Han Xiuchen and Qingming left shortly after they left.

A small car drove in from outside and slowly stopped not far from the flower bed.

The driver's seat of the car opened and a man in a white suit walked out of it.

Then he opened the door to the back seat of the car.

From the back seat, a woman wearing a light white dress first walked down.

She looked twenty-seven or eight years old, and her body exuded a strong mature atmosphere, her head was covered with long hair, and she had a gentle temperament.

She is Zhou Chi's mother, Zhou Yuer.

After Zhou Yuer got out of the car, she first nodded to the man, then reached out and held a woman's hand, allowing him to slowly walk out.

The little Zhou Chi who subconsciously ran to Zhou Yuer just called Zhou Yuer "Mom". When he saw Qingming walking out of the car, there was a flash of light in his eyes.

The whole person's breath also changed silently.

But neither Zhou Yuer nor the man noticed this change.

Only those eyes looked extremely dull and dull, seemed to notice it.

She tilted her head slightly, and her dull eyes looked at Xiao Zhouchi. To be precise, it was Qinghong, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, Qinghong's voice silently rippled in Qingming's mind: "What's wrong with you?"

Qinghong felt confused.

Qingming left Han Xiuchen, why did he suddenly get together with Zhou Yuer again?

It's impossible to say that they are two people.

Although their temperaments are completely different in their own feelings, their soul aura is exactly the same.

So he didn't believe they were two.

But if you say that you are alone, you shouldn't be.

At the Qingming Festival, even if Han Xiuchen restored the entire world of cultivation and led to her history being restored, she had the ability to block out her historical traces.

Even if she doesn't want to block it, she and the real one should be united.

So, no matter what he thought, he felt he was becoming more and more confused.

Qingming was not surprised that Qinghong's voice echoed out of thin air in his mind.

Even now she was still an ordinary person and didn't know what was going on. She seemed to be her natural magical power as if gathering qi and transmitting voice. She naturally responded to Qinghong: "So you have seen me, so everything is easy to discuss. Qinghong, how about doing something for me?"

Qinghong became more and more confused as she heard what Qingming said, but when he heard what Qingming said, he still smiled coldly: "Why should I do something for you? What are you?"

Although he is still extremely confused now, it is undeniable that this Qingming is the Qingming just now.

But it is undeniable that Qingming in front of me is an ordinary person, far from being as good as the Qingming just now.

So, why do you want to give her face?

What is she worthy of, and she can give her face and do something for her.

"What am I? I'm not. I'm a human, just a woman."

Qingming responded to Qinghong with a smile, and said slowly: "As for what I want you to do for me, you agree if you agree, and you have to agree if you don't agree."

After the words came, Qingming stretched out his hand to touch Qinghong's head like an elder.

The moment her hand touched Qinghong's head, Qinghong suddenly felt the boundless darkness covering her.

I even felt like I was about to be pulled out of Zhou Chi's body.

"How is it possible..."

Qinghong couldn't help but whisper in a low voice.

Qingming obviously did nothing, but when she touched herself, she actually felt unsolvable pressure from Qingming.

He could not understand why it was so terrifying that it was only the Qingming Festival of ordinary people.

It is terrifying, as if Qingming is the most powerful and terrifying existence in this world.

It was like the entire Dao, which was not worth mentioning in her eyes.

"Be obedient and don't let me down."

Qingming's hand slowly dropped from Qinghong's head, then smiled at Zhou Yu'er, and said softly: "Yu'er, I'll go back first, I'll come to play with you next time."

When Zhou Yuer heard this, she nodded, and then asked Qingming again: "Do you want me to send you back?"

"No, there's red makeup."

When Qingming heard this, he sat in the back seat with Zhou Yuer's support.

The man in a white suit closed the car door, opened the driver's seat and sat down.

Qinghong, who was still dizzy, heard what Qingming said and subconsciously looked into the car.

When his eyes passed through the car window and saw Shen Hongzhuang sitting with Qingming in the back seat of the car, he was a little surprised at first.

And when Shen Hongzhuang noticed that he was looking at him, turned his head and looked at him, the moment when he turned his head and looked at him, the blue rainbow suddenly fell into an ice cave.

“The Avenue…”

In a daze, Qinghong didn't know what words should be used to express her current emotions.

To describe it as shock, it seems not enough.

To describe it incredible, it seems not enough.

Anyway, it's like the words in the world, and no one can express his mood at this moment.

In the car, Shen Hongzhuang waved her hand to Zhou Yuer and signaled the driver to drive.

When the car slowly drove out of the community, Shen Hongzhuang leaned on the seat and watched seriously with a book in her hand.

At the same time, she said to Qingming in a voice that seemed to be somewhat emotional: "Do you think he can do it?"

"If he can't do it, then I'll talk about it later."

After hearing Shen Hongzhuang's inquiry, Qingming was silent for a moment and started talking.

The choice of Qinghong to do something was carefully considered by her.

In a sense, Qinghong is the most suitable thing now.

Of course, if Qinghong can't do that, then he can only think of another way.

Even if you may not think of any solution at that time, you must come up with a solution.

After all, time seems to be getting more and more urgent for them.

Their time is much more urgent than Han Xiuchen's time now.

He can still do what Han Xiuchen wants to do slowly, because all of them are under his control.

But what they have to do is not.

Because this kind of thing is not under their control at all. Once the time comes, no matter how close it is to succeed, it will be a failure.

It can even be said that by then all the efforts will be wasted.

Moreover, they didn't have the chance to start over again, so they planned anything again.

At that time, I can only accept my fate.
Chapter completed!