After Defeating Thirteen Male Protagonists

Ying Xiaoxiao and Xie Yinghuan did not go far, but stayed in that town.

She and Xie Yinghuan had nothing to do with each other, and would often stay in that remote valley all day, so that Yingxiao could draw out the strength in her body.

The days and nights are long, and they do not need sleep. Apart from carrying out some deeper activities to promote the great harmony of human beings, they will also do some other things.

The most romantic thing in the world is nothing more than qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and hops.

Xie Yinghuan was born in a family of literati. The scholar loves to write poetry, play the piano and play chess. Xie Yinghuan is talented and intelligent, and he can play chess at the age of seven.

Although there is no chance to practice chess after joining the army, arranging troops is not another exercise, but the style of chess is more atmospheric, with the intention of killing, and now it has undergone great changes, and it is even more calm.

Ying Xiaoxiao also learned to play chess, initially because of the Go class offered in elementary school.

At that time, when the Go culture was strong, there was a popular animation about Go that was watched by both children and adults, and the school also brought this into the classroom.

Black and white blend, and those who are exhausted will die.

She was very interested in this. After all, she could sing, play the piano, and paint by herself, but she couldn't play chess by herself. The game of left and right hands was still too advanced for her at that time, and even she may not be able to do it now. can be done.

The feeling of nibbling away step by step and watching the opponent fall into a desperate situation is actually not bad.

Playing chess in a pavilion on a snowy day or on a cliff is always more artistic.

It should be small enough to draw out the power to avoid pain caused by the overflow of power.

There is a chessboard in the stone pavilion, and the wind and snow are whistling outside.

Ying Xiaoxiao's illusion is only an auxiliary method, not a specialization like the magic bead, so the illusion she created is only a form, and in the stone pavilion that was transformed, you can't actually feel the ice cold brought by the wind and snow. , In short, the mood is enough.

Xie Yinghuan's mood was much better than the previous two days, and he smiled more.

She clearly knows that the barrier in her heart has been loosened, and she can't let go of everything in the past, which will only cause a nightmare in her heart.

She really wanted to seek a result, but no one could give her that result.

The dust has settled for many years, and her family may have been reincarnated for several years. Although she has been abandoned in this world by time, after thinking about it carefully, it may not be without benefits.

At least because of this, she was able to meet some people.

Xie Yinghuan dropped Heizi and looked at the eyebrows of the girl opposite.

When Ying Xiao was silent, she was a little cold, and her long green hair made her look a little colder, but when she raised a smile, two lovely dimples would appear on her pretty face, and her expression was radiant. Feiyang, with a bright light in his eyes.

Ying Xiao pondered, and fell to Bai Zi.

She wouldn't let water on purpose, because Xie Yinghuan didn't need it, and Xie Yinghuan's chess skills were actually better than hers. Not paying attention would be disrespectful to his opponent.

When Xie Yinghuan saw where she was playing, the hand holding the chess paused slightly.

A person's character can always be reflected sideways through some things, such as handwriting, such as chess style.

Ying Xiaoxiao's chess style is uncertain, and she has already discovered it in the two days she has been playing chess with her.

Sometimes it opens and closes, sometimes it is cautious, sometimes it is flexible and changeable, it is 'cunning'.

But when you look at her, you don't see that.

The two raised their hands and made a move, the black and white on the chessboard were interlaced, and there was no intention of fighting, and they looked quite leisurely.

"No regrets, you lost."

Ying Xiaoxiao fell into Baizi, sealing off the last way of life for Heizi.

"cunning."

Xie Yinghuan looked at the chess game, shook his head and laughed.

This time, Ying Xiaoxiao was a risky move, which made it difficult for people to figure out her ways, and finally united what seemed to be unrelated.

"It's called tactics."

Ying Xiaoxiao raised her chin and waved her sleeves to release the illusion.

"Let's go buy something to eat, I'm a little bit craving for the sake brewer round the corner."

The silver taels for the ready-made clothes are enough, and Ying Xiao will buy some food that he likes to eat.

Although she doesn't need to rely on eating to maintain her body, her habit as a human is still there. Her favorite food is the sake brewed in a small shop around the corner.

This snack is also Xie Yinghuan's favorite.

Xie Yinghuan's mother is rarely mentioned in the story.

But as long as Xie Yinghuan has her in his memory, there must be Mariko Shuenou.

For Xie Yinghuan, the meaning of sake brewing Yuanzi has surpassed the food itself.

Warm, soft, sweet, the feeling of a mother.

"it is good."

They have been in this town for three days, and the lotus seeds they are going to get are treasures. The temple that has lotus seeds will definitely not give them to him easily, but he must have a way to get them. It would take two more days for him to succeed.

It's not that Ying Xiaoxiao didn't think about taking the opportunity to leave with Xie Yinghuan, but thinking about the black belly in ready-to-wear, it is absolutely impossible to let the two of them out so easily.

After the ready-made clothes entered Prajna City, Ying Xiaoxiao asked the bell, and sure enough, he asked something.

