There seems to be something wrong with the fairy world

"Please, may I ask you... Oh, my God." Naville bit her lower lip, her face turned white and red.

Qing Lan looked bewildered.

"Well, I really like you so much..." Na Wei'er was incoherent, her legs were tightly clenched, and she was struggling to stand up from the chair, only to feel her legs go limp, and she suddenly knelt down in front of Qing Lan.

"Ahh~ I can't take it anymore!" Navier cried out, crying louder and louder.

A series of question marks in the communication area, the people who eat melons just feel confused.

"It's not like this if you want to hug your thighs?"

"What's the situation? Spring is sprouting, can't help it?"

"Could it be that the legs of a good wife and mother have softened? The top of Xiao Mengmeng's head is turning green!"

"Routine, it must be a good wife and mother to coax her, and then treat her to dinner, give her something, and then go back and forth. It's written like this in ancient romance novels!"

"Isn't the upstairs thinking too much? My Naweier is a princess after all, and a good wife and mother are just human beings. As for that?"

"I drew up the title of this live broadcast, do you think it is suitable?

"The elf princess fell in love with a good wife and mother at first glance, and knelt down to beg for friendship."

"I'm coming!" The elf princess's fascination spread. ""

"And me!" The story that the elf princess and the powerful human have to tell! ’ or ‘Pray for your love, my dangerous human prince. ""

Na Weier struggled to stand up and turned off the live broadcast. Qinglan supported Na Weier in a gentlemanly manner, and when she lowered her head, she found that Na Weier's skirt was wet.

Qing Lan looked at Na Wei Er expressionlessly.

"No, it's not what you think!" Narville blushed so much that she was about to explode.

"I'll call your assistant over for you." Qing Lan pushed Navier onto the smart chair involuntarily, and quickly left the live broadcast room.

Qinglan briefly told Navier's two human assistants about the situation, and took Zhang Xiaomiao, who wanted to watch the fun, away quickly.

"This live broadcast will take 60 minutes, is it really good to go so fast?" Zhang Xiaomiao was a little confused.

"Find me a male anchor in the future." Qing Lan said with deep eyes, "This situation is not suitable for a pure person like me."

Zhang Xiaomiao was even more puzzled: "What happened?"

"I'm still a child." Qing Lan blushed slightly: "Although I saw a lot of things I shouldn't, I know I'm still very pure."

"Don't pretend." Zhang Xiaomiao exposed Qinglan: "I saw it on Ensiqi's live broadcast, you and that little bio-robot..."

Qinglan turned her head to stare at Zhang Xiaomiao.

"Uh, it's still early, shall we move on to the next item?" Zhang Xiaomiao pretended to look at his brain.

The next few interviews and live broadcasts went very smoothly, the host and star network celebrities were more normal than Navell.

Until the last variety show, when Qing Lan was asked to perform special skills, Zhang Xiaomiao was entangled.

"Qinglan, what do you know?" Zhang Xiaomiao asked seriously.

"Alchemy and tools to catch monsters." Qing Lan answered seriously.

"What are they all?" Zhang Xiaomiao muttered in a low voice, raised his head and continued to ask, "Is there any normal ones?"

"Normal?" Qing Lan looked up at the sky: "My senior brother can play the flute, my master can play the yun, my junior sister can do palm dance, and my junior brother..."

"Wait, the point is you." Zhang Xiaomiao stopped Qinglan in time: "Just say what you can do."

Qinglan blinked, and Zhang Xiaomiao could see some innocence from it.

"I don't have many bottlenecks, and I have been retreating in the quiet room all the time. If the master calls me, I usually don't leave the quiet room." Qinglan recalled: "The master once praised me, I was born Materials for cultivating Taoism."

Zhang Xiaomiao was in a hurry, seeing that the show was halfway through, but he was in an embarrassing situation.

"Why don't you learn one first?" Zhang Xiaomiao was really at a loss.

Qing Lan obediently turned on her optical brain and searched for "human specialties".

Qing Lan looked at each of them, becoming more and more silent.

What are these things?Broken boulders in the chest?Press the iron nails with bare hands?What are street dance, seaweed dance, and pole dance?

Qinglan scrolled down further, and finally saw familiar things, Tai Chi Sanda, Sword Dance, Sword Art, Spear Art...

Qinglan put down her optical brain, Zhang Xiaomiao looked desperate: "Can't you learn?"

"What level are you sword dancers at?" Qing Lan selected among several kinds of profound arts.

"It's fine if you can play around!" Zhang Xiaomiao seemed to have seen a savior.

"That's good." Qing Lan has a bottom line this time.

"What music do you need?" Zhang Xiaomiao looked at Qinglan anxiously.

"The ones with a faster pace, the ones with strength and momentum." Qing Lan thought for a while.

"No problem!" Zhang Xiaomiao tidied up and hurriedly left the preparation room.

After a while, a male with shining silver spots on his blue skin came over. After looking at Qing Lan up and down, he was a little unsure: "You just wear such a low outfit on stage? We are all stars here. The third most popular national program is not a live broadcast room for starlets!"

Qinglan looked down at the clothes Zhang Xiaomiao bought for him with 19 contribution points, and raised her head lightly: "What do I need to wear?"

