After I Transmigrated as a Mermaid, I Transmigrated Back

The word "grandmother" has not been mentioned in front of Zhao Xiaokui for a long time.

She raised her head, looked at Arthur and the others, and said, "I want to talk to him alone, can I?"

The two words alone are as heavy as if they were bitten on the tip of the tongue.

Things changed, and Arthur wanted to say something, but his sleeve was yanked by Fasil.

She lowered her head, looking a little humble in front of Zhao Xiaokui, her body trembling slightly, sweat gathered on her chin, she said to Zhao Xiaokui in a respectful tone that Arthur had never heard before: "As you wish, ma'am."

Arthur's heart tightened, he took a look at Zhao Xiaokui, and quickly looked away.

He is a very cautious person who knows how to judge pros and cons.

The others were also very good at reading people's faces, not the idiots that are often seen in movies. After Zhao Xiaokui's words fell, they followed their captain and retreated silently.

After leaving the door, someone dissatisfied said: "Why should we listen to that Chinese man?"

Faisili gave her a cold look, "If you don't want to die, you don't have to listen."

Arthur didn't feel that pressure. Although he believed Faithley's judgment, he was still a bit puzzled, so he asked, "What exactly do you feel?"

"...What did I feel?" Faisili glanced at the slowly closing wooden door. In the room, Zhao Xiaokui was bending down, pinching "Jonny" by the chin, forcing him to meet her gaze, separated so far away. She could feel the breath of daggers and swords at a distance of [-] feet, "I feel the breath of death."

There was a bit of lingering fear in her voice.

She looked at Arthur and said seriously: "Kui is far scarier than I imagined. At that moment, I almost fell to my knees."

"We must try our best to be friends with her, and we must not turn her into our enemy. She has abilities beyond your imagination."

Arthur's face became serious because of her words.

The strength of both him and Faith Li, in the League of Gods, not to mention the top ten, but at least the top twenty.

According to the information they learned, Zhao Xiaokui only became a transcendent a year ago, which is much shorter than the time they became transcendent, and now the other party is far stronger than the two of them. A man of ten years.

Arthur said seriously: "I know."

At the same time, he warned his team members, "When facing Aoi, remember to treat me with the same respect as you do. The price of offending a super expert is something you cannot afford."

Some members of the team curled their lips indifferently, thinking that the two were exaggerating, but they still nodded, expressing that they would listen to the captain's words.

In the room, Zhao Xiaokui's sharp gaze directly hit "Jonny"'s eyes.

"Don't lie to me, tell me everything you know."

Facing her oppression, "Johnny" didn't feel nervous at all, but smiled lightly, "Don't be so serious, your grandmother and I used to be best friends, in fact, if I wasn't one step behind , you might call me grandfather now."

Zhao Xiaokui released her extraordinary form.

The golden fish scales are shining brightly under the fluorescent lamp, and the shimmering luster on them almost stings people's eyes.

This is not a metaphor or exaggeration, but the brilliance of the power of faith.

For the first time, "Jonnie" made an evasive movement without changing his face.

There was slight pain in his expression, but after the pain, he showed a mocking smile, "I really didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it..."

He said: "We are a group of people who have been abandoned by faith, and you are lucky to be favored by this new world."

When he said the word "Lucky", there was indescribable jealousy and sarcasm in his tone.

"It's an astounding amount of affection that your grandmother could have done for you."

Zhao Xiaokui asked: "What did she do for me?"

"Johnny" laughed maliciously, "Guess?"

……

Of course Zhao Xiaokui couldn't guess.

The evil god who possessed Jonny didn't really intend to play a guessing game with her.

After hearing the so-called truth from "Jonnie", Zhao Xiaokui suddenly became uncontrollably absent-minded.

"...That's how she found your lifeline in all the tributaries of fate."

"No, you lied."

How, how could it be.

How could she be a survivor from the previous civilization?

She clearly remembered that she was born in an old hospital, and she still remembered the dilapidated walls and dim lights...

The voice of the evil god is still ringing in your ears, "Did you find that although you can recall everything that happened every minute and every second from birth to now, you can't remember what your parents looked like anyway, just like They've never been the same in your life."

"Of course you haven't seen them, because you are the only mermaid left in your branch, alone, left in the world, waiting for the arrival of the new century."