She has the imprints left by the ready-to-wear on her body, and the ready-to-wear can find her at any time.

As for Xie Yinghuan's body, Bell said that it could not be detected.

Ying Xiaoxiao thought that Xie Yinghuan's strength was stronger than that of ready-to-wear, and the mark on ready-to-wear would be discovered or erased, so it was not left.

Ying Xiaoxiao did not guess wrong. It was for this reason that the ready-to-wear did not leave a mark on Xie Yinghuan. Anyway, in his opinion, Ying Xiaoxiao was bound to Xie Yinghuan. To Xie Yinghuan?

The method of making fermented rice **** is simple, and it is similar everywhere. Usually, eggs are added, but Xie Yinghuan’s mother made them without eggs.

Coincidentally, the same is true for this one on the street corner. The taste should be similar to that made by Mother Xie Yinghuan.

Ying Xiaoxiao has never eaten anything made by Xie Yinghuan's mother, but it can be seen from their reactions at the entrance of Xie Yinghuan when they first entered this small shop.

Cook the small balls, add sweet wine and wolfberry, make lotus root starch in cold water, stir slowly in the pot, bring to the boil, and then remove from the pot, sprinkle with a little sweet-scented osmanthus.

Yuanzi is smooth and chewy, the sweet wine flavor and the sweetness of wolfberry spread in the mouth, with the soft waxy lotus root starch and the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, not only looks, but also tastes fresh.

Ying Xiaoxiao felt as if she had returned to that snowy day. Under the tree stood a little girl in red with round eyes. There were snowmen in the yard, and the gentle aunt and lively brother were calling from outside the yard.

That is the warmth of Xie Yinghuan, and it is also the direction she is working hard for.

She can't let her go back to the past, but she can give her the feeling of home again.

This town is close to Prajna City, so most of the food is vegetarian, but even if it is vegetarian, the clever women and cooks have also developed amazing delicacy.

Ying Xiaoxiao wanted to eat a lot of things. She stood at a shop on the street waiting for buns, and Xie Yinghuan went to a shop around the corner to buy her pastries.

The two stores are not far from each other, only twenty feet away.

Ying Xiaoxiao got the steamed bun, and when she looked back, she saw Xie Yinghuan walking towards her with the oil paper bag in her hand.

Just at this glance, Ying Xiao's face sank.

[The host, not the designer. 】

The bell immediately reminded that Ying Xiao threw the buns to the beggar on the roadside and walked towards that person.

Eyes are deceiving.

The man who came over had the same appearance as Xie Yinghuan, so he could only draw a tiger according to the cat. He didn't have Xie Yinghuan's evil spirit as a ghost, nor did Ying Xiaoxiao throb.

In fact, the human eye may not be able to see some things.

But there are always some things that do not need the eyes to distinguish, but the heart.

"Your taste cake."

'Xie Yinghuan' smiled tenderly and shook the oil paper bag in his hand.

Ying Xiaoxiao clasped the door of her wrist very directly, with a bad look in her eyes.

"What about her?"

Even without this thing, Xie Yinghuan shouldn't take so long to buy a cake.

"what are you saying?"

The expression of 'Xie Yinghuan' was a little surprised, and looked at Ying Xiaoxiao suspiciously.

Ying Xiao swears, she really, really hates fake and shoddy things.

With a murderous look on her face, the fake in front of her immediately shouted.

"It's over there, why are you so hard to cheat, you can see it right away, it's boring."

‘Xie Yinghuan’ muttered, pointing in the direction of the corner.

Ying Xiaoxiao restrained her and let her go first, but she was vigilant in her heart.

She didn't know when she got into this mystery, and the person in front of her must be not simple.

Her movements in the crowd were so strange, but they didn't attract the slightest attention from others.

"So you are a flower demon."

'Xie Yinghuan' looked at the circle of green branches and leaves wrapped around her hand, and murmured softly.

There was nothing in the corner, Ying Xiaogang wanted to tighten the branches and leaves, but found that his hand was empty.

The thing escaped from the body like peeling skin, and what fell on the ground was not human skin, but a black and unspeakable disgusting thing, which merged into the ground along the gap of the slate.

The body takes precedence over consciousness, and before Ying Xiaoxiao has time to think about anything, the body has already spontaneously chased away in the direction of that thing escaping.

[The designer is safe and sound, the coordinates cannot be located, and they are moving. 】

As it got closer, Ying Xiaoxiao could roughly see what that thing looked like, a bit like a rabbit.

If there is such a thing in the plot, I should not be able to remember it for a while, so I stare at that thing intently.

***

When Xie Yinghuan came back with the cake, he saw the girl in Tsing Yi waiting there obediently.

She walked over, and when the girl was about to throw herself into her arms with a smile, she grabbed the slender neck.

"What about her?"

"Yinghuan, you..."

Xie Yinghuan's expression was cold and severe, and the man was speechless with the force of his fingers.

"Where does it come from, it's worthy of calling me by my name."

Her eyes were full of tyranny, red eyes with ice.