"Your show is a sword dance, and you didn't even bring a costume! It's too unprofessional!" The male frowned: "Come with me, and I'll get you a costume with human characteristics."

Qing Lan followed the man into a bright room with an operating panel and a glass house inside.

There are several sprinklers and robotic arms in the glass house, and many people line up outside the glass house.

Qinglan watched helplessly as an elf wearing only pants/head entered the glass room, and waited for the elf to close her eyes and open her arms.The nozzle and the mechanical arm quickly moved in front of the elf, spraying liquids of various colors.

In less than a minute, a dancing dress appeared on the elf, which was gorgeous and elegant.

"I set this one up for you." The male kept sliding his fingers on the operation board.

Qinglan walked in and took a look, and what she simulated was a strange dress, with lantern sleeves and wide trouser legs, the whole body was white, with a black belt in the middle, made of bright silk.

Qinglan couldn't bear to look directly at the dress and shook her head repeatedly.

"You don't take a single thing, and you still pick and choose from me. Do you know who I am? I'm the second-level designer of Muse. If I change anything at will, it's worth the tattered clothes you wear. The speed of light cars can’t even match it!” The male’s voice was loud, and the backup dancers and actors in the cited room who were waiting to change their clothes all looked over.

Qinglan looked at the Muse in front of her, and said frankly: "But I don't like this one, so I just need to adjust it to one I usually wear."

"You don't like it?" The male muse frowned: "Then what do you usually wear?"

Qinglan took out the Taoist uniform issued by Xuanmen from the space ring and showed it to the male.

"I usually wear this kind of clothes." Qinglan stared at Xiongxiong with wide eyes.

"Oh my god, did you see that human actually has a space storage device!" whispered the backup dancers and actors who were waiting.

"I saw it, local tyrant!"

"It's really extravagant to use a space storage device to store clothes!"

"I can't see it, look at what he's wearing, isn't it Xingwang's rotten street clothes, so he's still a low-key rich man!"

"I recognize him, he is the champion of this Ensky Survival Contest!"

The male muse took the Taoist robes from Qinglan's hand blankly, and opened them one by one, the more closely he looked, the more his hands trembled.

"Please, may I ask, which master did this come from?" The male Muse looked at Qing Lan in disbelief.

"I don't know." Qing Lan really didn't know.

"If I'm not mistaken, this costume is purely handmade, isn't it?" The male muse almost wanted to keep the clothes in his hand for himself.

"Yes." Qing Lan still knew this.

"Excuse my ignorance, may I ask what material is this made of? I have traveled the interstellar world for so many years, and I have never seen such a tactile fabric." The male muse looked at Qinglan as if he had discovered a new continent.

Qing Lan recalled: "This Taoist robe is woven from Ice Emperor's silk that took a hundred years."

"My god!" The male muse can't wait to put his face on the Taoist robe and feel it carefully, it has been woven for a hundred years!Absolutely an all-stellar orphan!

As if suddenly thinking of something, the male muse looked at Qing Lan longingly: "Excuse me, sir, what is your name?"

"My surname is Qing." Qing Lan looked at the expectant look of the male Muse, a little confused.

"Mr. Qing, can you allow me to scan the information of your handmade Taoist robe? As a thank you, I will design a whole series of costumes for you." The sincere and eager look of the male muse made the actors and dancers present feel incomparable. envious.

"The design of the Muse race is the best in the entire universe!"

"This person is so powerful that Mr. Muse actually asked for such a request. You must know that the invitation of D.'s popular professional player was rejected by Mr. Muse."

"Purely handmade, only those female orcs and mechanical nobles can afford it?"

"It took 100 years to weave, isn't that an exaggeration?"

Qing Lan ignored the voices around her and nodded, "Deal."

Seeing Muse's blissful face scanning the Taoist robes with her optical brain, Qinglan suddenly remembered that her costume has not been resolved yet?

"May I ask how to solve my current costume?" Qing Lan poked the obsessed Muse.

"What, oh, clothing..." Muse carefully picked up the Taoist robe: "There is nothing more suitable for you than this!"

"This is just for everyday wear, is it okay?" Qing Lan took the Taoist robe.

"No problem at all!" Muse nodded frantically, "I can let you change clothes in my room, please come here with me."

Qinglan took the Taoist robe and followed Muse away, leaving only a group of envious backup dancers and actors.

Qing Lan changed into her Taoist robe and tied her black silk in Muse's private lounge.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Qing Lan was in a trance for a moment.

This is the Qing Lan that I am familiar with!

Seeing that the time was coming, but Qing Lan did not come out for a long time, Muse couldn't help knocking on the door, Qing Lan regained consciousness and opened the door.

Muse looked at the god-like human being in front of her, held her breath unconsciously, with a beautiful face and a silver crown, and even the black hair was flowing and moving, so beautiful that it almost seemed unreal.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Muse would never believe that there are such human beings in this world!

Qinglan summoned Feixue, and a few crystal clear snowflakes hit Muse's face. Looking at the man holding the sword, Muse couldn't help sighing. For some reason, she always felt that this was the state that the man in front of him should really have.

"Where are you going?" Qinglan poked the stunned Muse with Feixue's hilt.

"Oh, oh!" Muse subconsciously wiped the corners of her mouth, and tidied up her status: "Please follow me!"