Goddesses are born together (online game)

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"Go away, you can come and play with me secretly every night. My tent is like this, but the group leader will move it to see if you can keep up..."

Su Si said while poking the sand with her finger to draw a simple schematic diagram.The monster squatted down in bewilderment, and squatted beside it, watching carefully and trying to understand.

Su Si drew a sun, then shook her head at the monster, and pointed outside the tent.Then he drew another moon, nodded to the monster, indicating yes, and nodded himself.

This set of actions was repeated many times, until the monster suddenly realized and nodded.Su Si sighed again, and complained in a low voice, "It's really stupid."

"Stupid." The monster repeated.She didn't know what it meant, but judging from the tone, it wasn't a good word.

Su Si stretched her waist and was about to enter the tent. Seeing this, the monster didn't bother to think about the meaning of the words anymore, so she stood up and followed Su Si step by step, wanting to go in together.

When Su Si lifted the curtain, she noticed the tail behind her, and turned around: "No, do you still want to sleep with me?"

The monster didn't speak, but the blue eyes showed determination.

Su Si looked at the new doll and lifted the curtain: "Okay, okay, you can go in, but you have to leave before dawn, when the sun rises."

The monster repeated: "Go when the sun rises." She actually already had an impression of the recurring words, but she was a little confused, so she subconsciously repeated: "Go, the sun." Then she had a brainstorm and remembered two words meaning, turned to Su Si and said, "Okay."

This was the first time she gave a verbal logical answer other than repeating Su Si's words.

……

This memory is a little longer. After this relatively deep first meeting, Xie Jin and Gu Zhinian saw a fast-forward and blurred relationship with each other. From Jiaoyueji's perspective, it is that she was together during the day. On the hot sandy ground and beside the tall rocks, the Luo team chased Su Si's team, secretly met her at night, and persevered day after day.

In these scattered and repetitive clips, there are occasional discordant colors——on the night of the full moon, there is no Su Si, only corpses and blood splattered all over the ground. Loot, of course, only picks up the silver ones.

This is probably Jiaoyueji's eccentricity.Gu Zhinian thought, every full moon will kill people, only picking horse thieves and sand bandits, not caravans.Before meeting Su Si, she hadn't had time to attack the caravan; after meeting Su Si, she didn't dare to attack those who had camels and looked tired and dusty, and she was considered an infatuated person .

And Xie Jin was thoughtful.She is an old elf player and the main force who once restored the elf city. Without her efforts, the elves would not even be able to receive daily tasks.Therefore, she has a very clear understanding of the background story and introduction of the elves. She knows that in the background story, the silver tree grows most vigorously during the full moon.

That being the case...as a defective product of the tree of life, Jiaoyue Ji was an orphan of war, her emotions were deeply influenced by the silver tree in her hometown, and every full moon, the swollen emotions in her body rose to the highest level, Turned into physical pain, bloodthirsty can be explained.

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Chapter 71 The Past 4

As soon as the screen changed, it was another full moon.The shot gave Blood Moon a lot, because Jiaoyue Ji always looked at the sky for a long time before killing someone.

The accident happened in this "moment".

She carried a knife to look for Su Si. On a full moon night, she had to take another look at Su Si before leaving to feel at ease.

Originally, she kept a close distance from Su Si's team, but now she wanted to take a look at Su Si, so she climbed over the sand dune.

When she stepped on the top of the sand dune with one deep foot and one light foot, she bent down and looked down, the night was like silk, and in the night, the sand should be lighter in color, but this time there was a different, big chunky, spread out----

She judged from the pungent smell of blood on the tip of her nose that it was blood.

In the simple temporary camp, she saw a lot of blood splattered all over the floor, half dry and half gurgling out, a barefoot dancer with disheveled hair, tied with hemp rope by a group of people, was about to be sent to the camel .

The dancer's eyes were indifferent, as if she wasn't the one who was tied up, or the one who was hijacked. She had just experienced the robbery by the horse bandits, and it wasn't her who saw someone she was familiar with fall down.

Speaking of it, I don't know if it's because monsters are naturally ignorant of human feelings, or because she is just born indifferent. She doesn't have much affection for the leader of the group and the members of the group who juggle for a living.Despite being together day and night, she felt no more for them than for any stranger who came to see her perform.

So she heard the familiar screams and howls outside, and she just quietly sat up from the pitch-black tent, sat, and listened, the sand under her butt was extremely cold at night, and she remained motionless.

Until it was all over outside and she was dragged out.

There was blood all over the ground, and she was roughly dragged over, stepping on the wet blood, without any fluctuation in her heart.When the person who was probably the leader of the horse bandit pinched her cheeks with rough hands and looked around, her expression didn't change much. She didn't have the shame, indignation, or panic that her peers should have, let alone joy.

She just had a dull face, without any emotions.From childhood to adulthood, parents remember the midnight nightmare, being trafficked to an unfamiliar desert, exposed to the wind and the sun, eating unpalatable meals, learning to dance, with sore hands and feet, being beaten by the leader of the group, and now the whole group is brutally slaughtered by horse bandits , her own life or death is uncertain, she is actually very numb to the facts of all these experiences.

When she was still a spirit fetus, she was transferred from the fox clan to the mortal world.From a small mountain village in the southwest, he was kidnapped to the desert in the northwest.The environment she lives in keeps changing. If she doesn't forget some things and become numb to save herself, it will be difficult for her to survive quickly again.

Instigated by this kind of numbness, it seems that it is not a big deal that the gang he belonged to was wiped out and he was caught by the horse bandits.It's just a change of place, but she still has to work hard to survive, play people and show people's emotions to please people, she seems to be very used to this kind of thing.

This group of horse bandits has long heard about such a gang performing arts along the road, and naturally they also found out that there is a famous and beautiful little dancer in the gang, and there are many treasures in the gang.There is no shortage of wealthy nobles along the road, so naturally you can’t be stingy when offering rewards; and the desert at night is a fig leaf, and horse bandits don’t just have the word horse bandit written on their faces, so it’s easy to sneak into the crowd.

The dancer's beautiful smile and the pile of jewels, of course, were calculated by the villain with ulterior motives and long-term considerations; the calculations of these many days were stacked up, and it was worthy of breaking out tonight.

This group of horse thieves sneaked into the regiment at night.

The night watchman was drowsy when he saw a group of people popping up like bamboo shoots after a rain. Before he could react from his hazy drowsiness, and before he had time to think of an early warning, his throat was slit open with a knife.

Everyone in the tent was still sleeping soundly, and everything was going on in silence.This group of sand bandits killed the others, and captured the dancer who was half sitting up, with a very numb expression—this was the only person alive in the group.Some held the little beauty for the chief's pleasure, while others looted the crude tents, the treasures wrapped in rags.

Beauty, jewelry, wealth and sex.

But the joy of the harvest did not last long, and then, just like they hunted and killed the unarmed people in the camp, they also fell down very quickly—it was too late to be surprised, too late to resist. moonlight.

How like the legend about the full moon in the desert.

Jiaoyue Ji.

No one remembers her appearance, and those who have seen her only have time to see the moonlight above their heads before they die.

The dancer easily pushed away the limbs that were still pinching her wrists. The limbs that were alive for a second, now belonged to the dead, and stood up.She saw a wilderness with no limit in front of her, a barren hill under the moon.