After Defeating Thirteen Male Protagonists

Although he was very deranged, Ying Xiao couldn't help but want to laugh when he remembered the appearance of Shi Xi's fountain just now.

Even if Shi Xi didn't transform into a human form, Ying Xiaoxiao could still clearly feel Shi Xi's sluggishness at that moment.

This is so funny and cute, the originator has no conscience in his heart.

When Shi Xi shrunk on Ying Xiaoxiao's wrist, she naturally missed the Yingying smile on Ying Xiaoxiao's face.

She silently kept a black account. At this time and today, the cause and the result of the incident are clearly in her heart.

Ying Xiaoxiao originally wanted to practice the proficiency of her other innate skills, but it is really difficult to practice the fire element in the mountains, and she has nothing to do with the rhythm.

She has reached the eighth stage of perception of the wood system, and it is not easy to break through. Bell said that she may need an opportunity, but where and when that opportunity is, no one knows.

But idleness is idleness. The person who is said to be in danger of life doesn't know where he is at this moment. Ying Xiaoxiao is not good to leave like this, although waiting is meaningless.

But in the absence of clear clues, we can only wait like this.

Now that the game has launched this quest, there must be a way to complete it.

Ying Xiaoxiao picked a leaf and tried to blow it.

When Shi Xi heard the sound, she stuck out her head from her wrist and looked at Ying Xiaoxiao blowing leaves.

When she was in the egg, she had heard Ying Xiaoxiao blow this. The tune was gentle and pleasant. Although she couldn't say any words of admiration, she firmly believed that it was very nice. It was like Ying Xiao was gently stroking her eggshell. The feeling of whispering to her.

"Xixi, don't listen, I'm not going to play the tune, I plan to practice its lethality first."

Shi Xi seemed to have thought of something and turned it back.

Obviously the sound should be very soft, but Ying Xiaoxiao blew a sharp feeling, especially in the mountains.

There was a sudden sound of flapping wings from the depths of the mountain forest. The bird was disturbed and left from the branch, flapping its wings and flying into the air.

It is truly 'birds of a thousand mountains fly away, and people in all directions disappear'.

Ying Xiao put away the leaves and touched his nose.

Originally, it was a bit reluctant to use something like a leaf as a musical instrument, and the airflow it could emit was really limited. If there was a guzheng or a violin in front of her, she could play "House of Flying Daggers" and "Symphony of Destiny", but the leaves It can only be blown into something sharp and untuned.

The sky is pale and azure, and the clouds are cloudy and cloudy.

The sky darkened unknowingly, and the sun could not be seen, but in the dim sky light, the white crescent moon could be seen, hanging quietly and softly on the horizon.

"My lord, shall we continue to wait here?"

Although Shi Xi didn't know what their purpose was here, she knew that Ying Xiaoxiao was waiting for someone, and Ying Xiaoxiao didn't know where that person was now.

"Let's go down and have a look first."

The seeds that Ying Xiaoxiao left in the bamboo house did not respond, indicating that the owner of the house had not returned.

It takes time to go down the steps. Before Ying Xiaoxiao reached the bamboo house, it was already dark.

Although it wasn't the time when the dew was heavy at night, the weather in this mountain was such that it became cold as soon as night fell, and Ying's little hands were a little cold.

Before Ying Xiaoxiao could say anything, she felt a heat flow gushing out from her collarbone and into her limbs.

This warm feeling makes people want to curl up and let out a sigh.

Shi Xi touched her little fingers with her head, and when she felt her hands were warm, she turned it back with satisfaction.

Ying Xiaoxiao touched Shixi gently with her fingers, and the place where the heat gushed out was exactly where the dragon-shaped tattoo was coiled. Her goddess was really caring.

Ying Xiaoxiao returned to the bamboo house, where it was still the same as before she left, without any change.

Ying Xiaoxiao stared at the shrine and felt a very weak force attached to it.

Bell, if someone who believes in me or knows me dies, will my reputation be reduced accordingly?

【Will do. 】

Ying Xiaomei's eyebrows twitched, she suddenly wanted to go to war in all directions and make herself go down in history.

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't wait in the room for nothing, picked a few wild fruits to fill her stomach, and she still needed sleep, but she didn't slept directly on the master's bed so rudely, but just like she was in the wild a few days ago. , A rattan bed was built outside the bamboo house, and the leaves were densely woven together to form a quilt.

Because of the change in Ying Xiaoxiao's posture, Shi Xi didn't put it on her hand anymore, but merged with the tattoo and rested on Ying Xiaoxiao's chest.

