The regent's little Jiaojiao is so troublesome

Chapter 1109 Are we sharing weal and woe?

Wang Song also dug with his mouth and feet.

Bai Yingying was dripping with sweat, looked at Wang Song and said with a smile: "It seems that I am stupid, after all, I still need you to help me with your short legs."

It took the two of them more than half an hour to finally dig Bai Yingying out of the sand. Bai Yingying was so tired that she lay on the sand on her back, looking at the slightly dark sky, fascinated.

Wang Song followed Bai Yingying's example and lay on his back beside her: "Ancestor, let me tell you before the system shuts itself down, if I can break the situation in the City of Illusions this time, I can go home."

Bai Yingying turned her head to look at him: "Is all tasks completed?"

Wang Song nodded: "It should be."

Bai Yingying asked again: "What is the city of fantasy?"

Wang Song: "The Shen family built a fantasy city in this desert. If a person enters the fantasy city, he will forget everything within seven days and let them manipulate him."

"Huh?" Bai Yingying sat up in shock: "There is such a witchcraft?"

Wang Song also sat up and nodded: "They also captured the author of this book, the woman Wei Da, into the city of fantasy, and they have a script and a magical pen, as long as the woman Wei Da general they want The plot of the story is written on it, and in this city of illusions, it will become real."

"So evil?"

"It's that evil."

Bai Yingying frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly said "Oops": "Then, the sandstorm just now was also caused by them. They deliberately separated me from my husband, it's too bad..."

Wang Song hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

Bai Yingying stood up whizzingly: "My husband must have been taken away by them. They will erase my husband's memory and bring the plot back to the original state again."

Wang Song nodded: "That's exactly what they plan to do."

Bai Yingying looked down at Wang Song: "Song Song, how can I enter the city of fantasy?"

Wang Song: "This should already be a city of fantasy."

"That's right." Bai Yingying thought for a while, and then asked, "How can I find my husband?"

"I don't know." Wang Song shook his head, he thought for a while, and then said, "Maybe you can find your man by following your feelings."

Now the two of them have nothing to do, they can only follow what Wang Song said and follow their feelings.

However, the wonder of the City of Illusions is that everyone in it may see completely different scenes.

Now Bai Yingying and Wang Song, what they see is the yellow sand all over the mountains and plains, and there is no end in sight. How can it look like a city?
Fortunately, there was room. When it was dark, Bai Yingying took out the tent and the two of them rested inside.

Wang Song lay on his back in the tent, looking at the pitch-black roof of the tent with his small round eyes, "quack" said with a smile: "Ancestor, do we share weal and woe?"

Bai Yingying nodded: "It's not just sharing weal and woe? It's a life and death friendship."

Wang Song immediately came over: "Ancestor, you can't go back anyway, I will go back this time, and I will inherit your things."

Bai Yingying turned her head and rolled her eyes at him, then said angrily: "Okay, as long as you have the ability."

Wang Song immediately said: "Then you have to give me a token."

Bai Yingying spread her hands: "I was caught by the system while I was sleeping, and I was a soul traveler. Where can I get any tokens?"

Just as Wang Song was thinking, Bai Yingying was so sleepy that she fell asleep with the quilt on her side.

(End of this chapter)