"I don't believe what you said." Zhao Xiaokui's face turned slightly pale, but her eyes remained firm. She quickly thought of the paradox that the evil god said, "You said that my grandma was from the same era as you, but she once raised me Growing up, if she was from the same era as you, how did she appear in modern society?"

"Johnny" grinned silently as if hearing some extremely funny joke.

"Honey." His tone was intimate and greasy, full of bewitching taste, "Think about it carefully, does your grandma really exist?"

Zhao Xiaokui's memory regressed uncontrollably.

Back to the day her grandmother died.

She thought her last class that day was math, but it wasn't.

That class was their class meeting, and the monitor used the multimedia in the classroom to show "The Truman Show".

At that moment, an extremely absurd feeling suddenly rose in her heart.

Truman lives in a world made for her by others, so will she also live in a world made for her by others?

Could her classmates, friends, and even relatives be a deliberately designed lie?

On the day she was thinking about it, her grandmother died.

A burst of severe pain hit Zhao Xiaokui's heart. This kind of recognition made her extremely painful, and she couldn't even control the expression on her face for a while.Her pale lips and tightly knit brow seemed to please "Johnny", so he smiled happily again, "Look, what a pity, a little fool who has been living in lies."

In the midst of the pain of being put into a blender like a heart, some pictures in the memory seemed to be softly lighted, and gradually became clear.

She saw how her young self crawled out of a cocoon.

When she was born, she was like a three-year-old child, able to walk, jump, and speak neatly.

She bewitched a kind-hearted middle-aged woman to take her from the countryside to the city.

In the city, she found another old man who was about to die, and she stayed in the other's home as his granddaughter.

After the old man died, she lived alone in that house.

Under her invincible seductive power, no one doubted how a three-year-old child could live alone at home.

The grandma she made up became her channel for socializing with the outside world.

Zhao Xiaokui's expression gradually became cold.

"Johnny" chuckled, "Look, you are the same person as me."

Zhao Xiaokui put his hand on his neck, "No, I'm not."

"Jonnie" rolled his eyes straight after being pinched by her, but still smiled madly, and said in a firm tone: "No, you are, you are the same people as us, everyone who survived from the previous civilization, They are all lunatics, and only lunatics can survive from the previous civilization..."

"Do you really want to kill me? I heard that you killed many evil gods like me. Do you really think that you can kill all evil gods? Can you kill them all? Have you ever thought about it, maybe One day, the person you meet will have a golden fishtail..."

"I know, of course I know."

From the day "Jonnie" said that her grandma didn't exist, she knew that if her grandma was still alive, there was only one possibility for her to exist, and that was to hide in time and space like "Jonnie" and those people. In the cracks of the world, escape the cleansing at the time of civilization change, and become an evil god who can only gain temporary sobriety by taking the fate of others.

If she continues to absorb the faith and take on the responsibility of "savior", sooner or later, she will face her grandmother.

"...but so what?"

Her dark golden eyes were so cold and so sad.

"One day," she said, "I will kill her with my own hands, just like I killed you."

The power of faith surged in her soul.

Then along the arm, like a soldier, he flocked to "Johnny".

"Johnny", who always thought he was sure of winning, changed his face at this time.

"You'll regret it, you'll regret it—"

The power of faith stopped before making intimate contact with "Johnny".

He thought he had succeeded in persuading him, and immediately showed a smug smile, but what Zhao Xiaokui said made his smile stiffen on his face.

"Do you think I'll let you go?" The power of faith spewed out suddenly, and the white light engulfed him from head to toe. "Jonnie," growled, "Idiot."

If it was before meeting Shen Zhifei, the words of "Jonny" might really move her.

For Zhao Xiaokui herself, she doesn't have much good or evil, and she doesn't care too much about the so-called evil and good.

It was Shen Zhifei who made her connect with the world, it was Shen Zhifei who chose Nightcrawler for her, it was Shen Zhifei who pushed her from the neutral path to the side of justice in the eyes of the world.

The power of faith is more lethal to evil gods than holy water.

Zhao Xiaokui, who washed himself with mineral water on the table, slowly rinsed under the current, admiring his slender fingers. When he felt that they were clean, he turned his head and looked at "Johnny" who was no longer struggling, and said : "A person like me only cares about today and the present, and I don't even understand what I really care about. What gave you the illusion that I and you are the same kind of people?"

