Feng Mian took it and asked a little strangely: "What kind of fruit is this? Where did you pick it?"

She didn't see any fruits or anything like that along the way.

She picked it up and looked at it carefully, but did not eat it immediately.

This fruit looks a bit like a cherry tomato, but is a little bigger than a cherry tomato.

"The holy fruit is very good. It was not picked." An Nuan explained.

"Holy fruit? Since you didn't pick this fruit, where did you get it from?"

Feng Mian asked doubtfully.

An Nuan said: "There are a lot of things to take here."

She touched her back, and Feng Mian knew that was where her tattoo was.

Ok?
Feng Mian was confused, "Isn't this your tattoo? How can you get something inside the tattoo?"

Ah Nuan waved her hands after hearing her words, "Okay, there is a place, it's big and endless."

silent.

"Is there a place? So what does the place you mentioned look like?"

Feng Mian didn't quite understand what she said.

As if to prove that what he said was true, An Nuan nodded immediately, "Yes, there is a lot of land there, which is full of holy fruits and food. There is a lot of it. I was beaten before, so I eat these."

Feng Mian probably understood what she meant.

When she was beaten by the boss in the slave market, she relied on these things to survive from the boss.

But she still didn't understand why A Nuan was touching the tattoo on her back.

Just when she was about to ask, Feng Mian suddenly remembered the portable space she had seen in novels before.Some portable spaces are hidden in a certain mark on the body. Is it possible that A Nuan also has such a portable space?
Feng Mian felt that this possibility was very high and asked patiently: "A Nuan, is the place you mentioned hidden in your tattoo? You can go in every time you want to."

A Nuan nodded.

Feng Mian's expression became serious. He held her hand and said, "A Nuan, you can't tell anyone about this in the future. As long as you know it yourself, no one else can tell it, you know?"

She said it very seriously and used some strength on her hands. A Nuan felt the pain and nodded immediately.

After receiving her assurance, Feng Mian calmed down. An Nuan pointed at the holy fruit and said, "Sister, you will feel better if you eat it."

Feng Mian glanced at her, ate the holy fruit, and then said: "You can't tell others about your tattoo, and you can't just take out this holy fruit and give it to others to eat, you know?"

A Nuan listened to her very much.

While the two were talking, Qing Ling walked in with food.

"A Nuan is here too. Then I'll go down and bring up another bowl of rice."

Qing Ling didn't know that An Nuan was here, so he only brought food for her and Feng Mian.

"An Nuan, come on, sit down and eat together."

The three of them had a simple meal, and An Nuan went back to his room. Qing Ling went to talk to Mr. Zhou about the next itinerary.

Feng Mian was lying on the bed, with questions in her mind.

The portable space is a bit mythical, but their visit this time was affected by the magnetic field of the meteorite. There are no immortal cultivators in this continent. It is strange that A Nuan has this portable space.

Feng Mian didn't know for a moment whether they were in a scientific world or a metaphysical world.

Moreover, the tattoo on An Nuan's body was related to the map inside the jade pendant, which puzzled her even more.

She tossed and turned on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep. When Qing Ling came back, she happened to see her staring at the ceiling with her big eyes open.


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