I, the cannon fodder female supporting role, what happened to me?

Chapter 259
Sheng Xi didn't get a response from Qi Ling, so she continued to repair the puppet in her hand, and she really restored it to its original state, as long as it was inlaid with a spirit stone, it could be used normally.

Sheng Xi went to repair the second puppet.

She kept talking, and she was still using the phonograph to record: "There is a new tavern in Xianyang City. Let me name it. I think it's good to call it 'Yueyang Tower'. I also recited "The Story of Yueyang Tower" for them." Woolen cloth."

"Old Chen's family outside the city has just caught a few piglets, and made an appointment with them to cook pork jerky for me when the piglets grow up."

"Old Chen's cattle are also good. I'm thinking of writing a plan for him to set up a farm for intensive farming. This way the family can also have a stable income."

Sheng Xi kept talking, as if he was not disturbed by the Qi Spirit at all.

Qi Ling is very angry, feeling that his majesty has been challenged.

No!

This person can no longer be pushed down.

After entering the heart refining plate, everyone has to cry out!

Otherwise, what else is he called to practice heart?
Qi Ling stepped up his efforts to influence Sheng Xi's mind.

Sheng Xi's voice gradually softened, as if the vitality in his body had been drained, and even the action of repairing the puppet stopped.

Suddenly, the puppet in her arms turned into a pile of quicksand and slipped down in front of her.

Sheng Xi subconsciously reached out her hand to hold it, but the fine quicksand flowed out from between her fingers, but she couldn't grab anything, and stood there in a daze.

Qi Ling secretly sneered.

He knew that no one could escape his heart-refining plate, because when he was asleep, the remaining trace of consciousness thought Sheng Xi was such a tough and ruthless character.

Now, he wants to earn back all the face he just lost!
Sheng Xi looked down at his toes.

The sand that the puppet turned into fell on the pale pink embroidered shoes, shining golden like the ashes of memory.

Subsequently, these sands disappeared.

Sheng Xi looked up and looked around, another puppet that had been repaired also turned into quicksand and dissipated.

As far as she could see, the small courtyards on Xianyu Peak disappeared one by one, leaving only a void around.

In the darkness, only she is on, and nothing else exists.

Qi Ling's voice sounded again: "Sheng Xi, do you see clearly? You have nothing."

Sheng Xi's eyes suddenly turned red.

……

On the viewing platform, Yuan Xian and Brother Octopus walked towards the entrance of the secret realm at the same time, and the faces of the two became worse than the other.

Wen Zheming and the others followed closely behind.

Elder Gui's eyes were also red: "Qi Nian, what kind of weapon-breaking spirit are you? Sheng Xi is really going to have a problem, and I will never end with you!"

Qi Nian was wronged: "Qi Ling is like this when he gets angry..."

——It’s just that I wake up very angry today.

But the person who asked Xinzong was so angry, Qi Nian didn't dare to say it.

"Then he can't vent his anger on Xiaoxi! Why does Sheng Ruyue have all the good things and let Xiaoxi suffer alone?" Baihu roared, turned around and jumped, following Brother Zhangyu's footsteps.

Jingchen Yuanjun's unwavering voice sounded behind everyone: "Forcibly bringing Xiaoxi out now will shatter her sea of ​​consciousness."

Ask Xinzong how many people stopped in their footsteps.

Yuan Xian frowned: "But little junior sister..."

"Go back and sit down." Jingchen Yuanjun ordered.

Yuan Xian remained stubborn.

Mirror Chen Yuanjun looked at him sideways.

The master and apprentice confronted each other for a moment, and Yuanjun Jingchen took out a photo stone.

Xiao Liluo was puzzled: "Master, what are you doing?"

Mirror Chen Yuanjun: "Record your idiots now, and wait for Xiaoxi to come out and show her."

Others: "..." Can you stop being funny when you are so serious?

Brother Octopus frowned and looked at Sheng Xi's illusion projection, and walked back with a sullen face: "Wait a little longer."

Bai Hu was worried: "What about Xiao Xi?"

"We should believe that she has a way to come out on her own." Brother Octopus's three hearts were beating fast, and he said he believed it, but he couldn't help worrying.

