Chapter 318: Cultivating Raiders Kings (1)

The pale golden light spots are like mist, and whenever Xia Qiu makes any progress in another world, strands of golden mist slowly enter this golden space.

When Xia Qiu's strategy mission was completed, as if he had received traction, the strands of golden mist were slowly absorbed by the man, and his body became solid again like an illusion.

"Peter, she's back."

The man opened his eyes and spoke lightly.

On this side, the milky white light returned to the cabin, the platform slowly floated up, Xia Qiu opened his eyes, and he came back as expected.

"Master, you know it before me." Peter's full crescent eyes flashed.

Peter himself is completely connected to the space capsule and the aircraft. Before it could sense it, the mysterious man here sensed it. It seemed that the man's recovery was much better.

"Well, see what she needs and try to satisfy it." The man's voice sounded directly in Peter's heart, and then he closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

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"Clear memory, 10%...30%...100%, clear memory successfully!"

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task! Qiuqiu, you are amazing!" Peter smiled and blinked.

Nodding his head, Xia Qiu first returned to his senses.

This time, she chose to rest in the cabin for three days.

In the training room, I trained my dance simulation again, and then I heard Peter say that the next world is ancient, so I went to popularize a lot of common sense about ancient times.

Three days later, it is to wear books again.

When the familiar white light bloomed in front of his eyes, Xia Qiu had become accustomed to this silent white world.

Then, when the white light subsided a little in front of her eyes, and before she could see the situation in front of her, Xia Qiu could already feel her hand being tightly clasped by both hands.

The hand that held her was extremely small and cold, and the voice calling her was terrifying.

"Mother concubine, Xiao Ye... What should Xiao Ye do?" With a crying voice and a milky voice, she looked like she was only five or six years old.

And when her vision gradually became clear, Xia Qiu realized that the person holding her was indeed a very small person.

The small body was warm, and it fell into her arms like that, burying her chin on her shoulder.

And she was kneeling on the cold floor of the palace. In the corner was a pot of extinguished fire paper, and the rustling gray embers fluttered in front of her eyes.

Looking into his arms, he saw a little emperor wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

"The plot was triggered successfully!"

The plot poured into his mind like a tide, Xia Qiu was stunned, and did not rush to receive the memory, but subconsciously hugged the little emperor in his arms tightly, and patted his back comfortably.

"Don't panic, the mother-in-law is here!" she said softly.

He called her mother-in-law, and it was always right to call herself mother-in-law! It's just that there is such a big child in wearing it, and it's a concubine in the palace, no... This should be the queen mother? This is, I don't know who she is attacking!

"Mother concubine, mother concubine." The little emperor called in a low voice, as if he was extremely dependent. After calling a few times, he sat up straight from Xia Qiu's arms.

At this moment, the palace door was closed, and the light from the outside came in through the cracks in the paper-pasted window, but Xia Qiu saw his appearance.

He wears a delicate Kowloon Golden Crown on his head, and his black hair is tied together, but his black eyes are like lacquer, and his eyes are a little red.

Although it looks like this face is made of pink and jade, from his outline, Xia Qiu can already foresee his outstanding handsome appearance in the future.

"Mother concubine, I hate Prince Rin! They all said... He killed the father!"

The young boy with a milky voice uttered hateful words word by word, his lips pursed tightly, and in the pure black and pure black eyes, the hatred burned so much that Xia Qiu couldn't help but be startled when he looked at it.

"Who did you listen to!" Subconsciously said this, Xia Qiu reacted, and immediately looked around the empty and deserted palace, making sure that there was no one around, and then immediately reached out and covered the mouth of the little emperor.

Looking at him, Xia Qiu's eyes were serious, but he also whispered.

"No matter who it is, I'll treat it like I haven't heard it before, understand?"

No matter what the cause of the emperor's death was, Xia Qiu could already see many things from the book, the series of fear and hatred of the little emperor.