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

Wu Qing was daydreaming and didn't understand what was going on, so the male model won.

The male model supported himself against the dark wall with one hand and held down the dog emperor with the other.

She was looking at the particularly glaring scar on the male model’s back. Back?!

This guy is so lucky. No matter what weapon it was, if it had hit his heart from this position, he would have been dead. How could he still be alive?

The emperor closed his eyes, a sarcastic smile on his lips. I don't know if he was sure that the male model wouldn't kill him, or for some other reason, but he said in a brisk voice: "Even with my overwhelming power, I can't win your sincerity. I've made a mistake. Just kill me!"

Wu Qing was stunned, watching the muscles on the male model's waist vibrate twice (yes, she was staring at the male model's thin waist), and she turned her eyes upwards, wanting to see the male model's face.

But she forgot that she was standing behind the male model and could only see the back of his head when she looked up.

The male model was originally looking at the dog emperor intently, but he moved at this moment.

Wu Qing thought he was going to attack her, but she actually turned her head to the side, as if she was trying her best to hold back her cough.

She was just thinking, is he vomiting blood out of anger? Then she saw a trace of blood oozing from the corner of the male model's mouth, and he quickly raised his hand to wipe it away.

She felt unwell. How could such a fresh and healthy body vomit blood?

What? It's fine if I don't have a map, but how could I actually witness such a ridiculous plot?

Did I travel through time and space in a book? Thinking about the books I've read recently, there's no such plot.

Besides, if you are not the protagonist in the book, you can at least have a female supporting role.

This is obviously a story with two male protagonists, why did I travel through time? I can't be just a supporting role, right?

Don’t mention it, don’t mention it, with my lazy personality, even if I transmigrated into a book, I would at most be a supporting role.

The more Wu Qing thought about it, the more she felt that this was possible.

She had no script or map. No matter where she ended up, her clothes were too sloppy and she was just a mediocre extra.

She had just been thinking about the passing of time when she suddenly realized something was wrong. What was she thinking about? Shouldn't she be thinking about how to save her life right now?

Other people’s joys and sorrows… just watch, it’s none of her business.

Wu Qing turned to leave, but before she left, she overheard someone say, "Your Majesty has finally seen clearly that I am just a seductive and flattering minister..."

Wu Qing really agreed with this. Looking at that figure, if she were the master, she would also be willing to be seduced. Who wouldn't be?

Then she was sure that if she wanted to get out of the room, it would only take her a turn.

Wu Qing thought about ignoring that pair of idiots. After all, if they were the two male protagonists, it wouldn't be so easy for one of them to die.

The novel she is following, even if it is completed to the end, it will have more than 500,000 words. This is just the beginning, so let the two of them suffer for now!

Study what you can see with this melon-eating water moon mirror. Is it possible that you can see whatever you want, but you can only see but not pass through?

She decided to try again.

Wu Qing thought: Where did you get this ink?

After thinking it over twice, I turned around...

Still on the original path.

Don't give up, turn again...

Still nothing!

It seems that it is impossible to let this broken Shuiyuejing lead the way.

Wu Qing stomped her foot on the ground, picked up the pens and ink on the ground, put them on the tray, picked it up and walked along the road.

As for how far we can go, we can only take it one step at a time.

I was so shocked that I didn't notice it just now, but now as I walk I realize that my clothes are quite dirty and a little wet.

Holding the tray in one hand, he touched his head and face with the other, which was also a little wet.

It seems that he not only fell, but also fell into a puddle.

After walking along the road for a while, I saw a fork in the road ahead.

I was just trying to figure out which way to go when I suddenly heard footsteps.

Wu Qing was overjoyed, thinking that she had finally met someone.

But I saw a few girls coming up a wider road ahead. Apart from guessing that they were palace maids, I couldn't guess anything else.

The predecessor did not leave any clues, so Wu Qing had no idea who these people were.

Just by looking at their demeanor, I guessed that the two people walking in front, one tall and one short, should be the ones in charge, so I hurriedly stood by the roadside and pretended to be a quail.

Quail was just pretending, deep down she just wanted to get to know more people.

I only got a body from the previous owner, without any additional information, and without knowing many people. How can I survive here?

She stole a glance at the people approaching, and saw that some of the people behind them were holding things like boxes in their hands.

Wu Qing didn't know who was coming, but when she got closer, she saw that the palace maid who was slightly shorter than her was a beauty.

Her facial features and figure were outstanding among all the palace maids.

Anyone shorter than her would look petite. She had a pretty complexion, crescent-shaped eyebrows, and spring-like almond-shaped eyes.

However, she didn't expect that when the beautiful palace maid saw him, she was shocked the moment her eyes met his, and even her facial expression became unnatural.

Wu Qing knew that her clothes were in disarray after the fall, but she didn't expect it to be so scary.

The expression of the frightened beautiful palace maid could even be described as horror.

Wu Qing thought: Is it really that serious? It's like encountering a ghost.

The palace maid's skin was originally as white as snow, but now she was so frightened that her face had turned pale and bloodless.

A fox-eyed maidservant standing by, slightly taller than Wu Qing, said, "Shameless thing! I asked you to get a pen for the master, and you disappeared. Where have you been hiding?"

Why does this person curse people as soon as she opens her mouth? Her mouth is really as mean as her eyes.

When Wu Qing heard the words "take up the pen", she knew they were talking about her and quickly replied, "The ground was slippery after the rain, so I fell."

She couldn't just say she didn't know where to send it and was just wandering around aimlessly.

The beautiful palace maid who had been frightened by herself earlier said, "Why did she fall for no reason?" with a look of worry on her face.

Wu Qing acted weak, tears welling up in her eyes as she said pitifully, "I was walking down that path up ahead when I slipped on some moss and fell, and got a bump on my head."

I thought to myself, it seems I can win this guy's sympathy. He's a good person, just a little timid. Even when I was almost scared to tears, he still cared about how I fell.

The fox-eyed maid glared at him, "You are the only one who has so many stories, one after another. You are just a third-rank maid in charge of flowers and plants, and you dare to show yourself in front of the master.

I sent you to get something, and you took it to the bridge. Don't you even look after yourself? Are you worthy enough to offend your master?