Traveling around the world, I have a sign-in system

Mo Xiaoye seemed to know what Emperor Donghua was thinking. She found a nearby inn called Chen's Inn and pulled Mo Xiaoya in. At this time, Grandma Mo and Emperor Donghua were already beside her.

"Boss, please open four guest rooms." Mo Xiaoye placed a silver ingot weighing about ten taels on the table.

"Okay, sir, here are the keys to the room," the shopkeeper took out four keys from the drawer of the cabinet.

They were engraved with Room No. 1, Room No. 2, Room No. 3, and Room No. 4. In fact, these upper rooms only paid one or two taels of silver a day, but Mo Xiaoye gave double the amount, which made the shopkeeper very happy.

He shouted loudly to the waiter, "Xiao Li, Xiao Li, quickly take the guests to Room 1, 2, 3, 4. Don't neglect our guests."

"Okay, Uncle Li, got it." The waiter threw the towel in his hand over his shoulders, bent his waist, and made a gesture of invitation with his hand.

The movements were extremely smooth, and it was obvious that he had done it countless times: "Four guests, please follow me."

As Mo Xiaoye went upstairs, she said, "Boss, please bring up a table full of delicious wine and food." They certainly wouldn't eat it, but they could use space to preserve it, and they would still eat spiritual plants and spiritual rice.

"Okay, okay, I'll send it up right away. Please wait a moment." The shopkeeper's eyes lit up. It seemed that the ten taels of silver would be safe.

Mo Xiaoye and the other three ran to Room No. 1, put all the food brought by the waiter into the space, and took out some magical rice and vegetables from it.

After everyone finished their meal, they all went back to sleep because it was gradually getting dark.

Mo Xiaoye was lying on the bed, holding a book in both hands and reading: "System sign-in."

"Ding, sign-in successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining ten sets of mechas and one hundred magic weapons,"

Note: Ten sets of mechas come from the interstellar plane. If you want to use them, one energy stone can keep the mechas running for three months.

The magic weapon came from the realm of cultivation and was forged by a high-level weapon refiner. Even though it cannot withstand your torture, it is more than enough for a newcomer.

Mo Xiaoye pouted in dissatisfaction: "I say, system, why are the sign-ins divided into two directions? Can't you help me get things from the immortal realm, or even things from the interstellar realm?"

"Ding, the system cannot influence the host's sign-in reward. As I said before, no matter what you draw, it all depends on the host's luck."

Mo Xiaoye nodded: "Ah, I remember this, but it feels a bit awkward to look at these two prizes in different directions."

"Ding, aren't you preparing to go back? Maybe your country will need these, you don't know yet? Before you came to this world, the world you were in was already a little... sizzling..." For some reason, halfway through the conversation, the system's sound turned into a sizzling sound like the sound of electric current turning.

Mo Xiaoye's heart tightened: "System, system, what's wrong with you?" He was a little worried that the other party was going to break down.

"Ding, wrong judgment, ding, wrong report, ding, wrong... Ding, Ding!"

Mo Xiaoye was afraid that the other party would disappear: "Okay, stop dinging me, and take a rest first." Then how could she go home?

At this time, the dinging sound in Mo Xiaoye's mind disappeared. She stood up with some worry and walked around the room.

I thought to myself: "Oh, will this system break down? Will my way home be deviated? Can I still return to the original world?"

It's no wonder she was worried, because listening to the crackling sound of the system, she always felt uncomfortable and had a bad premonition in her heart.

What changes have taken place in the original world? Why can't the system tell us?

Didn’t God allow it to speak this time? Hey, what is going on?

The next day, Mo Xiaoye got up as soon as the sky was bright. She resisted the urge to call the system all night.

"system"

She called out exploratoryly, but she had no idea whether she would get a response from the system.

"Ding, host, good morning. There are still 30 days left before the 8-day travel voucher is issued. Would you like to sign in?" The system's voice returned to its original mechanical sound.

"System, did something happen to you last night? Why do I feel like your voice has changed?"

"Ding, the system cannot answer the question. Would you like to sign in?"

Mo Xiaoye frowned slightly: "Sign in."

