "Chen..." He glanced forward and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hmm...?"

She was sure that Xiao Chenchen definitely came so close on purpose before stopping!

(End of this chapter)

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