The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 1112 There is a junior sister here 1
After finishing the last task, Siru went back to the wood spirit space to rest enough, and then left with Er Gouzi's eyes full of tears.

Er Gouzi: ...

Howling in the heart, who would not give up!Who is riding a horse full of tears!
But her face was still flattering, she bent her waist while shaking her little hands, "Master, go slowly, master goodbye." It is better to die outside.

Check it out.

This sentence rhymes a lot.

So God, please grant my little wish.

God: No, I'm afraid of being ripped apart.

As Siru shuttled through the passage surrounded by stars, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, not enough, not enough.

It's so far away!

Bright moon, starry sky, flowers and trees floating above the clouds...

Siru lowered her eyes, hiding the surging sadness in her eyes.

After receiving the content of this mission, Siru had a strange expression on her face, and read it twice carefully, just one sentence.

"Assist the heroine He Wushuang to ascend the throne smoothly."

Si Ru:……

What?

What the hell is this!

Why should she, a beautiful girl, want to be another girl's stepping stone.

Siru finally accepted it, and she clenched her fists tightly, all for money, um, exchange at equal value, as long as she doesn't do business that loses money.

Who is helping is not helping.

She can help a helpless mother bring back her hopeless son who is addicted to mobile phones, and naturally she can help people sweep the world away and become a god.

As long as the money is in place, no problem!
By the way, the heroine's name is too down-to-earth, isn't it?

Why Wushuang?Why aren't you called He Hongyao, huh!

Tucao return to Tucao, for a long time to come, Siru will become this He Wushuang's thug who doesn't want money.

The road to becoming a god has always been covered with thorns and stained red with blood, otherwise, do you think anyone can become a god?Either the aptitude is the strongest and the strongest, or there must be a group of spare tires who are willing to sacrifice for them.

Siru's sixth sense warning, according to the usual routine of romance novels, her task, well, should undoubtedly be the latter.

Ugh.

She also has to work with the heroine who has a radiant head and a colorful cloud. How can she feel worse than eating a fly.

"This is a disease and it needs to be cured!"

Anyway, it's a habit to go and see the heroine first.

In the next second, Siru appeared in a cave, numb and dark, she narrowed her eyes and dodged the oncoming attack with a flash of figure.

Hey!
With the howl of a wild beast, the cave seemed to be shaken down, a lot of dust fell on Siru's body, splashing ashes all over her face.

Also, it's really unhygienic!

Siru's body was surrounded by a bright green light. In the light, the handsome young master Ruyu, who was dressed in dark blue and elegant bamboo with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, made people and gods angry.

In the darkness, something was attacking quickly, and there was an unpleasant stench, which made Siru turn around and flee in one direction.

It stinks!
If saliva splashed on her clothes again, she thought she might not be able to wash them off.

Siru didn't know the direction, but Mu Ling was born with an intuition for anger. After flying for a quarter of an hour, she finally saw the light.

Yes, colorful.

Well, it is the color registered by the heroines.

Siru speeded up and rushed straight like a sharp arrow.

A certain woman is bathing in colorful light and receiving the inheritance of the ancient medicine god:...

Oh open!

interrupted.

He Wushuang's face was completely black, but when he saw the person coming, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he took a deep breath, "Brother Leng, why are you here?"

Siru: Me?Last name Leng?
She would actually have such a cold and coquettish name one day.

"I'll save you."

if not?
I want to say that it was a dead mouse hit by a blind cat. Hey, do you believe it?

He Wushuang was choked at once, what else could she say, she couldn't complain that Brother Leng, you came too fast and interrupted my inheritance.

So angry!
An extremely forced smile appeared on her lips, "Thank you, Brother Leng."

She chose to conceal the inheritance of the ancient medicine god without even the slightest entanglement, and He Wushuang couldn't tell what was in her mind.

Yep.

I can only convince myself that as a monk, who hasn't had any adventures yet.

Si Ruen said.

Then I started to walk around in this small cave, except for a stone platform on which stood a broken statue half a person's height, there was nothing.

That's it……

Siru sneered and said: "I don't know which monk it is, but he died in this place, tsk, he even made a statue, why, he still expects someone to come to pay his respects and kowtow to him just to get the mantle? Heh, I really don’t know if he’s stupid or if he thinks others are as stupid as him. No wonder he died here, there’s not even a body collector, and he was probably an annoying stick when he was alive.”

Ancient Medicine God: "..."

Suddenly being dubbed a mallet is a bit square.

groove!
How dare you mock labor and management, let's see if labor and management don't kill you, an open-mouthed yellow-mouthed kid!
But, useless.

He had been dead for an unknown number of years, and the only remaining primordial spirit was too weak, and the inheritance was suddenly interrupted by that dead boy, and he was about to disperse.

He Wushuang's eyes widened, never expecting that Brother Leng, who has always been glamorous and noble, would say such rebellious words, just about to refute, he was taken aback, there is no treasure in this cave, and there is no trace of aura, The inheritance of the ancient medicine god was acquired by her, and ordinary monks would think that this is the tomb of a poor monk.

She picked up a big deal.

Although the inheritance was interrupted in the middle, the things received are also very powerful. They come from the ancient god of medicine and are lost and out of print.

He Wushuang's depressed mood suddenly improved, "Brother Leng, there is nothing special about this cave, let's look in other directions, maybe the treasure is in another place."

In fact, she knew very well in her heart that the best things in this relic had already been inherited by her.

Si Ru: "Okay."

He looked back at the even more broken statue, curled his lips, and said to He Wushuang, "Let's go, there is nothing good in this poor and broken cave."

Poor Medicine God: Crazy face.

Two lasagna tears flowed down, apprentice, don't you know what you lost?

Siru and He Wushuang quickly disappeared into the dark passage.

A white holy light appeared on the broken statue. The ancient medicine god had a compassionate face, with a hint of regret.

Shaking his head, he slowly dissipated.

While the two were flying, He Wushuang asked: "Brother Leng, that night dragon beast is so fierce, you can actually defeat it, it's amazing!"

She didn't smell the smell of blood, Brother Leng was still domineering and sharp.

It can be seen that he was not injured.

Siru frowned: "Defeat? Who said I defeated it."

Now it was He Wushuang's turn to be surprised, she turned her head to look at Siru, "You didn't kill it?" Did you tame it and make it a contract beast?

Great!

Why isn't she so lucky?

Siru: "Such a ferocious beast, of course my first choice is to run away. I know I can't beat it, but I'm still strong. I'm not stupid. Besides, this time I came to the ruins to hunt for treasure, and nothing else is necessary. .We rob people’s tombs and kill watchdogs, that’s not good.”

He Wushuang: "..."

(End of this chapter)