Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

This is just the beginning; there's still a chance.

So Yuan Qingyou gave a casual reply and let the matter drop.

"Qingyou, let's keep going!"

In Li's mind, he had just gone through thick and thin with Yuan Qingyou, and the two of them had taken a step closer.

"it is good!"

In order to constantly provoke Luo Manxue and create friction between her and Li, thus sowing discord between them, Yuan Qingyou gladly walked alongside Li.

Luo Manxue looked at the two of them, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.

I desperately wanted to rush between them and forcefully separate them.

But... the thought of Li's gaze just now sent chills down her spine.

In the end, Luo Manxue forcibly suppressed the thoughts that were swirling in her mind.

We'll talk about it when we have the chance.

"Manxue, everyone is just after money. Please bear with it and don't ask about this anymore, lest it ruin the harmony!"

The monkey spirit walked up to Luo Manxue and put his arm around her shoulder.

His hand, slightly rough, slipped inadvertently onto Luo Manxue's chest as it rested on her shoulder.

Luo Manxue was very grateful to him for speaking up for her.

But in her heart, there was only Li; she wouldn't even glance at any other man.

What's more, this monkey spirit looks so strange.

She shoved the monkey away with a wave of her hand, glanced at him sideways with her upturned phoenix eyes, and walked straight ahead.

Even after being pushed away, the monkey spirit's hand still felt the softness of the touch from when he had just been caressed.

"Slut!"

He muttered a curse under his breath, his eyes lingering on Luo Manxue's pert buttocks.

And continue walking forward!

The ghostly figure remained by Luo Manxue's side like a spirit, without uttering a word.

Fatty San, carrying a large bag, followed silently behind everyone.

No one spoke; they walked silently forward.

Having just escaped unscathed, the group became more vigilant.

The brief encounter between Luo Manxue and Yuan Qingyou was just a minor incident. Everyone realized that this was not their own backyard, but the Qianling Mausoleum, which had remained untouched for centuries. The dangers within were only the beginning.

Nobody knows what will happen next.

"Do you think there might be something else here? Why is it that we haven't left a single footprint on this road that no one has trodden for thousands of years? And have you noticed that we've walked quite a distance, but the palace in front of us has remained in the same spot, and we haven't gotten any closer?"

Everyone looked at Fatty Three in surprise, who had been walking quietly at the back and hadn't even received any attention when they were in danger.

"You mean this place is haunted?"

Luo Manxue raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, "If there is, it would be even more interesting."

At that moment, her gaze seemed to casually sweep over Yuan Qingyou again.

“We’ve explored more than one or two tombs like this before, and we have indeed encountered ghosts before, but what Fatty San said is also true. It’s as if we’ve been going around in circles.”