Chapter 391

"How to share?" Qin Jian asked.

The girl looked at him quietly with peaceful eyes.

She whispered: "I was the one to assimilate this soul power. Now I need you to do this with me, that is to say..."

Her eyes closed and her face powdered: "your consciousness should be integrated with my spiritual consciousness... And then absorb those soul forces together, turn them into consciousness carriers and slowly assimilate..."

"Consciousness... Fusion?"

Qin Jian blinked, and the picture imagined in his mind was very indescribable.

"Not what you think!"

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, as if she had guessed what he was thinking: "we are just conscious bodies now, we can't do that! Don't think about it!"

"What to do?" Qin Jian blinked.

The girl's face was expressionless.

"Then how to integrate?" Qin Jian hurriedly said.

"Find the point of frequency resonance and turn our two consciousness into one consciousness." the girl said.

Qin Jian... I don't understand.

"Fusion is..."

The girl reached out and grabbed her hair. A embarrassed expression appeared on her face: "it's difficult to express. It's a feeling that we have become a consciousness."

"I don't understand..."

Qin Jian said helplessly, "let's try it directly? Maybe we'll understand when we try..."

The girl looked at him and didn't speak for a moment.

"What's the matter?" Qin Jian was confused.

"That..."

The girl's eyes glanced aside: "I just came up with a solution according to the theory. I don't know what to do."

Qin Jian: "

He was silent for a moment and suddenly raised his foot to the girl.

"You... What are you doing?"

Almost subconsciously, she took a half step back, put her hands in front of her, and looked alert.

"Hey, no..."

Qin Jian couldn't laugh or cry: "of course I came to integrate my consciousness with you. What are you looking at me so carefully? It makes me seem to be plotting against the truth..."

"Oh..."

The girl put down her hand and turned her face: "who knows what you playful man will do... I've seen and don't know how many times you've done to those women..."

Qin Jian stroked his forehead and sighed, "I just want to do something. I have to wait until you turn into a figure. Who wants to do something to your image?"

The girl looked back at him: "this is the most beautiful look you have imagined. Really don't want to do anything?"

Qin Jian blinked: "when you say so, it seems that it's really tempting..."

"Hum."

The girl turned her head again.

They were silent for a moment.

Qin Jian looked helpless: "ah, the method is what you think. It's you who say you need to integrate. You don't know how to do it. I'm just a tool man. Do you need to be so tangled?"

"I don't know how to integrate, you have integrated several..." the girl muttered.

Qin Jian resolutely put himself down and lay flat: "come on yourself, I'll lie down. How about you move yourself?"

The girl blinked her beautiful eyes and saw him lying there with no love on his face. Somehow, she wanted to laugh.

Therefore, the corners of the lips were slightly lifted, and a very light but beautiful smile appeared.

But when Qin Jian's eyes looked over, she quickly converged. The smile in Qin Jian's eyes was only for a moment, as if it had never existed.

She came slowly, sat down beside Qin Jian, then stretched out her hand and put it on Qin Jian's chest.

Merge

Her expression was very quiet, which calmed Qin Jian, who was originally strange because of the gentle touch of her hand.

"What I see you is only consciousness, not entity..."

Her hand suddenly slowly inserted into Qin Jian's chest.

"Well..."

What was it like to be thrust into his chest by his hand? Qin Jian's face turned white in an instant.

The girl was surprised and quickly pulled out her hand.

"You are conscious now, understand? How can consciousness be hurt by me?" she said in a voice.

"Consciousness..."

Qin Jian closed his eyes and thought, "my body is not a body, but my imagination. I am not me in your eyes, but your imagination..."

Realizing this, his face soon returned to normal.

He sat up and reached out curiously to the same part of the girl.

Seeing his hand on her chest, a touch of purplish red appeared on the girl's face.

"Uh..."

Qin Jian was a little embarrassed: "why do I have real touch?"

"Bang!"

Without saying a word, the girl lifted him out, and her face was full of light powder: "what you think is what! If you want to touch me like this, you will naturally feel like this!"

"Cough..."

Qin Jian got up with a dry cough, then went to her again and stretched out his hand: "I'll try again. I won't think of that this time."

"No!"

The girl suddenly knocked off his hand: "don't touch me again!"

What she imagined at this moment was to knock off Qin Jian's hand, so in her eyes, Qin Jian's hand fell to the ground, and then turned into fog and returned to Qin Jian's body and became his hand again.

"Eh? It's interesting..."

The girl's eyes brightened.

"What's the meaning? If I hadn't forced myself to feel that I was conscious and had no hands, would it hurt me just now?! is your imagination so rich?" Qin Jian said angrily.

"Qin Jian, imagine what our two hands will look like when they merge into one..."

The girl stretched out her little hand and slowly put it on Qin Jian's hand.

A soft and comfortable touch came from the back of his hand. Qin Jian subconsciously looked at the girl's expression, but saw that she was just curious.

"Don't you... Feel holding hands with me?" he couldn't help asking.

The girl gave him a white eye: "I haven't held hands with anyone. How can I know what it feels like?"

Qin Jian: "

"Come on, imagine our hands together!"

The girl said, "only when we imagine the same thing at the same time will we not make each other feel abrupt, and there will be no situation where you thought you were stuck in your chest and broken your hand by me."

Qin Jian shook his head, put aside his messy hand touch, and then imagined the fusion of their hands

"Buzz!"

Their hands suddenly turned into a white fog mixed together, and there was no image of any hands at all.

"This... Why is it like this..." the girl tilted her head a little confused.

The iceberg goddess inadvertently showed a confused little expression.

Qin Jian... Was sprouted again.

"This should be my reason..."

He cleaned up his mood and then analyzed: "when we merged just now, I really can't imagine how to fuse one hand with our current relative posture, so it became like this..."

"What kind of posture do you want?" the girl was confused.

Qin Jian thought for a moment and said, "I think it's better to have a sense of substitution one after another..."