Quick Transmigration: My Host Drags to Heaven

Chapter 322 This Actress’ Forces Are Exploding 1
Qingchi returned to the original plane, and came to the area she marked out. She stayed in the previous plane not long ago, and the spiritual energy produced by the core of the holy city is not too much.

Throwing the water spirit orb in her hand on the core of the holy city, she took it out and felt the lack of aura in this plane, and the water spirit orb, which was struggling violently, immediately clung to the core of the holy city and couldn't get off up.

Throwing out the water spirit bead, Qingchi planned the area and asked the water spirit bead to build a large lake in the center to slowly infiltrate the soil.

Seeing the Shui Lingzhu slanting outwards, Qingchi ignored it and turned back to his palace.

"System, rest for a few days, and then go to the next plane. Is there a plane related to the power of nirvana?" Qing Chi slumped himself into the large chair and asked the system lazily.

[Not yet, but there is something wrong with one plane. It is under observation. The host can rest for a while, and proceed with the task after confirming the situation of the plane. 】

"Okay, take your time and observe." Qing Chi closed his eyes and rested. Anyway, what she has to do is not in a hurry, just wait.

Qing Chi slept for three days, mainly because she really had nothing to do, so she just fell asleep.

Then woke up by the system.

[Host, you are causing trouble. 】

Seeing the system, Qing Chi was at a loss: "What is it?" She caused a lot of trouble, which one is this talking about?

[Because of your private intervention, someone in the lower plane came into contact with the rules. 】

The tone of the system is a bit heavy.

Qingchi also put away his indifference and turned serious. Theoretically speaking, it is impossible for someone in a low-level plane to awaken and get in touch with the rules.

Self-access to the rules almost means that a divine biography will be produced, but this will only happen in the middle and high-level planes.

The low-level planes themselves do not produce gods, and those who manage the planes are all gods transferred from the middle and high-level planes.

And what the hell is it related to her?

"Don't talk nonsense, tell me the details, what's going on?"

[The superiors want to communicate with you in person. 】

And the system only gave her this sentence.

"Then take me to see that Ye." Qing Chi wanted to see him very much, and it would be even better if he could get a beating.

But I heard that the one named Ye is stronger than the prisoner, so I don't seem to be able to beat him.

The scene in front of him changed, and in a blink of an eye, Qing Chi appeared in a living room.

A sofa and coffee table, and a large TV that almost occupies the wall, similar to modern furniture.

It's just that what illuminated the room was a bunch of light spirits floating in mid-air, and a small beast that was all white with a little blue hair on its cheeks, spread its wings, and flew back and forth among the light spirits.

There is also a double-sided embroidered screen on the side. Behind the screen, on a low table is something similar to a guqin, but there are no strings on it.

It's probably a musical instrument, but Qing Chi has never seen it before, so he doesn't recognize it.

The big TV was on. It was more like a surveillance camera. There were many small grids on it, but the pictures inside were different.

Qingchi walked over, stepped on the carpet under his feet, and found that it was a piece of grass.

The corner of the mouth curled slightly, how many planes of things are piled up in a mess in this room.

She looked up, and from behind a half-open door, she vaguely saw a burning alchemy furnace...

A black dragon was coiled on the back of the sofa, turned its head to look at Qingchi, and said in a human voice: "Please sit down."

Qing Chi sat down on the single sofa, and the little beast that was flying around obediently held a glass of water, and gently placed it on the coffee table in front of Qing Chi.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Qing Chi asked while holding the glass of indeterminate material, shaking the blue liquid in it, not knowing what it was, looking at the black dragon.

(End of this chapter)