If Ying Xiaoxiao had taken off her clothes at this moment and looked at it, she would have found that the dragon that was originally coiled had stretched out, and was sleeping soundly around her soft snow peak.

rustle--

There were footsteps dragging along with the sound of breathing from not far away, Yingxiao opened his eyes, the branches and leaves were retracted, and he burrowed back to the ground.

Ying Xiaoxiao stood behind the tree and quietly looked at the direction of the road.

Maybe the owner of the bamboo house is back.

The first thing that catches the eye is a blood-colored corner of the clothes.

It was too dark, but luckily the moonlight illuminated another place, so Ying Xiaoxiao could see the corners of her clothes and her long messy hair.

The man walked past Ying Xiaoxiao, and Ying Xiaoxiao smelled a strong **** smell the moment that person passed by.

The door of the bamboo house was pulled open, and it was left open, not closed.

Candles were lit inside, dispelling the darkness.

Ying Xiao adjusted his position and looked at the scene inside the room through the window.

It was a woman, wearing a plain white robe.

However, the robe was tattered and covered with bloodstains.

The woman picked up her long hair and bundled it hastily behind her head.

She poured a basin of water, wrung a clean cloth, and began to wipe the shrine, carefully and carefully, with the meaning of cherishing and caring, even though the shrine was clean enough.

After doing all this, she took out the incense candle from the box again, and Ying Xiaoxiao saw her slow movement and the blood stains smeared between her movements.

Burn incense, kneel, and put incense candles into the censer.

After the woman did all this, she did not leave the shrine immediately.

From Ying Xiao's angle, she could only see her back standing quietly.

The candlelight pulled her shadow very long, and in this silent night, Ying Xiaoxiao heard a soft sigh.

Ying Xiaoxiao came out from behind the tree and knocked on the door of the bamboo house.

The woman in thought woke up, she turned back suddenly, her eyes cold.

Ying Xiaoxiao saw her face clearly, and was slightly surprised, but it was only a flash.

It was a very delicate and beautiful face, with willow eyebrows and cherry lips, looking weak and delicate, if there was no scar on her face.

The scar seemed to tear half of his face apart, from the corner of his eyes to the corner of his mouth, with a hideous meaning.

Because of this scar, the originally weak appearance also added a bit of a gangster air, and with her expression at this time, she looked very gloomy.

"who are you?"

The girl's voice was also extremely hoarse, as if forced out of her throat, with a suppressed meaning.

It's not going to be a very good story.

"As entrusted by her, I came to rescue you."

Ying Xiaoxiao pointed at Guizhu behind the woman, but saw the woman's wide eyes.

"Did you see her? Where? When?"

She asked quickly and urgently, even taking a step forward.

Ying Xiaoxiao briefly summarized the process of the matter, ignoring what happened at the old woman's house, and only talking about the part where Guizhu appeared.

"I know she must still be there, I can feel her breath, but why doesn't she want to appear in front of me?"

The woman murmured, her face filled with grief, and because of the change in her expression, that half of her face looked even more eerie.

"She has no way to condense her strength to show her entity. Is there anything you need my help with?"

"Since you don't have enough power, why are you still in the place you said?"

The woman stared at the shrine of Guizhu, her eyes darkened.

"That's her believer after all."

The woman smiled when she heard the words, but it looked more like crying.

"I said you were in danger and wanted me to help save you. Do you need my help?"

Ying Xiaoxiao doesn't have to help, but she doesn't want to die. She is not curious about the truth of this matter, she is simply going on a mission. If the NPC in this plot doesn't need her help, then she is not sure. It's necessary to stay here.

The woman hesitated for a while, struggling.

"Her wisp of spiritual consciousness is still in this mountain. She was forced to stay there when she was scattered. I have tried many times, but..."

The woman lifted her sleeves, and her hands were bloody.

"I can't get it. I think if I try there next time, I will die there. I can't die. I haven't rescued her yet."

The woman's voice is getting lower and lower, like a desperate beast in the abyss.

"I have tried to save her through other methods, but I can't find those powerful people. I hope others can worship her, but few people believe that they are either desperately ill, or thinking of crooked ways. She can't be used, and my face... people are always scared by me."

The woman touched her scar, her tone low.

"I can't save her."

"If it's really possible, I hope you can get me back that wisp of spiritual knowledge."

The woman's eyes were earnest and earnest, and she looked at Ying Xiaoxiao with hope.

"Entrusted by others, loyal people, where is that place?"

"I'll take you there."

As soon as the woman's eyes lit up, she wanted to lead the way.

"Tomorrow, you can first treat the injury, and then talk about the cause and effect. Tomorrow will dawn, so you can find a way."

The woman was startled, and she knew that she was too impatient, so she nodded.