Get the resurrection scroll, and eat melons and meat after entering the book

But turning her gaze, Wu Qing saw that the former's fist was shaking against the wall. This man was really angry!

He looked more excited than the emperor.

The former's voice remained calm as he spoke slowly, "I thought Your Majesty was unaware of my evil ambitions. Now that Your Majesty has seen through them, how can you still allow me to live?"

The emperor's hand, which was pressing the former's arm, slowly moved to the back of his neck, and his fingers tightened. Wu Qing thought he was going to break the male model's neck, and she was so scared that she was about to close her eyes.

But the emperor laughed softly and said in a hoarse voice: "Alive, of course I have to live. If I'm not alive, how can I have fun?" His tone was already tinged with lust as he spoke.

Wu Qing was stunned. She wanted to say: You dog emperor, can’t you see that your family is about to explode with anger?

And there’s a living person watching here… Never mind, they probably can’t see me.

Wu Qing wanted to find a place to hide quietly. She was afraid that if she suddenly showed up and was discovered by the two men, they would join forces and kill her to silence her.

At this time, she had given up her confidence in being a human being, and couldn't figure out whether she was a ghost or a monster, so it was not surprising that she could show up.

She caught a glimpse of a screen to the side and behind her and thought it would be safer to hide there.

Just as he turned around and wanted to hide behind the screen, he found himself standing on the mossy stone path again.

what happened?

Only then did she realize that she was still holding the empty tray in her hand, and the pen and ink she was about to pick up were still lying on the ground.

When she was eating melon in that unknown room just now, was it because she didn't notice it or didn't have the tray in her hand? Wu Qing couldn't remember for a moment.

He stared at the tray with extremely fine workmanship and became dazed again.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of the two people arguing again, and Wu Qing subconsciously turned around to see -

The man who was pressed against the wall still said in a calm tone: "Your Majesty, please let me go." His voice sounded neither happy nor sad, but Wu Qing saw that his hands raised above his head were open, and his five fingers were digging into the wall with such great force that his nails and knuckles were white.

It seemed that he was extremely angry, but he was worried about something and didn't want to make any louder noises.

The emperor said, "Even if your heart is not here, I still want your body..." His words became whispered.

"Your Majesty...just kill me!" The male model's tone was cold and there was no trace of desire in his words.

Wu Qing heard the sound of his teeth grinding. He was trying his best to control himself, but it seemed that he was either cautious or injured, so neither his voice nor his movements made much noise.

Wu Qing was so distressed that she wanted to go up and pull that dog emperor apart.

Although the male model tried hard not to make any loud noise, some sound still came out.

Suddenly, someone outside the room spoke: "Your Majesty, is there something wrong?"

The Dog Emperor let go and replied, "Nothing."

And his other hand was already moving down on the male model...

Even when reading crappy novels with two male protagonists, Wu Qing felt that the author did not write in enough detail and would leave a message: Please explain in detail.

But she didn't dare to look at the real weapons, and subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands.

Then I thought about it again. It was delivered to my door. If I didn't look at it, I would feel itchy again. I wanted to take another look through the gaps between my fingers. Just take a look...

Why am I on the mossy path again?

No, the hand is still on the eyes, there is no tray in the hand!

Wu Qing was stunned and slowly stretched out her hands to look carefully.

But as I stretched out my hands, the tray was in my hands again! !

She was startled, so startled that she almost screamed.

I didn't shout out simply because I was so scared that even my voice was choked and I couldn't shout out.

In addition to being shocked, Wu Qing felt that she discovered that the voice was always behind her, so when she turned around, she saw the two people, and as soon as she turned around, they came out of the room.

It’s not entirely correct. This time she didn’t turn around. She just stood there and left.

Is it someone else who controls my entry and exit, or am I in control? Where is the on/off switch?

Suddenly, Wu Qing had a flash of inspiration and understood - this water mirror for eating melons is audited, and when the two men take the initiative and are serious, she will be thrown out ruthlessly.

So, now that we know how we got out, the next question is, how did we get into the pig racing scene?

Wu Qing wanted to try again, so she slowly turned around - still on the path with plants on both sides.

Turn around again - still on the trail.

Maybe she should turn faster? She turned around very quickly and looked again. She was still on the path.

Could it be that the two of them were arguing before they could enter? It was possible, but it wasn't certain.

What the hell is going on? I'm so annoyed by the lack of a guide!

Wu Qing was wondering when she suddenly heard a sound from behind.

As soon as I turned my head, before I even turned around, I saw the two men fighting. It was a real fight, with real punches hitting flesh, not a fight between goblins.

Against the backdrop of a pitch-black wall, a wheat-skinned male model with a diver's physique is fighting with the emperor.

This tense scene is something I have never seen even in short videos!

The two men in ancient costumes, both over 180cm tall, exuded a healthy aura that made Wu Qing particularly excited.

The shirtless male model here is even better looking than the one in the short video. The sweat on his skin is like the sun intentionally outlining distinct lines on his tight muscles. His skin is a little rough, like matte sandpaper.

Every movement he made revealed an indescribable power, especially with the scars on his body, which made him look even more feral.

He took two steps forward, and the ground shook slightly.

With every gesture, he is like a horse on the grassland, about to gallop across the boundless sky.

He threw a straight punch, whistling with the sound of wind, but he did not lose control...

It’s hard to say how they are similar, but what comes to Wu Qing’s mind is the strength and flexibility of Mongolian wrestlers.

The love-brained emperor had a handsome face and fair skin, but he was also a tall and strong man. Facing such a fierce attack, he was not at all panicked, and it seemed that his fighting spirit was even more aroused.

He slashed with his palm, making a sound of wind.

What Wu Qing saw was a large hand with distinct joints and long, white fingers...

The two men were fighting fiercely, but she couldn't understand what was happening and could only admire these two living beings.

She had only seen Mongolian wrestling on the Inner Mongolia channel on TV, so she couldn't understand what the two were fighting about. It didn't look entirely like wrestling.

The emperor used his equally excellent physical fitness to cleverly resolve the attacks of the wheat-skinned male model time and time again, while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

The two's offensive and defensive transitions were so fast that Wu Qing was dazzled.

During a close combat, the male model suddenly used a "tripping" move with obvious Mongolian wrestling characteristics, trying to throw his opponent to the ground.

The emperor's reaction was equally quick. With his amazing sense of balance and strength, he managed to steady his body, and counterattacked, bringing the situation back to equilibrium.

The male model and the emperor were both martial artists. Wu Qing couldn't understand why, but she was already very satisfied just looking at their figures.

Oh, the muscle lines on the back!

Haha, the stretching of muscles when the arms exert force!

And the pectoral muscles... In general, it's just a layer of muscle on the skeleton. It's not too big or scary, but very even and beautiful!