After defeating the thirteen male protagonists [Quick Transmigration]

The night passed peacefully. Ying Xiaoxiao looked at the traces of Xie Yinghuan's past life for a long time.

At dawn, everything turned into nothingness.

It all returned to its original appearance, silent and lifeless.

Ying Xiaoxiao felt the change in the strength in her body, and curled her lips in satisfaction.

She walked towards the prefect's mansion and touched the barrier again.

Still feeling the tingling pain, she didn't stop, wanting to pass her hand through.

Still not working.

Ying Xiaoxiao was not disappointed, and withdrew her hand.

The hand was bloody and bloody, with bones visible.

But Ying Xiaoxiao didn't seem to feel the pain, she healed her hand and condensed her strength into a spear.

When the green light touched the transparent barrier, it dissipated.

Huanzhu watched coldly from the side, and didn't say any more that Ying Xiaoxiao was crazy.

Anyway, he already knew that the flower demon's mind was abnormal, and he was rushing to find fault for himself, so why was he thirsting for power?

Ying Xiaoxiao pulled out all the strength in her body and turned them into a circle of light that enveloped her body.

She tried to walk into the barrier again, stretching her legs out.

Like being struck by a blade, Ying Xiaoxiao was knocked into the air and fell to the ground, covered in blood.

The pretty face was slashed, Ying Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, and just lay on the ground.

If it weren't for the slight ups and downs of the chest, it would almost be as if he was dead.

Huanzhu approached hesitantly, looking at the flower demon covered in scars.

She has no strength, she can't even stand up.

"If you still forcefully break through, you will really die."

Ying Xiaoxiao's eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes.

Those eyes are like a bottomless cold pool, enough to freeze everything.

Huanzhu saw her smiling, as if denying his words.

"I won't die."

Ying Xiaoxiao's voice was weak, but her expression suddenly became a little gentle.

"Nothing is immortal."

Huanzhu shook his head, everything in the world will come to an end.

"You are just a demon who has just become a spirit. You have been in this city all the time, and no one wants to harm you. Why are you tossing yourself so much?"

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't answer, just looked at the gray sky.

"To go outside? But there is nothing good in the world. If you are too conspicuous, someone will take you in."

The little boy squatted beside her, but his tone was as persuasive as an elder's.

"You won't understand."

"Why don't I understand? I know a lot, but I just don't want to think about it."

Huanzhu said dissatisfiedly that the original body of a boy suddenly turned into a teenager.

The appearance is outstanding, the eyes are clear, exuding an aura of ignorance of the world.

Ying Xiaoxiao seemed to be looking at something interesting, the Magic Orb that controls people's mind, definitely not so innocent.

"Growing up is too much trouble."

Huanzhu shook her head, and turned into a child again.

"But there are some things that you can only understand when you grow up."

Ying Xiaoxiao felt that her strength had recovered a little, and she was repairing her body.

"How long have you been wise."

"It's been a long time, and the first picture I saw was that someone put me here."

Huanzhu pointed to the prefect's mansion, as if recalling.

"I remember that voice. He said that ghost generals are irrational ghosts. If they get out of control, the world will be in chaos. It's a pity that her power is too strong, so I can only rely on magic beads to blind her memory and imprison her here."

Huanzhu's voice suddenly became deep, as if imitating the tone of the speaker.

"At that time, I knew that I had an important responsibility, and that was to protect the common people."

Huanzhu puffed out her small chest, looking extremely proud.

Ying Xiaoxiao smiled, with a sneer in his eyes.

A hot-blooded young man, but he doesn't know how bloody his protection of the common people is based on.

"You shouldn't know."

Huanzhu felt strange a long time ago. Logically speaking, this flower demon doesn't know anything at all, but now it looks like 'what you said is not right'.

"You are a good bead."

Ying Xiaoxiao said so.

Huanzhu was a little confused, this compliment sounded weird to him.

The scars on Ying Xiaoxiao's body had been healed, she sat up from the ground, her lips were still a little white.

"Would you like a story?"

"Whose story?"

"her."

Ying Xiaoxiao pointed to the ground, but Huanzhu shook her head.

"I know her memory, it's the illusion I created for her. Speaking of which, this person is also very powerful."

"The memory should only stay before she died. Do you know how she died and how she became like this?"

Huanzhu shook her head, he was curious before, but no one answered her.

"Lend me your strength, part of it is enough."

Ying Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand with a sense of coaxing.

Huanzhu looked at her hesitantly, not knowing whether to give it or not.

"It's fine if you don't give it, then I won't say it."

Ying Xiaoxiao withdrew her hand, ready to stand up.

"Wait a minute, just give it to you, just a little bit."

Huanzhu couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he used up some strength and poured into Ying Xiaoxiao's body.