If you are like "Johnny", lingering alive.

Zhao Xiaokui would rather die simply and neatly.

She believed her grandmother thought the same way.

So she would rather never see her grandmother again, and she did not want to meet her grandmother in an opposite capacity one day in the future.

If there is such a day, she must be disappointed with her grandmother.

Disappointed that she lived up to her own imagination of her.

Zhao Xiaokui opened the door, and Arthur and Fasil went straight into the room. Looking at the lifeless Johnny with his head down, Arthur clenched his fists, and Fasil gritted her teeth, not to mention the others. Said, with angry expressions on his face.

"Why do you look like you are dead?" Zhao Xiaokui turned her head and saw this scene, she said strangely, "Why are you still hanging around here if you don't look for his soul?"

Arthur looked like a deaf patient who had just recovered his hearing, "You, what did you just say?"

"I said you haven't looked for his soul yet, what are you doing hanging around here? Although he is a transcendent, his soul body is floating outside alone. If he is still in this kind of world, it is very likely that he will not be able to last for more than three hours. If you If you don’t find him before dawn, you can really consider taking him back for a funeral.”

Faisili suddenly understood what she was talking about.

After reacting, she rushed out of the room without saying a word, and ran towards the street.

The others froze for half a second, followed closely behind, and rushed out.

Zhao Xiaokui didn't stop her. After she killed the evil god once with the power of faith, even if the avatar is still in this space, its strength will definitely drop greatly, and it is impossible to cause harm to them in a short time.

Zhao Xiaokui thought so, but she didn't expect that the slap in the face came so suddenly and she was caught off guard.

Just when she estimated that it was almost time, and was about to go back to the room to wake up her team members, when the door opened, she stepped directly into another world.

This is a world full of yellow sand.

This is a city built of black boulders.

Generals in armor stood on tall stones and delivered exciting speeches.

The soldiers standing on the square were encouraged, raised their sharp long swords high, and let out deafening cheers one after another.

Zhao Xiaokui's reaction was slow for a moment, and seeing the general on the high platform, he suddenly turned his head, stared at her coldly, and asked, "Soldier, what are you thinking?"

Zhao Xiaokui: "...I didn't think about anything."

Her gaze scanned the crowd, but she didn't find a familiar face.

Of course, it could also be her familiar face, all hidden behind the masks of guards with steel helmets around them.

"Stay focused, soldier! Lose your mind on the battlefield and lose your life!"

Zhao Xiaokui said yes.

Then reduce the sense of presence and quietly blend into other soldiers.

Like a drop of water melting into the sea.

The general wanted to stare more at the soldier who dared to distract himself while he was giving a speech, but he found that he couldn't remember what the soldier looked like, only that there was a lot of dust on her face—the whole In Stone City, everyone has a lot of ashes on their faces.

Zhao Xiaokui did not act rashly.

She observed everyone around her, everyone looked so lifelike, like a living person.

In other words, they themselves are living people, but they just don't know that they are dead.

She had already guessed the identities of these people——

soldier.

Soldiers who died in battle on the battlefield of Fora.

She had seen something similar in a book.

The two hostile countries are fighting day and night, and the soldiers and generals are all red-eyed.

The first thing I do when I wake up every morning is thinking about how to defeat each other, how to kill each other.

However, one day, an unexpected disaster suddenly struck, killing everyone in an instant.

But death did not dissipate the hostility between the soldiers of the two countries.

As a result, the space they were in formed a strange field. They kept repeating their daily battles, as if they would never know how to get tired, and kept fighting until an outsider broke in.

Once an outsider is killed in this space, he will become one of the soldiers.

And the soldiers who killed him had the chance to come back to life with the help of his body.

The book that Zhao Xiaokui saw was a soldier who came back from the dead. After becoming a high-ranking wizard, he recalled what happened in the past and wrote it down in his memoirs.

After the formation was disbanded, they did not rush to the battlefield immediately.

This gave Zhao Xiaokui a lot of free time to find himself or members of other teams.

Fortunately, in this army, she quickly found all the nightcrawlers in Huaguo.

Unfortunately, among all the nightcrawlers, except for her, no one knows her true identity.

They all thought they were "soldiers".

Like all ordinary soldiers, they are full of enthusiasm, expecting that the spear in their hands can penetrate the heart of the enemy.