"Ding, the host has signed in successfully. Congratulations on obtaining the power of the wilderness and the origin of light. There are 7 days left."

Note: The wild power comes from Hua Qiangu.

The origin of light, source unknown.

Mo Xiaoye looked at the introduction of the Origin of Light and rolled his eyes in his heart. It should be from Ultraman Warriors, right? He was already a God after all, so why did he need this thing?

Instead, it was the wild power that reminded her of the ending of Hua Qiangu.

Bai Zihua was killed by Hua Qiangu, but Qiangu was unwilling to let Bai Zihua commit suicide easily, so she transferred all her magic power to Bai Zihua, and at the same time cursed Bai Zihua to be immortal.

After Hua Qiangu passed on her skills, she vomited blood and died, but a wisp of her soul was rescued.

Sha Qianmo tried every means to send her into the cycle of reincarnation, but after her rebirth, Hua Qiangu was mentally handicapped.

Bai Zihua no longer served as the head of the sect, and no longer cared about the affairs of the world. He found Hua Qiangu and accepted her as his disciple.

Finally, Hua Qiangu, who had no memory of her past life, skipped and jumped in front with the palace bell, which kept echoing in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Mo Xiaoye shook his head. He was not as stupid as Qiangu. He did not want a master-disciple relationship. It was good enough for him to get along well with his master now. He was simply the heroine of Qiangu's tragic love. If it were not for Sha Qianmo, he, Bai Zihua, would definitely not spend a lot of mana to save Qiangu.

Qiangu, that fool, died in vain. She changed from being innocent and lively to being bewitched by Bai Zihua's beauty. She suffered so much and finally had to sacrifice her life. It was not worth it, very not worth it.

To cultivate to become an immortal, immortal and indestructible, wouldn't it be better to be alone? Why would you find someone to torture yourself?

Mo Xiaoye shook her head as she recalled the past. She quickly got up and walked outside, only to find that it was already noon.

Mo Xiaoya had already run out to play, and Luo Xiaoyan was not worried that anything would happen to him. After all, she was now a fairy, and she had not only her own marks on her body, but also those of Emperor Donghua and Tang Yu.

If anything happens, she can be easily found by the mark.

Grandma Mo was left in her room in the inn, meditating and practicing. I wonder if she was stimulated by something?

Originally, cultivation was very relaxing, but now Grandma Mo practices diligently whenever she has free time.

Mo Xiaoye naturally didn't know that when she was refining the thunder seed, Grandma Mo was stimulated by her and was able to rapidly improve her strength without practicing.

I can only spend more time practicing, trying not to think too much.

Emperor Donghua has already gone out, and no one knows what he is doing.

Mo Xiaoye also went out to play, but not long after he went out, he was spotted by a young man in a blue robe whom he often saw.

I followed her all the way. Since it was still morning, there were many people setting up stalls and buying vegetables here, so it was very noisy.

Mo Xiaoye really enjoyed walking on the street and listening to the bustling scene. Because there were so many people, he didn't know that there was someone following him, buying food as he walked.

The young man looked at her with increasingly passionate eyes, feeling waves of intimacy coming from him. Of course, his realm was not as high as Mo Xiaoye's, so he couldn't feel that the other person's blood was the same as his.

But the familiar feeling made Mo Jinliang couldn't help but rush up to ask the other party if he was also a time traveler and if there was any way to take him back?

Although Mo Xiaoye didn't pay much attention to it, she still felt the overly hot gaze.

Her spiritual sense instantly locked onto the other person. She was a little surprised. This person looked very familiar. He seemed to be an acquaintance. She racked her brains but couldn't remember who the other person was.

But seeing that he was walking along the same path as her, she wondered, "Who is this? Why does he look so familiar? The more I look at him, the more he looks like the face in my memory." Her eyes gradually became moist.

A picture of the man putting her on his shoulders, playing horse riding, buying her gifts without telling her mother, and on her birthday, taking her to the amusement park, riding the carousel, and the roller coaster. She reached out to wipe away the tears that were about to fall!

Walking towards the deserted alley! She wanted to see if it was that person, the one who had spoiled her since she was twelve years old.