e was a little nervous.
In everyone’s gaze, he looked around for a while, and finally put his left hand on Lao Fei. Old Fei twisted his body uncomfortably and sneezed.
Immediately afterwards, the boy’s whisper sounded.
There are a total of sixteen short syllables. They overlap in Ye Qingxuan’s throat, either thick or ethereal, matching the rhythm of breathing, just like rehearsing countless times, and spread out smoothly and naturally.
Just like the faint chirp of a string, it melts into the air when it blurs out, leaving only an indistinguishable reverberation.
Sweat oozes from Ye Qingxuan’s forehead, and in his heart, inexplicable power draws a new outline.
It is like rainbow lights dancing in the dark night, intertwined with each other, transforming into the shape of runes.
Is this the so-called “feel”?
The outline of the rune is clearer than 西安夜生活网 ever! The impulse from the soul drove him to recite the syllables.
Immediately afterwards, the ether is coming together!
Those lights that shone like stars lit up from the pitch black, undulating and gathered towards his right hand. He struggled to control the setbacks and heights of the syllables, making them converge in the right place.
It was only a few seconds, but it was extremely long in perception.
Immediately afterwards, a faint silver light flashed from Ye Qingxuan’s right hand and disappeared without a trace. The study was still silent, but everyone’s breathing stopped for a while.
Ye Qingxuan’s left hand was still holding Lao Fei, but under his right hand appeared a big golden retriever dog like it!
The same golden hair, the same big cracked mouth, the same arrogant look, and the 新西安夜网 noodles on the nose hanging from the noon leftover noodles are
like carved out of a mold, Old Fei was stunned. Leaning over, looking at the dog making the same action as himself, he twisted his body and lifted his chin, but when it came to the other side, his eyes were disappointed.
Because this dog, which looks exactly the same as Lao Fei, has no thickness