With a "wow" sound, Ma Xiaoquan returned to the Ma family compound in the late Eastern Han Dynasty again.
"Huh? Ling'er?" Ma Xiaoquan was startled. He thought he had done a good job of concealing it when he returned. Who knew that Ling'er was actually in his bedroom when he appeared?
At this moment, Ling'er was looking at him with a pair of big watery eyes.
When she saw her husband appear, Ling'er's little mouth flattened and she began to cry.
Ma Xiaoquan was startled and quickly leaned down and hugged Ling'er into his arms.
"Don't cry, don't cry, Linger, be good, don't cry, tell your husband, who bullied you, I won't stop until my husband beats the shit out of him today!"
Ling'er was crying very sadly, but as soon as Ma Xiaoquan said these words, Ling'er burst into tears and smiled.
Seeing that the young lady stopped crying, Ma Xiaoquan was also happy: "Come, tell your husband, what happened?"
Ling'er clasped his right hand behind his back and asked Ma Xiaoquan: "Ms. sir, I told you, you can't punish me!"
Ma Xiaoquan patted his chest: "It's too late to punish you and love you, so tell me!"
Ling'er carefully stretched out her right hand.
Ma Xiaoquan looked at it intently and let out a cry.
"What...what's going on?" Ma Xiaoquan asked Ling'er with wide eyes.
Ling'er blushed, lowered her head, and started crying again.
Ma Xiaoquan quickly wiped Ling'er's tears and comforted her: "Okay, my husband doesn't blame you. You tell me how you did this. If my husband knows, he will find a way."
Ling'er raised her head, pursed her lips and said, "Ms. sir, I saw it!"
Ma Xiaoquan didn't understand: "What did you see?"
Ling'er made a gesture in mid-air with her left hand: "My husband made a gesture like this, and then a hole opened here!"
"Ah?" When Ma Xiaoquan heard this, he was startled and thought to himself: Damn it, could it be that when I went back earlier, this girl Ling'er was there?
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and lied to Ling'er: "How can my husband be so capable? Ling'er, are you wrong?"
Unexpectedly, Ling'er kept shaking his head, insisting that he had seen it.
Helpless, Ma Xiaoquan had no choice but to admit: "Okay, Ling'er, since you saw it, it's true!"
Upon hearing this, Ling'er's eyes lit up and asked curiously: "Mr. Sir, where is the place you went in?"
Ma Xiaoquan asked Ling'er: "Tell me first how you got your hands like this?"
Ling'er pouted: "I just touched the crack once, and that's what happened!"
When Ma Xiaoquan heard this, he rolled his eyes, patted his chest, and lied to Ling'er: "Ling'er, that's a fairyland. Mortals can't go in. If you have to go in, Ling'er, you've seen it too. Look at your hands."
Has it become the hand of an old woman now?"
Ling'er nodded and started crying again: "No matter what, my husband, please save Ling'er. Ling'er doesn't want to be an old woman. Ling'er wants to give birth to a baby for my husband..."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly, not knowing what to do.
The reason why Ma Xiaoquan can physically travel and stay in the interlayer of time is because of the heart of time in his body.
When Huang Jingming and others physically traveled through time in the past, they left behind an important piece of information, and one of the important things to note is that ordinary people cannot touch the time rift, otherwise they will accelerate aging until they die.
Ma Xiaoquan remembered that there were two pages attached at the end of that document, one of which was the list of people who had aged and died due to contact with the time rift, and the other page...
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head. He can enter the Time Mezzanine at any time, but every time he enters, it consumes a lot of energy. Mingfa also said that the reason why this happens is because Ma Xiaoquan only has half of the heart of time in his body.
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I had already walked back and forth just before. If I went in again, I'm afraid I would be so exhausted when I came out again.
Furthermore, there are too many scene crystals in the time mezzanine. Which one of them is Ling'er's right hand?
"By the way, crystal!" Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan's eyes suddenly lit up.
Ma Xiaoquan couldn't wait to take out a crystal from his sleeve pocket.
This crystal is printed with a woman's hand, which happens to be a right hand, and is very similar to Ling'er's hand in terms of size.
Ma Xiaoquan pinched the bottom of the crystal and said to Ling'er: "Ling'er, how about my husband getting a new right hand for you? Do you mind?"
Linger shook her head with tears in her eyes.
"Okay, take this with your right hand!"
Ling'er obediently took the crystal and held it tightly in the palm of her right hand.
Suddenly, a wave of coldness penetrated his whole body.
Ling'er screamed and fainted.
Ma Xiaoquan gently picked up Ling'er and said to himself: "I hope this can work, hey."
At night, when Linger woke up, he subconsciously raised his right hand and took a look.
Seeing this, Ling'er screamed happily.
Ma Xiaoquan heard the sound and ran to the bedside. He looked at Ling'er happily kissing his right hand and shook his head helplessly.
"Okay, okay! Stop kissing, stop kissing!"
Ling'er pouted, threw herself into Ma Xiaoquan's arms, and said shyly: "My husband is so kind to Ling'er!"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, gently stroked Ling'er's hair, and then said: "Ling'er, how is your new right hand different from the previous one?"