Elder Gui was worried about Gui, and told himself to trust the judgments of Jing Chen Yuanjun and Sheng Xi, and advised Yuan Xian and others to go back and sit down.

……

In the illusion, Sheng Xi seemed to have been in that nothingness for a long time.

In the heart refining plate, Qi Ling has an absolute advantage in confusing the mind.

Most of Sheng Xi's memories were sealed by the Qi Ling, and even his self-awareness was vague.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Qi Ling couldn't feel her mood swings, so she leaned over and continued to tease: "Sheng Xi, a poor wretch like you that no one loves—ah!"

Suddenly he screamed, and was actually caught by Sheng Xi!
The Qi Ling of the Refining Heart Plate is a child less than half a meter tall, with a bunch of fiery red hair on his head, which looks a bit evil.

Sheng Xi grabbed his hair with one hand, and greeted him with a punch: "You are the one who is nagging in my ear?"

"It's you who turned the puppet I finally repaired into sand?"

"And lost my house???"

"Do you know how many photos of me with handsome men and beautiful women are hanging on the wall at home! Dogby! Give it back to me!"

Every time she said a word, she punched Qi Ling several times.

Fist to the flesh, just listening to it hurts.

In the dark void, Qi Ling's screams kept ringing: "Ah—don't hit me! It hurts!"

"Don't slap your face! Face! I live on my face!"

"Ahhhh my face!"

……

On the viewing platform.

Everyone who thought Sheng Xi was pitiful just now fell silent.

No matter how I look at it now, I feel that Qi Ling is even more pitiful.

——Although this little brat deserves to be beaten.

Qi Nian even wanted to ask Sheng Xi to play it lightly, so as not to disperse the Artifact Spirit that had been cultivated with great difficulty in the Heart Refining Plate.

But remembering the anger of the few people who asked Xinzong just now, he didn't dare to speak.

Baihu was very happy, and jumped up and down to applaud Sheng Xi: "Xiao Xi did a great job! Just beat him like this! Beat him like a tiger! Beat him so fast! Beat him like a lifetime!"

It was too big, and when it jumped up, it accidentally bumped into the tables and chairs in the house, making the refreshments on the table crumbling.

Others in the room subconsciously looked over when they heard the movement.

Baihu straightened his neck and looked back: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a cultural tiger who can use idioms?"

The other elders and disciples of the sect suddenly felt a little more balanced. It turns out that there are some things you can't do when you ask the Xinzong.

Wen Zheming felt that his compulsory education should not be ruined by the white tiger, and added: "Its compulsory education has not yet completed, and it has just begun to learn idioms."

Others: "..." Excuse me, it's okay if you ask Xinzong Xing.

……

In the illusion, Sheng Xi had already beaten Qi Ling's face into a pig's head.

She didn't stop until she was tired, and told Qi Ling: "Turn my house back."

Qi Ling kept crying: "Woooooooo..."

Sheng Xi waved his fist impatiently.

"Ah—" Before the fist fell, Qi Ling instinctively let out a scream, and hurriedly changed Xianyufeng back.

Sheng Xi was still standing at the place where the puppets were repaired earlier, and the two puppets had also returned, and the group photos with everyone in the room were still there.

But because the memory is still affected by the spirit of the instrument, these group photos are all blurred, like a world in a dream.

Sheng Xi looked at those group photos and tried hard to recall his past, but he couldn't remember at all.

The memory seemed to be broken into many incoherent fragments, and even her thinking became a little dull, making it difficult for her to sort out the whole incident.

Can't figure it out, Sheng Xi simply doesn't want to.

Anyway, she's not alone here.

Sheng Xi picked up Qi Ling's hair like a carrot, lifted him up, and shook him twice: "Where are these people on the trace paper?"

Qi Ling said angrily: "Dead."

Sheng Xi punched him again.

Qi Ling covered his face, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Sheng Xi: "..." It seems to make sense.

Sheng Xi asked, "How did they die?"

Everyone on the viewing platform: "..."

The current Sheng Xi has some brains, but not much.

(End of this chapter)