Poison Concubine Counterattack: Peak Summoner

Chapter 287
Countless question marks filled Yan Ziyou's mind, but he had no solution at all.

What frustrates Yan Ziyou the most is that the opponent's strength is indeed stronger than his own...

"I've already answered one of your questions. If you don't answer my question again, your hand will not be the next one to explode." There was a hint of anger in the long and narrow eyes of the sleeping phoenix.

Judging from all the signs in front of him, Zixi's current situation is not very good, whoever provokes him at this time is courting death!
Huang Qingyin hurriedly grabbed Yan Ziyou, and then watched Lan You pointing to the huge pit behind him: "The square tomb collapsed just now, and Miss Zixi fell into it, and then there seemed to be an enchantment outside the huge pit, blocking people out." It's outside."

Having said that, Huang Qingyin paused.

In fact, he had also heard that there was an artifact dharma tomb in the inheritance dharma tomb, but none of the descendants of Yanhuang Valley had seen it with their own eyes. At this moment, he suspected that the collapse was related to the artifact dharma tomb.

But this is a secret matter of Yanhuang Valley, he is not sure whether to tell the person in front of him.

Lan You's gaze immediately fell into the huge pit, and then she stretched out her hand to reveal a lightning flash.

A ray of electric light hit outside the invisible barrier, and was immediately ejected.

Seeing this scene, Lan You walked over, this time blasting a black air out.

With a chirping sound, as if the barrier had been corroded, there was a sound, but the black air also disappeared at the same time.

It seems that only the breath of death can break through this barrier.

He immediately released more black air, hitting the barrier one after another.

The snow mouse beside him squeaked anxiously, biting the corner of Lan You's clothes, trying to pull him away.

The snow mouse was very anxious. In the past few days, the elemental poison in Lan You's body had begun to flood again.

If you use the black energy well at this time, the toxins in your body will definitely increase. Right now, Lan You is still emitting black energy one after another, which is obviously because he thinks his life is too long!
Lan You seemed to understand what the snow mouse was worried about, and said without looking back: "Don't stop me, her life is more important than mine!"

There was a cold light in his eyes, without any hesitation.

In this world, he has lost too many things, but he can forget and ignore them all.

Only Zixi, he can't lose no matter what!
After finishing speaking, he felt that the effect brought by the streams of black air was too weak, his eyes darkened, and a large breath of death suddenly radiated from his body.

A gloomy, strange breath of death wrapped around him, his body was submerged in the black smoke, and then he jumped into the huge pit.

The chirping sound kept on, and the invisible barrier was dissolved one after another, finally allowing Lan You to enter it.

The snow mouse hurriedly followed, but leaped forward, and the barrier instantly recovered again, blocking her out.

Huang Qingyin and Yan Ziyou stood there watching this scene in amazement.

Yan Ziyou's mood became more and more depressed, and he suddenly felt that everything he thought before was childish and ridiculous.

In front of this man, he was compared to the dirt.

"Ziyou, I suspect that this collapse is related to the legendary magic tomb, let's go back and tell the owner of the valley." Seeing that Lan You had entered the cave, Huang Qingyin immediately wanted to go back.

But Yan Ziyou stretched out his hand and grabbed him fiercely: "No way! Zixi is also inside!"

Naturally, he also knew the rumors about the artifact, but he also heard that the artifact was protected by Yanhuang Valley for generations.

If his father knew that Zixi might get it, he was worried that his father would be disadvantageous to Zixi!

Seeing Yan Ziyou's sullen and nervous expression, Huang Qingyin shook his head and walked back.

When the entire Yanhuang Valley was in chaos and tension, Zixi was in a sweet sleep. She slept very deeply and for a long time, until a call woke her up.

"Xiao Xi, wake up, it's time to drink medicine." A hand gently pinched her face.

Zixi slightly twisted her eyelids and opened her eyes.

Into the eyes, is a five or six-year-old handsome boy, looking at him with big eyes, his eyes are full of warm smiles.

"You are..." She looked at the boy and opened her mouth in confusion.

Standing up together, Zixi suddenly felt that her arms had become shorter, and her eyesight had become much shorter.

She raised her hand and looked in front of her eyes, a pair of immature hands, not half the size of the original.

"Are you confused? I'm my brother?" The boy looked like an adult, frowned, and touched Zixi's forehead with his small hand, "Huh? Has the fever subsided?"

After hearing this, Zixi found that the boy in front of her was like a miniature version of Ziyang, but his eyebrows and eyes still looked like a childish doll, looking much more innocent and cute.

Thinking about it this way, she suddenly realized that she is also a miniature version of Zixi now.

Could it be that she was born again?
This possibility startled Zixi, she had fought in Chiwu Continent for so long, could she do it all over again?Not so outrageous!

"It seems that the illness is not completely cured. Xiao Xi takes the medicine obediently. My brother also cooked sweet soup. After drinking the medicine, drink the sweet soup and you won't feel bitter." Before Zixi could fully understand, Xiao Ziyang handed it over A bottle of medicine, and a bowl of sweet soup beside the bed.

Zi Xi secretly twitched the corner of her mouth, then decisively took the potion and drank it.

The taste of this potion is indeed extremely bitter, far from the one she made.

She stuck out her tongue and hurriedly took the sweet soup again.

The taste of the sweet soup was really sweet, and immediately wiped away the bitterness on the tip of the tongue.

Zixi couldn't help licking her lips, still feeling a little unsatisfied.

Looking at his younger sister's lively expression, Xiao Ziyang giggled: "It's good to know the bitterness. A few days ago, you couldn't even drink bitterness or sweetness, but your parents were worried."

Zixi suddenly realized that when the original owner Zixi was this age, her parents hadn't disappeared yet.

But in her mind, even the faces of her parents were extremely vague.

"Brother, where are the parents?" Zixi couldn't help but want to see what her parents looked like.

Xiao Ziyang smiled softly: "Sister, don't worry, father and mother went to the mountains to find Ling Zhi and treated you, and they will be back later."

Zixi was confused for a while: "Why do you go to the mountains to find Lingzhi? Isn't there a potion?"

Ziyang had to patiently explain to Zixi: "There is no pharmacist nearby. Fortunately, my mother can make medicine a little bit. The medicine you drink is made by father and mother who went to the mountains to collect spiritual plants."

On the contrary, Zixi became more and more confused, she simply asked the matter all over again, and finally figured out the situation at the moment.

It turned out that their family of four was not in the Purple Mansion in Yinfeng City, but in a village called Luoxia Township.

Ziyan and his wife took a pair of children on a long trip, and Zixi fell ill halfway, so they temporarily stayed here.

The strange thing is that there is no such memory in Zixi's mind. She racked her brains for a long time, and she doesn't remember that her parents took their siblings on a long trip.

(End of this chapter)