Chapter 260: A Small World Through Books (1)
"Ding--"
"Congratulations to the host, the task has been completed."
"Leave the world? Or stay with the devil to spend his life? Please choose."
"stay."
Xia Ling has spent his whole life in this world.
When she and Qi Yunchen were getting old, their two children had grown up.
Qi Yunchen likes his daughter very much, she looks a lot like Xia Ling.
When I was young, with a round apple face and a cute appearance, I was the favorite of my family.
When she grows up, her temper and personality will be very similar to Xia Ling, smart and lively...
A lifetime passed peacefully and smoothly.
Qi Yunchen was 85 years old and Xia Ling was 86 years old.
He walked in front of her, holding Xia Ling's hand tightly, not willing to let go.
...
Qi Duo'er was originally one year older than Qi Yunchen, so Xia Ling stayed in the world for half a year longer than Qi Yunchen.
She explained the funeral and told them to put her ashes together with Qi Yunchen's and scatter them into the sea.
After the white light gradually dissipated, Xia Ling also returned to the Sky Continent.
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Put Qi Yunchen's soul back into the body of the demon king.
Xia Ling checked the points.
Three days later, she entered the new world.
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A white light gradually dissipated before Xia Ling's eyes.
The surroundings were noisy, but she was dressed very coolly...
Frowning slightly, Xia Ling was locked in a cage.
Around her, pairs of scorching eyes stared at her, shouting hello incessantly.
"Qinghe! One thousand taels of gold!"
"Okay! The guest officer in Tianzi Room No. 1 has already bid Miss Qinghe's price for a thousand taels of gold. Is there more?"
"Lan Zhi, one thousand one hundred taels of gold!"
"Okay, the guest officer in room No. 2 of Tianzi bought Miss Lanzhi's price for 1,110 taels of gold? Is there any more?"
...
The atmosphere was frenzied.
Looking around, Xia Ling saw that some of the people were wearing commoner bunts, but only the men on the first floor of Tianzihao wore brocade clothes and jade clothes?
Surrounded by crimson beams, the hexagonal tower is full of skylight, red lanterns are hung, and various red ribbons are hung.
Xia Ling is a cage, and beside her, there is another cage.
The red sandalwood cage is covered with the best white flannel, and there is a small couch.
The furnishings were all the same, but in the cage next to Xia Ling, the girl was sitting on the couch, half covering her face with a small fan.
The girl scratched her head desperately, trying to attract people's attention from Xia Ling to herself.
However, too much is too much, this kind of rouge vulgar powder is too much in this kind of place, people don't like enthusiastic ones, they like Xia Lingshu Chuan, who is as cool as the original owner.
It's like climbing branches and winning laurel, the colder Xia Ling is, the more they like it, but if the cold time is too long, people will lose interest.
Now the young girl Qinghe is facing such a somewhat declining situation.
...
"Miss Qinghe! If you don't think about anything else, Miss Lanzhi will be worth more than you in no time, and you will lose your status as the oiran!"
"You have to know that if you lose your status as an oiran, you will become the following men..."
A maidservant was beside the cage, reminding Xia Ling in a low voice.
Frowning slightly, Xia Ling looked at the white gauze she was wearing, it was very see through.
However, with the distance between the cage and the surrounding men, no man with good eyesight could see her body clearly.
Over there, because of Lan Zhi's boldness, the men are still raising her prices crazily.
Here, Xia Ling sat up slowly.