Quick Transmigration: Conquering the Sick Daughters in the Shura Field

The carvings in the room are exquisite, the top is an exaggerated and abstract painting style, and the surrounding load-bearing columns are overly gorgeous carvings.

Every stroke is gorgeous, and the colors are as bright as a rainbow.

Shi Qi casually glanced at the arrangement here.

"You rest first. Someone will show you around the royal palace and the Holy See tomorrow. If you are interested, there will be a jazz dance in three days. I look forward to your arrival."

The king's respectful attitude was ten to ten.

It has to be said that this king can bend and stretch.

I don't know what the pope and the king said. While doubting his identity, they can still be so humble and respectful to him.

For a moment, Shi Qi had a little appreciation for the king.

But just for that second.

Because after the king left, he saw the incense burning in the censer nearby.

The rich scent of roses mixed with a touch of woody scent makes people feel relaxed and intoxicated. The rich fragrance slowly envelopes the interior space of this building in the lingering light smoke.

Inside it was something truly serene.

It's just that the effect may be too good.

In such an environment, as long as you stay for a few minutes, you will fall asleep, and the time is uncertain, depending on the amount of ingredients used in the incense.

No wonder the king, who was so talkative outside just now, hurriedly finished speaking and left as soon as he arrived at his residence.

Shi Qi came to the incense burner calmly, bent down, and the crescent-white robe moved slightly, and the small breeze brought by it dispersed the smog, and fled around.

He dipped a little bit of incense powder with his fingertips, twisted it lightly twice, and there were still incompletely burnt granules.

I sniffed it closer, and it was Jiujiehua.

The information about the ingredients in this incense just now was not told to him by the system.

Rather...it appeared in his mind after he smelled it.

As for the specific material of the incense, Shi Xi didn't know, but the main function of this coma-like incense was a flower called Jiudie.

Shi Qi wanted to search for the information about this flower in his mind to find relevant memories, but everywhere he went, he saw only a large misty white mist, a vast sea of ​​pure white clouds.

Can't see anything.

The powder from the fingertips fell back into the incense burner, causing a small wave of powder turbulence in the layer of gray powder covered below. The ash bounced into a misty circle and then slowly fell down.

Shi Qi paced away from the incense burner.

The maid who noticed the censer through the gap in the door was relieved.

Fortunately, no abnormality of incense was found.

The king told her to make sure the man fell asleep.

Just when Shi Xi had already supported his head, he started to walk unsteadily, a little vainly.

When he was going to follow their wishes, he pretended to fall asleep.

I felt a little bit of burning heat rising from my wrist, and there was a burst of heat around my wrist.

Then a thin blue thread wrapped around the white wrist loomed.

This is the night when Qing Zisu's two different identities returned to one person and merged with Shi Qi.

Shi Qi's body is a phoenix, while Qing Zisu is a dragon.

Although one is water and the other is fire, they are very consistent in some respects.

For example, for a partner.

The phoenix or the dragon has only one partner in their life, and it is determined that they are the only other half in the long journey.

If there are other special circumstances.

This circle of thin lines on the wrist appears after confirming the partner.

In normal times, the fine lines do not appear and cannot be felt.

Only when looking for the other party or when a party encounters a dangerous call, this thin line will show its function.

Two people can use this to communicate and locate.

Shi Qi touched the thin blue line twice, his thoughts circling.

He is Feng, and his partner is only one person, but he has passed through many planes, and he has already determined that the card person is one person.

And this plane... His card person is Shenlong, and he has established an eternal companionship with Qing Zisu.

Regarding this point, the system did not resist, and he also faintly felt... agree with it from the system's words?

And he himself didn't feel the disobedience in his blood because of being too close to too many people.

So... is this plane the cardman's real body?

But his memory is lost and cannot be confirmed.

Moreover, there are so many planes, all along, what he has inherited is someone else's body.

Shi Xi also has doubts about this aspect.

If he is using someone else's body, it is impossible for a blood-blooded body to enter and occupy someone else's body at will, and then conclude a partnership contract.

If there is such a powerful loophole, taking the body of ordinary people to have a partner at will, so lewd and absurd, then the true and pure feelings of their Phoenix family will no longer exist.

Can't figure it out for a while.

Shi Qi shook his head, thinking about it for now.

Those who should know will always know, and his memory will recover one day.

Shi Qi bent his long fingers, and his white knuckles lightly touched the thin thread. The blue halo on the thin thread seemed to shake slightly, and slowly spread to the end connected by the invisible silk thread.

Qing Zisu was leaning against a pillar, his silver hair casually draped over his shoulders and down to his waist, and he didn't bother to tidy it up, just staring at the silk thread on his wrist.

The dragon and the phoenix sleep together, and the imprints are exchanged. Shi Xi's wrist is blue, while Qing Zisu's wrist is red, as red as a flame.

Seeing the red halo on the silk thread flickering, the corners of his lips lifted, and a smile appeared at the end of his eyes.

Ah... the message will be returned in seconds.

so happy……

The place where Qing Zisu lived was dark and narrow, similar to a basement, only a small window on the upper wall obliquely shone in faintly with moonlight.

Silver Frost illuminated a slanted regular pattern on the ground.

That ray of light illuminates the motes of dust floating in the air.

With the fingers on Qing Zisu's wrist, he gently pressed twice around the ankle bone, sending a message to the other end.

Qing Zisu: [I was imprisoned by them];

Shi Qi: [Fannuoer Palace?Are you imprisoned in a spare room in the palace, or is there a special confinement room? 】

The power of the king and the pope in Ancecil is the two pinnacles, so the place where the king lives is the royal palace, and the place where the pope lives is the Palazzo Vallo.

The smile on Qing Zixun's face froze when he received the reply.

A Qi didn't ask him if he was injured first.

sad.

He rubbed his cuffs with his wrist slowly, and replied slowly.

Qing Zisu: [Special detention room, very small, very dark, very narrow, dirty and messy]

Respond in small sentences.

Shi Qi felt a little resentment.

what happened to him?

He tried to ask, 【Brother Zisu, how did you get imprisoned? Was it drugged?Or did they imprison you with force? 】

Feeling the words "Brother Zisu" sent over there, Qing Zisu felt refreshed all of a sudden.