But Su Qinwu was so angry that Chongyuan treated her like this, and said depressedly: "You can let go of your spirit, but you have to cash out the ninth-level silver dragon meat to me first!"

Chongyuan agreed happily.

A moment later, Chongyuan appeared in front of Su Qinwu like a flowing light. His noble but simple moonlight seemed to be flowing with moonlight. His facial features were beautiful and uninvited, and his eyes were deep as if there were thousands of stars inward. As soon as he appeared, everything lost its color.

Su Qinwu hummed.

For the sake of this face, she decided to forgive him for two days.

Chongyuan walked up to her and took the initiative to take her hand: "Let's go and eat the ninth-level silver dragon meat now."

His hands were very warm, and a heat flowed from where his palms were holding each other, which made her feel wrapped in tenderness. She suddenly felt that it was good to let the deity replace the spirit body to accompany her.

Su Qinwu pulled her hand back from his grasp, and when he turned to see him, she jumped onto his back and leaned into his ear and said, "I don't want to leave anymore, can you carry me?"

Chongyuan held her body with his backhand, and smiled slightly: "Okay."

After walking for a while, she found that he did not plan to enter Xiaoshi Space but headed towards the city gate of the secret realm. She couldn't help but wonder: "Do you want to eat in the secret realm?"

Chongyuan pinched her finger and played with it: "Well, there are everything in this city."

Su Qinwu was a little curious: "What city is this?"

Chongyuan's thin lips slightly opened: "Jiacheng."

Su Qinwu was slightly stunned. She seemed to have seen this name somewhere-

Before she could recall where she had seen it, Chongyuan explained: "The city located between the eighteenth realms and the holy realms."

Su Qinwu suddenly remembered.

She accidentally read the information in ancient books when she was looking for sword information in the General Prayer Hall of the Eighteen Domain, but because it had nothing to do with the information she was looking for, she did not take a closer look, and glanced at it and put it aside.

Thinking of the description of Jiacheng in ancient books, she was a little confused: "Don't Jiacheng only exist in legends?"

Chongyuan said lightly: "It has really existed."

Su Qinwu couldn't help but look into the street: "Then they-"

Chongyuan looked at her with his eyes down: "As you thought."

So, is this really a mirage?

Su Qinwu's eyes were rounded.

She was a little curious about whether the mirage was exactly the same as the real one, but she couldn't help but worry when she saw that the pedestrians were dressed so old.

Their outfits are incompatible. Will they be beaten out as aliens when they enter the city?

Just as he was thinking, Chongyuan freed up his hand, and there was an old-fashioned dress in his hand: "If you don't mind, you can wear mine."

Su Qinwu jumped off his back in surprise and grabbed his clothes. After opening it, she found that the style was somewhat similar to those of pedestrians in the city, but was more exquisite and luxurious than theirs.

The moonlight is the main color, and the scarlet color is bordered. Since it is elegant and refined, it is also ostentatious, it looks like the clothes of an eighteen-year-old boy.

Su Qinwu couldn't help but sigh at his considerate: "Did you prepare it in advance?"

Chongyuan said: "No, this is my clothes from 100,000 years ago."

Su Qinwu: “…”

Old antique!

She suddenly realized something and looked up at the city: "So, now this city was also a scene of 100,000 years ago?"

Chongyuan nodded: "Yes."

Su Qinwu entered Xiaoshi Space to change her clothes. When she came out, she saw Chongyuan still wearing Yuejin's robe when they first met. Just as she was about to ask him to go in and change, a dazzling golden light flashed through him, and the style of the Yuejin robe was exactly the same as hers!

Clothes can not only be automatically worn, but also automatically change them.

I can only say that it is indeed Chongyuan.

Chongyuan held her hand and walked towards the city gate.

The city gate is guarded.

Chongyuan took out a token from somewhere. When the city gate guard saw it, he respectfully invited them into the city.

Su Qinwu looked at Chongyuan and then at the guards, her eyes full of surprise.

Chongyuan handed her the token: "This is the Divine Realm Order, and it was from 100,000 years ago."

Su Qinwu was even more surprised: "You can't carry everything from 100,000 years ago with you?"

Chongyuan laughed: "What I want, whether it is in the Divine Realm or the First Realm, I can get it with my hand."

Su Qinwu: “…”

Well, her cultivation limits her imagination.

If you ask her again, you will be timid.

Chongyuan took her to a restaurant in the city and asked her: "What else do you want to eat except for the ninth-level silver dragon meat?"

Su Qinwu didn't know what dishes would be in Jiacheng 100,000 years ago, so she didn't dare to speak casually, so she could only ask him: "What's delicious here?"

Chongyuan raised his hand and brushed across the table. The handwriting immediately appeared on the table, which was the menu of the restaurant.

Su Qinwu glanced roughly and found that the ninth-level silver dragon was just ordinary.

Because, the worst ingredients in the menu are all eighth-level ingredients.

Level 9 can only be considered ordinary food.

The prices are slightly higher than the ninth level.

In addition to the ninth-level silver dragon, Su Qinwu also ordered Yuchichi Soup, braised Tianlu Tendon and Jiuxia Fruit, and Chongyuan also ordered three. His fingers poked directly on the characters, and the characters flew to the restaurant's kitchen.

After clicking, he raised his hand and whipped it again, and all the remaining handwriting disappeared.

Su Qinwu felt like Liu Laolao who had walked into the Grand View Garden. No matter what she saw, she felt particularly magical: "It was so convenient to order food in Jiacheng 100,000 years ago. It was not done by Fengyun and the 19th Domain after 100,000 years. Isn't it too backward?"

Chongyuan agreed: "It's indeed a bit."

Su Qinwu glanced at him: "Is this your responsibility?"

Chongyuan did not refute: "That's right."

Su Qinwu actually wanted to hear him explain the reason, but when she saw that he had no intention of speaking, she couldn't ask any more, so she focused on something else.

The restaurant served the dishes very quickly. After a while, all six dishes and one soup were served.

Su Qinwu rolled her eyes when she blew her chopsticks.

Logically speaking, mirages are illusions, and everything should not be real, but Su Qinwu truly felt the spiritual energy contained in the ingredients when eating vegetables.

It is almost no difference from the ninth-level silver dragon she ate in the Eighteenth Domain.

If so, the spiritual energy here is better and the taste is more beautiful!

Su Qinwu looked at Chongyuan in disbelief: "How did you do it?"

Chongyuan grabbed a piece of braised deer tendon and reached it to her lips. When she opened her mouth and bit it, she chuckled and said, "Do you still remember the scene of Meng Jiao?"

puff!

Su Qinwu spurted out the braised deer tendons on the spot.

Chongyuan reacted quickly, and the divine light at his fingertips moved slightly, and the braised Tianlu tendons fell into her plate.

Su Qinwu looked at the direction where the braised deer tendons were sprayed out and patted her chest with lingering fear. If he had slower reaction, this thing would have directly patted him on the face.

Sin.

However, he is the culprit!

Su Qinwu stared at him in anger: "Why are you talking about this?"

Chongyuan used a veil to help her wipe the braised juice from the corners of her lips, and said leisurely: "Dreams can become real, and mirages can be of course."
Chapter completed!