Ling'er puffed up her cheeks, shook her head and said, "I don't know, but it should be Ling'er's right hand."
Ma Xiaoquan gently grabbed Ling'er's right hand and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, he found a five-pointed star-like secret mark on the back of his right hand. If you don't look carefully, you can't see this secret mark at all.
, but Ma Xiaoquan could clearly feel the existence of this secret mark.
Moreover, every time Ma Xiaoquan touches this secret mark, he feels a very familiar feeling, as if this hand should originally belong to him.
"Isn't that right?" Ma Xiaoquan squeezed Ling'er's "right hand" tightly.
Ling'er thought her husband liked it, so she blushed and remained motionless.
Ma Xiaoquan did not pay attention to Ling'er's expression. At this moment, he was further feeling the message brought to him by this right hand.
"How is it possible? Why does this hand have the aura of the Heart of Time?"
Thinking in his mind, Ma Xiaoquan subconsciously made a stroke with his left hand.
There was a "crack" sound, and a crack opened in the space on the left.
"Ah!" When Ling'er saw this scene, she was so frightened that she wanted to retract her right hand.
Unexpectedly, Ma Xiaoquan grabbed Ling'er's "right hand" and stretched it towards the crack.
Ling'er was so frightened that she started to cry and disagreed.
"Ms., Ling'er doesn't want it. Ling'er doesn't want to be an old woman. My husband, please, my husband, I don't want it!"
Ma Xiaoquan comforted Ling'er: "Don't worry, Ling'er. My husband is just testing your right hand and nothing else. If there are any problems, my husband will find a new right hand for you, okay?"
Ling'er kept shaking his head, disagreeing life and death, but unfortunately, his strength was too different from that of his prime minister, Ma Xiaoquan. Although Ling'er had good kung fu skills, at this moment, Ling'er was completely frightened by this scene.
, then how can he still remember his own kung fu? Therefore, Ling'er watched helplessly as his "right hand" was pulled towards the space crack by La Ma Xiaoquan.
Finally, the moment his right hand touched the crack, Ling'er was so frightened that he fainted.
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan was startled, not because Ling'er fainted, but because of the scene that happened in front of him.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and stretched Ling'er's "right hand" forward a few inches.
At this time, the right hand has completely integrated into the crack.
After taking a few breaths, Ma Xiaoquan pulled Ling'er's "right hand" out of the crack.
"How could this happen?" Ma Xiaoquan couldn't believe what he saw. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and shook his head. When he looked again, it was still the same.
"What happened?" Ma Xiaoquan closed his eyes and thought about it carefully.
"I understand." Ma Xiaoquan suddenly opened his eyes, then gently put down Ling'er's right hand and said to himself, "It turns out that the information left by Huang Jingming is true."
"It seems that the thousands of scenes in the time mezzanine really made me find this thing. I have to say that it is destined, haha."
After figuring it out, Ma Xiaoquan no longer struggled. After all, Ling'er's right hand was still intact.
As for Ling'er's new right hand, Ma Xiaoquan also figured out the origin.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and found a sheepskin from the bottom of the box. This sheepskin was originally obtained in Langya Valley. The sheepskin recorded some information about Huang Jingming's physical time travel back.
Ma Xiaoquan gently unfolded the sheepskin, stretched out his right hand, and stopped at the third line from the top.
"Soul of Space? It turns out that this thing really exists. If so, then the other half of the Heart of Time, oh no, it should be called the Soul of Space, where is it?"
modern.
Underworld.
Deep in the mansion of a large family.
A gray-haired woman stood quietly in front of a long table, motionless.
Behind the long table, sat a young woman with blue hair.
The woman's one hand was holding a glass of red wine, and the other hand was circling her hair around her temples.
At this time, the gray-haired woman no longer looked as hazy as before.
The gray-haired woman is beautiful, and the blue-haired woman sitting opposite her can be described as absolutely beautiful.
"Xiuya? Did you complete the task assigned to you?"
The gray-haired woman said respectfully: "Teacher, it's done!"
"Well! By the way, Xiuya, is there anyone giving you a hard time?"
The gray-haired woman was a little embarrassed, but she still said truthfully: "Tomorrow's heart, there is a small obstacle."
"Oh?" The blue-haired woman heard that it was Tomorrow's heart and laughed, "Why did he stop you?"
The gray-haired woman shook her head and said respectfully: "Teacher, don't worry, even if a hundred tomorrow's hearts stand in front of me, they will not be my opponents. It's just teacher, tomorrow's hearts have learned how to use black flames!"
Upon hearing this, the blue-haired woman's eyes lit up: "Black flame? Interesting! This kid's progress is pretty good. By the way, Xiuya, if one day, tomorrow the heart can use white flame, you can bring him to see me.
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The gray-haired woman took a small step back and bowed respectfully: "As you wish!"
The blue-haired woman waved her hand, and the gray-haired woman bowed and retreated.
After the gray-haired woman exited, the blue-haired woman suddenly became serious.
She slowly turned around and rubbed her right hand.