Witch containment diary

Qingxiao was woken up by the pain again and again, sighed a few times, and then slowly fell to the ground. The sky was on fire.

"It's time to go." Zhang Su picked up Qing Xiao.

Qing Xiao forced her eyes open and leaned on his muscles for support.

Her green eyes were large and beautiful, like emeralds. The firelight from all directions shone in her eyes, shining like a pair of scars on her eyes.

Qing Xiao looked at the destructive scene around him. It used to be an oasis, but now it was trampled into pieces. All his dreams were now nothing but scorched earth. The surviving greenskins were exhausted and screamed in agony.

Some greenskins survived the bitter battle and even killed demons. Once they saw blood, Qingxiao's warlike nature that he had worked so hard to suppress came out again.

They grabbed their weapons and roared harshly at Zhang Su and Qing Xiao, without showing any kindness at all. This shows that Qing Xiao's teachings failed to take root in their hearts.

All failed. Qingxiao hugged her father's shoulders in frustration. She had never treated him as father and daughter, but she had always regarded herself as a daughter.

"I lost," she said.

"It's okay." Zhang Su returned to the moon, protected Qingxiao under his aura, and walked through the clouds.

Qingxiao rose higher and higher. She moved feebly in Zhang Su's arms, her bloodless lips opening and closing slightly. She used to be eloquent, but now she can't utter even a single word.

The wounds will heal, but the mental pain caused by failure pierces the soul and is enough to overwhelm all efforts in the first half of life.

If Zhang Su hadn't sacrificed his life to help, Qing Xiao himself would have fallen into the endless hell, and suffered the same fate as his mother Ivy. Thinking of this, Qing Xiao was also a little discouraged.

Zhang Su took her back to the lunar base and put her in protective clothing for lunar operations in a silver, slender airtight cabin.

Qing Xiao took a deep breath and tried hard to tie the branch branches in her hands and the flowers and fruits in her hair tightly, and put them all into the white plastic clothes.

He hugged Qing Xiao, willing to inject strength into her depressed spirit.

"Don't think you're not good just because of one loss. Your ideas are all correct," Zhang Su said.

"Why are correct ideas destroyed? Why can't intelligence defeat the enemy?" Qing Xiao was frustrated.

"It must be used at the right time and on the right occasion. Do it in a safe place with support. Do it in a down-to-earth manner," Zhang Su said.

He took out the moon-white silk scarf, wiped the black carbon from Qingxiao's face, wiped away the cold sweat on her forehead, and then took her to a lounge on the moon base.

She sat on the bed and reflected silently.

Zhang Su found a flower pot and a change of clothes for her. Qing Xiao stepped into the flower pot and sealed it with soil.

Each of her toes is a branch that draws energy from the soil, and she puts her legs together and jumps in place to the edge of the window, closer to the hazy sunlight.

"This is our temporary refuge. The lunar base is a hub, used to transfer materials between different settlements." Zhang Su said.

"I have to start over, I have to study everything again." Qing Xiao said.

"I originally wanted to encourage you to start over, but I didn't expect you to have convinced yourself." Zhang Su was surprised.

"Seeing you working hard like this, I can't give up." Qing Xiao looked at the lunar desert outside the window. It was boundless and extended to the end of the imagination. "Demons are not invincible, and you can beat them."

"I won't be so lucky next time." Zhang Su wanted to find a stronger method, "Before you start a new experiment, Qing Xiao, I want to ask you for help."

After a while.

"Okay." Qing Xiao nodded silently, "I want to do something within my ability now, otherwise I will doubt myself sooner or later."

"That's right. We can just do what we can each do. If you challenge yourself forcefully, you will only encounter trouble. Stay with your friends and the organization, and everything will be fine. Let's go to Earth again when we are fully prepared next time Come on, okay?" Zhang Su gave Qing Xiao the sign of the moon base to facilitate her activities.

"Okay. I don't want to watch you work hard alone. I also want to be useful." Qing Xiao took the card handed over by Zhang Su. She closed her eyes and recalled the plants and green skins that were burned by demon attacks. , feeling ashamed, but knowing the shame and then being brave, "How did my mother fight?"

"She can create contiguous and huge trees that cannot be cut with a knife or damaged by fire. They cannot be cleared by laser bombing or aircraft dropping cloud bombs, which has had a huge impact on people." Zhang Su said.

"Ah, that must be a unique tree species, which was cultivated by my mother by combining some plants. I also want to develop such trees and make them immortal plants." Qing Xiao's imagination suddenly came alive.

"No matter what, just have a good rest." Zhang Su felt that Qingxiao was a brave child, and it was great to be able to bring him back in time. Sooner or later, if he stayed on the earth, he would be wiped out by demons.

Qingxiao thinks it's good to be with her father. It's better to have someone to protect her from the wind and rain than to be alone. She plans to turn all her incredible experiences into nutrients for growth and absorb and digest them.

At the beginning, their witch mentor Delia gave Qingxiao two paths. One was to use the wild wind to transform all things and the environment into nature, and the other was to transform into giant plant life and interact with the surrounding plants and trees. . Qing Xiao chose the wild wind. She thought the green world was cool at the time, and she still does the same now, but she had to be more cunning and smarter, and she had to be specialized against demons...

With many thoughts in mind, Qing Xiao closed her eyes and stood on the flower pot to rest.

Six hours later, she heard the telegraph at the door, went to check, and found that it was Zhang Su calling.

"Sorry to wake you up, but the situation is not good. Please come to the medical area." Zhang Su said briefly.

