Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Si Wenming was led by a maid into a room. Amber-like incense was burning in a purple copper and enamel-inlaid carved incense burner, and the whole room was filled with a quiet and elegant scent.

The maid made tea and left.

Si Wenming was cautious and did not dare to use it.

After a while, a faint cry for help was heard.

The autumn silk curtains, the color of lake water, trembled violently along with the person on the bed, rising and falling like a fierce wind blowing across the surface of a lake.

He rushed to the bedside and found it was indeed Xiao Qiao. He picked her up and wanted to go out.

She raised her slender white arms and gently hooked them around his neck, and her warm breath, mixed with a faint fragrance, went straight into his nose.

He suddenly felt something was wrong, and he felt dizzy and staggered onto the couch.

Si Wenming was helped to the bed and her outer clothes were taken off...

All of this appears in a crystal ball.

At this time, Yu Xiaoqiao was in another room, staring at the crystal ball in a daze.

However, Nangong Yao was hiding in the dark, looking at Yu Xiaoqiao who was in a trance.

You and I have known each other since childhood... We were in next-door classes in junior high school, in the same class in high school, and although we went to different universities, we were in the same city. Except for the three years you went to the United States and the one year you returned to China to work, I was not by your side.

We have been with each other for nearly twenty years.

I have never been heartless, I have walked through a sea of ​​flowers without getting a single leaf stained with dust... I have lived the world with ease. But you were heartbroken by a scumbag... Unexpectedly, we both found that person after traveling through time.

It's just me...

Si Wen has a good fate!

I have done a thorough investigation in Haojing, but I still need to give you one more try before I can hand you over to you.

If he is unreliable, I would rather you see it clearly now. At least when you are in pain, I can still be with you.

If he is unreliable, I have no worries!

Let me tell you - I am Jon Snow, your best friend since childhood... and I will take you back to Qi.

Yu Xiaoqiao stared at the crystal ball, her fingers clenched into her sleeves nervously.

Nangong Yao turned his head and glanced at the crystal ball - the woman climbed up on him and her lips slowly approached his cheek.

Si Wenming's eyes were blurred, and he called softly: "Xiao Qiao..."

"Yes, I am your Xiao Qiao! I miss you so much, do you miss me?" The woman stroked Si Wenming's cheek with her soft hand and responded tenderly.

When their lips were almost touching, Si Wenming pushed her away, "You... are not Xiao Qiao! Who are you?"

Si Wenming felt dizzy and his body became extremely hot as he looked at the woman in front of him who looked exactly like Yu Xiaoqiao.

She is definitely not Yu Xiaoqiao!

Absolutely not!

The smell, the look, the feeling…all wrong!

He felt weak and achy and realized he had been poisoned.

Si Wenming took out a dagger from his bosom and pierced his palm, using the pain to regain consciousness. He then used all his strength to kick the woman away, with the dagger pointing directly at her neck, "Take me to see Xiao Qiao!"

"It's me!" The woman was not afraid at all and still called out in a tender voice.

Si Wenming's voice was devoid of any warmth as he repeated, "Take me to see Xiao Qiao!"

"Okay, you pass this level!" the woman sighed.

She slowly got out of bed, tidied her messy clothes, made a cup of tea and handed it to Si Wenming.

"Antidote!"

Si Wenming took it without hesitation and drank it all in one gulp. After a moment, his strength recovered, he got out of bed, and rushed out of the house.

"If you want to see your beloved, you must pass the three levels set by our master!"

The woman smiled and looked at him calmly.

Si Wenming looked at her, said nothing, and pushed the door open and walked out.

It turned out that the maid had been waiting outside the house and took him to another place.

Yu Xiaoqiao's hands, which were clenched at the corner of her clothes, loosened slightly, revealing a cluster of chrysanthemum-like wrinkles on her dress.

Nangong Yao stared at the crystal ball with a faint smile on his lips, "Not bad... Even after being drugged, I can still recognize you through a skin that is exactly the same as yours!"

"Master Si, the three levels are a mountain of knives, a sea of ​​fire, and an iceberg. You need to dodge hundreds of knives that are shot at you at the same time, wade through a boiling oil pan, and then walk barefoot across an extremely cold iceberg... Of course, the master has something to tell me to tell you."

The maid looked calm and composed, with a good temperament, not like an ordinary maid. "You don't have to go through all the difficulties. My master will never hurt Yu Xiaoqiao in the slightest..."

There was no expression on Si Wenming's slightly pale face. He ignored her words and pushed open the door and went in.

He looked up and saw countless holes suddenly appearing on the roof, walls, and ground, and then quickly disappearing...

Mechanism array!

Nangong Yao, has been learning martial arts and formations from Nan Xiaoyaozi of the Mohist school since he was young. His kung fu is average, but his mechanisms are top-notch.

Si Wenming threw a few stones - and sure enough, flying knives came from all directions.

Si Wenming did not rush into the formation, but sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, thinking.

In his mind, he kept thinking about the stones shot out from different directions and the direction and speed of the flying knives coming from all directions.

There are countless plans in mind, but only one plan can help you win in danger - get stabbed, and then use the time and space difference caused by the flying knife to seize your life.

He threw out stones again, practiced several times, and then flew into the battle.

He used the flying knife as a fulcrum and flew on the blade, like a willow catkin spinning in the wind, or a fallen leaf with mountains and rivers in its heart.

The flying knives were as dense as a net, but he was able to maneuver them with ease. However, it seemed that he could not get out of the formation for a while. When he turned sideways, he threw another stone, which triggered a wave of flying knives...

He pounced at the flying knives and was hit firmly on his right arm. He quickly drew his knife and threw it out to block the hole in the knife. He jumped three or four times and flew out of the knife formation.

The four originally closed walls suddenly disappeared, and a dazzling red suddenly appeared in front of the eyes.

Nangong Yao couldn't see Yu Xiaoqiao's face, she only saw that she was holding the crystal ball tightly in her hand, not moving at all.

"With just a few tricks, you actually broke my flying knife formation!" Nangong Yao took a sip of water and sighed softly.

Si Wenming looked at the red iron plate that seemed to be burning with flames, and threw the dagger...

As a result, the dagger melted into liquid water before it even hit the iron plate.

He took a deep breath, but there was no panic on his face. Instead, he paced back and forth.

During this period, he threw some stones into the formation from multiple directions, and squatted or crawled, carefully observing the appearance of each stone.

He looked ahead, and suddenly a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Then, he suddenly leaped back, pushed his feet against the wall, and flew out while brushing the ground.

Get through safely!