Chapter 152: Wishing Witch

“It gave me something.”

Jiang Jiang took out the mysterious cloth bag.

The cloth bag looks very old, but it is well preserved.

Its fabric is soft and smooth, as if it were woven from the finest silk.

When your fingers gently touch it, it feels like touching a soft cloud, which makes people love it.

If you look closely, you will find that this fabric is not just a simple color, but has a unique flowing light effect.

A brown-red light moved across it, as if it had life, flickering faintly along the lines of the cloth bag.

These lights seem to have some kind of spirituality, as if they are gossamer threads endowed with consciousness, transmitting some kind of information to the outside world.

And in the center of the cloth bag, there is an exquisite pattern embroidered.

The lines of this pattern are delicate and smooth, and every stitch and thread looks particularly exquisite.

Although it is impossible to identify exactly what this pattern represents, it gives people a sense of mystery and solemnity.

[Host, open it and take a look.] The system also wants to know what the headquarters sent to the host.

Jiang Jiang stretched out his fingers, gently pinched one end of the cloth rope, and then slowly pulled it open.

As the cloth rope gradually loosened, the opening of the bag slowly opened.

She opened her eyes wide and moved closer to the bag, wanting to see what was inside.

At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the bag. The light was as hot as the sun and as fast as lightning, instantly enveloping Jiang Jiang.

She only felt a powerful force sucking her tightly, and her body flew into the bag involuntarily.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Jiang was sucked into the bag.

Everything was dark in front of her eyes and she could not see anything. She could only feel herself falling continuously, as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

Jiang Jiang felt like a line in his head suddenly lost connection.

It's definitely the system.

"Don't be afraid, little girl."

At the end of the light is a green forest.

An ice-blue castle stands in the forest.

And Jiang Jiang was lying on the grass.

This place gives you a sense of four seasons coexisting.

Ice castles, fruits and vegetables in autumn and summer, and lush grass and singing birds in spring.

There are birds singing and flowers blooming here.

There is a light woody scent lingering between the nose.

It smells good.

Jiang Jiang sat up from the ground. Not far away there was a set of white painted tables and chairs.