Unfortunately, for the spirit body, bathing is a luxury.
So Yihongyuan took advantage of the situation and developed this special material of pajamas and bath towels. After being wrapped in it, the spirit body can be transformed into a physical object. Let the ghosts also have the refreshing feeling of a hot bath, and by mistake, it also gave Yuan Qingli a chance.
After calming down his breathing, Yuan Qingli felt a little more at ease, knowing that he had made the right bet.
She took off the bath towel, and there was nothing underneath, just a puddle of light green liquid stuck to the ground.
Turning around, she took the bath towel and covered the mirror directly. She didn't smash it directly. After all, she didn't know if the fragments would pose any other dangers.
After dealing with this, Yuan Qingli lay on the bed again.
I have to say, this girl is very nervous.
There are less than five minutes left before half an hour.
Guessing that she couldn't sleep, Yuan Qingli picked up her pajamas, cut off a small piece, tied it to the front of the scissors, and carried it in her arms.
Now, she's going straight out to find the props.
The corridor was still dusty. The ghost next door just came over and didn't take away any dust.
With a lethal weapon in his arms, Yuan Qingli felt more at ease and ran directly to the stairs and down to the 12th floor.
Compared with the 13th floor, this floor is quite lively, with ghosts coming and going, all with spring faces.
Yuan Qingli was so embarrassed that she almost got cancer. But she was the only one who was embarrassed, the other ghosts didn't care about her existence at all.
What will the props be?
At a glance, there was no place to hide anything in the entire corridor, let alone a moving cabinet or suitcase.
As I walked and looked, the light in front of my eyes lit up.
Yuan Qingli was overjoyed. It took no effort to get it. The highlight showed that the prop was actually not far ahead.
Then my head was filled with questions. Is there a ghost in front of me?
Oh, there really is a ghost...
Yuan Qingli ran forward with doubts, and the doubts in Yuan Qingli's heart turned into shock.
"Tao...props?"
But when she saw a green boy standing in front of her, the yellow dots in front of her eyes flashed more intensely.
Yuan Qingli never expected that this prop was actually a person!
His face was handsome, with pointed eyebrows and starry eyes, white skin and red lips, and a slightly fluttering green robe. Just standing there made him feel very pleasant, oh no, it was pleasing to the eye.
He looks about eighteen or nineteen years old.
This attire and temperament are somewhat reminiscent of those of the ancients, right? He also held a delicate long sword in his arms.
Yuan Qingli originally wanted to call her handsome brother, but after thinking about it, she decided to call him——
"Hello, handsome guy. May I ask your name?"
After she asked, she waited for several seconds without hearing a response.
The young man stared intently at Yuan Qingli, but remained silent.
"??"
Just as Yuan Qingli was wondering whether this beautiful boy was cold or mute, the voice of the system suddenly sounded in her mind.
[Should initial props be bound? 】
yes.
Yuan Qingli responded in her heart.
[Congratulations to the player for binding the initial prop "Sword Immortal Mu Yingshan", I wish you a happy game~]
sword! Fairy!
He is so awesome at such a young age and so handsome!
The most important thing is that this guy is her prop, rounding it all off, he is her teammate!
Wouldn’t it be casual to clear the game in the future? This golden finger is so happy to open.
At this moment, Yuan Qingli's heart was filled with excitement.
[How do players want the props to address you? Please name it. 】
Yuan Qingli thought that the props were always in the backpack, so it wouldn't be a problem to call them anything.
But, calling him master is too tacky. Since he is a swordsman, he should call himself...
"Little fairy." It's not an exaggeration.
[The title is generated. 】
After completing these two small things together, the system became silent again.
Yuan Qingli blinked and found that the props on the opposite side didn't move at all.
By the way, why is this swordsman so motionless and not talking?
She thought for a while, and based on her experience in playing games, she walked over and poked the prop's cheek. It was soft and slightly cool.
Will any more information be dropped?
She was looking forward to it.