Dad is very polite to people. Qing Xiao felt very ashamed. She has learned a lot from Zhang Su over the years, but she can't be as decent as him.

She traveled on the commuter balance car that is standard for base personnel. She saw many busy staff on the road. It seemed that the base was encountering some danger. The soldiers looked nervous and ran quickly.

"Qingxiao!" Zaho looked at her at the door.

"You're going to kiss me again." Qingxiao felt that Saho was too clingy, "Go aside."

"Woo, I miss you so much." Saho squatted at the door, "But if you don't let me kiss you, forget it."

In the emergency intensive care unit, Qing Xiao saw Edith lying on a gray-blue medical bed, surrounded by monitoring screens, trying their best to monitor her special physical condition, but the readings were not good.

"When did we join Edith?" Qing Xiao was surprised.

"And we have to find a way to save her." Zhang Su said.

Things hadn't really improved for Edith since the Battle of the Scarlet Gardens.

Hearing the conversation between Qing Xiao and Zhang Su, Edith opened her eyes, her eyes pale and cautious, and she slowly glanced at Qing Xiao.

"..." Edith nodded slowly, "Where is the lovely child."

"You are almost dead, but you are still very optimistic. You are as confident as on TV, which is amazing. Based on rich experience, generally speaking, if the patient is optimistic, there is a high probability that the condition will improve." Qing Xiao walked to Ai Tisi stood beside the bed and held her hand, as if to share a bit of strength. She felt that this was what Zhang Su would do, so she is now following Zhang Su's example.

"I know my physical condition very well," Edith said softly.

Qing Xiao noticed that the blood-stained quilt covered the area below Edith's abdomen, which was bleeding abnormally, turning into some kind of sickly breeding creature, as if several different cancers and tumors were multiplying crazily.

"What should I do?" Qing Xiao saw that Edith's face was spasming, and her breathing became wet and uneven.

"Accelerated growth of magic potion fruits." Zhang Su pointed to some exotic flowers and herbs on the flowerpot next to him, "Lion Vine, Tianyu Fern, Arnica and Echinacea. Soraya gave us the formula, and we tried our best to find them all. Materials and stuff like that, but it will take at least half a year for the fruit to mature.”

"I'll let them mature." Qing Xiao asked them to step back.

She gathered the magic power in her hands, and the others watched attentively. Then, they all felt a breeze blowing through the plants.

Immediately afterwards, the plant grew rapidly in front of their eyes, and its root system expanded to the point that it broke the clay flowerpot. The grass blades curl, stretch, and bloom, just like the rapid playback of plant growth recorded by a camera day by day, condensing the four seasons into a few minutes.

The clay itself also began to twist, its shape changed from clay to plant-like, to dense fibers, its color darkened, and a germ-like skin appeared like that of a newborn fruit. Even the counter where these plants were placed became distorted.

"Ah - the magic power is not enough." Qing Xiao felt that her magic power was being depleted violently. She had acted too hastily, and these plants boasted their magic power and devoured much more power than she imagined.

"It's okay, I'll help you." Saho raised his hand and called for the power of the Ring of Peace. The witches present prayed silently and lent their power to Qingxiao.

"Hey..." Qing Xiao's heart warmed up and she felt strength surge up.

As of today, the children in the Ring of Peace of Mind are already witches who have broken through the ranks, and their powers are uncanny and surging. Qing Xiao thought that all of them were just like the little ones in the past, with their magic power disappearing as soon as they were sucked. However, in fact, they had sufficient magic power, were in good health, and exuded a warm and uplifting atmosphere, which made her truly feel the weight of friendship.

Thus, the plant finally came into being.

Zhang Su has quick eyes and quick hands. He picks the required plant components, flowers, fruits, leaves, and roots at the most appropriate time. After swallowing Qingxiao's magic power, they gradually accumulate nutrients, swell and plump, and tremble gently in front of Zhang Su, like a heartbeat.

"Then who will make the magic potion?" Qing Xiao withdrew his magic power and looked up at Zhang Su.

"Of course I am." Zaho never delayed making the potion. Qingxiao watched her mixing the potion on the workbench, and had a vision of the scene where they were sitting on the grass sharing a fairy delicacy a long time ago.

"I'm sorry for rejecting everyone before. Now I feel it's better to be here." Qingxiao couldn't help but said, and looked at Mayumi and Natsuki next to her.

"You are still as direct as ever, but your speaking style allows us to feel your true feelings..." Mayumi sighed.

"..." Xia Xi maintained a silent style. She has always been very kind to others, but since Qingxiao had despised them before, it would be a bit difficult to regain Xia Xi's friendship. No time to wait!

"The potion is ready, great tonic." Hayho finished mixing the healing potion and fed it to Edith, who drank it slowly.

Zhang Su watched silently from the side, hoping that Edith would recover as before, but her expression was still very bad.

"It seems not enough." Hayho looked at Edith, "What should we do? We have used up the most magical and scientific gadgets."

Edith's vision became increasingly blurry, and she felt that her own repair speed could not match the speed of her body's collapse.

The surrounding instrument displays also buzzed with alarm.

"I'm going to prepare the funeral arrangements." Hayho sighed.

Natsuki stepped forward and used her own sunlight magic to slowly revive Edith's life, but she felt that Edith's decline was like a destined death that could not be illuminated no matter what.

"..." Edith looked at everyone in the room weakly, as if she wanted to remember them before she died.

"My flesh and blood has the effect of regeneration." Zhang Su stepped forward, "Edith, drink my blood."