It is much more comfortable for spiritual power to enter the body than those grievances. Ying Xiaoxiao felt the fullness of power in her body, and tapped her fingers in the air.

The scenery in front of him changed, and the city remained the same, but it did not decline.

The bloody soldiers came from outside the city on horseback, and people in official uniforms greeted them at the city gate with smiles.

"My servant is here to meet the general under the emperor's order. The general has worked hard. Come to the city to repair it first, and then leave."

"Thank you sir."

Xie Yinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, and rode his horse into the city.

After all the soldiers came in, the red door was closed heavily.

Everything seemed to be normal, but when the soldiers were recuperating in the arranged room, some people were secretly evacuating.

Xie Yinghuan sat in the prefect's mansion, discussing the next itinerary with the lieutenant.

"Go back to Yexian and wait for orders. We are running out of people, and most of them are injured. If we continue marching, we will only die."

Xie Yinghuan sighed, with some melancholy on his face.

"The south and east are still fighting, I'm afraid we have to stop, and I don't know if His Majesty has sent envoys to negotiate."

The lieutenant general also had the same disappointment on his face, looking very tired.

"There must be. Originally, it was just an alliance between the two countries, but there are many people who want to get a share."

"Shameless and immoral."

The lieutenant said angrily that other neighboring countries had already signed the alliance, but now they backtracked, not only did not send troops to help, but also took advantage of the fire to loot.

There was no angry expression on Xie Yinghuan's watch, he just tapped the stone table.

The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. It has always been like this.

"I can go back tomorrow, my Qinqin must miss me."

The lieutenant touched the pendant on his neck with a happy smile on his face.

Qinqin is the deputy general's daughter, she is eccentric and very cute, every time Xie Yinghuan goes there, she will bring her some gadgets to make the little girl happy.

The pendant was the lieutenant's treasure, an amulet carved for her by his wife and daughter.

Xie Yinghuan couldn't help but put a smile on her face, thinking of her relatives. A few years ago, her mother gave birth to a younger brother. The younger brother was noisy like a devil in the world, but he was very obedient in front of Xie Yinghuan. Every time Xie Yinghuan went back, the younger brother would Hugging her legs and acting like a baby, when she leaves, there will be tears in the doorway.

"General, run..."

A group of flames was very obvious in the night, but upon closer inspection it turned out to be a burning person. He only yelled a few words before falling to the ground.

Xie Yinghuan was horrified, and wanted to get up, but found that he was weak.

"How could this be? I've clearly checked the meals...is it medicine?"

Xie Yinghuan has always been careful, she has checked all the food she has eaten and there is no problem, so the problem must be the wound medicine they applied.

I don't know where the flute sound came to my ears, it was extremely piercing, and it made people fall into a daze.

Xie Yinghuan supported the stone table, and the lieutenant also persisted.

"General, on the ground."

The lieutenant struggled to squeeze out a few words, and Xie Yinghuan noticed something he hadn't seen before.

There are strange lines on the bluestone slab, and the color of the lines is dark red like blood.

It is so eye-catching, it must not be seen in the daytime.

Xie Yinghuan and the lieutenant stumbled towards the door, but saw a purgatory-like scene.

The soldiers who fought together with them from the sea of ​​blood were lying on the ground, their bodies were covered with burning flames, and their mournful wailing made people feel chills in their hearts.

The fire was very strange, it burned all the way to Xie Yinghuan and the others.

The deputy general pushed Xie Yinghuan away with all his strength, and his body was instantly engulfed in flames.

"Walk."

The lieutenant fell to the ground and mouthed to Xie Yinghuan.

But I can't go anymore.

There was a faint red mist in Xie Yinghuan's eyes, as if the time had returned to a few years ago, and her friend fell to the ground in the same way, looking straight at her.

The wind made the fire more intense, and Xie Yinghuan felt someone standing in front of her. She raised her eyes with difficulty and saw the monarch she was loyal to.

Faith collapsed.

There is a voice in my heart screaming with blood, why?

They have sacrificed so much for the country, throwing their heads and blood, but they are going to be killed by the monarch?

The smelly thing was stuffed into her mouth, and the man gradually moved away.

The fire spread to Xie Yinghuan's body. The last picture of her was the deputy general holding the pendant to die.

Haven't returned home yet.

Xie Yinghuan's body moved stiffly, and her eyes gradually became loose.

She can't survive, but there are still people waiting for her.

The fire illuminated the night like day, and the whole city was shrouded in smoke.

After all, the light in Xie Yinghuan's eyes dimmed and could no longer light up.

Haven't...returned to my hometown.

Ying Xiaoxiao waved her hand, and the illusion disappeared.

Huanzhu stood there in a daze, not knowing what to think.

"You asked me what I wanted to do yesterday, but I just wanted to take her home."