After defeating the thirteen male protagonists [Quick Transmigration]

Ying Xiaoxiao and Xie Yinghuan didn't go far, they still stayed in that town.

She and Xie Yinghuan had nothing to do, and would often stay in that remote valley all day, so that Ying Xiaoxiao could draw out the strength in her body.

The days and nights are long, and they do not need sleep. Apart from carrying out some deeper activities to promote the great harmony of mankind, they will also do some other things.

The most romantic thing in the world is nothing more than piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and hops.

Xie Yinghuan was born in a family of literati, a bachelor loves to compose poems, play the piano and play chess. Xie Yinghuan is talented and intelligent, and at the age of seven, he can lead a bachelor's army by playing chess.

Although there will be no chance to practice chess after joining the army, forming an army is another kind of practice, but the style of chess is more majestic, with the intention of killing, and now it has undergone great changes, and it is even more calm.

Ying Xiaoxiao also learned to play chess, first because of the Go class offered in elementary school.

At that time, Go culture was strong, and there was a popular animation about Go, which was watched by both children and adults, and the school also brought it into the classroom.

Black and white blend, and those who are exhausted will die.

She is very interested in this. After all, she can sing, play the piano, and draw alone, but she can't play chess alone. The left-handed game was too advanced for her at that time, and she may not be able to do it even now. It can be done.

The feeling of nibbling away step by step and watching the opponent fall into desperation is actually not bad.

Playing chess in a snowy pavilion or on a cliff is always more artistic.

Ying Xiaoxiao can just draw out her strength to avoid pain caused by overflowing strength.

There is a chessboard in the stone pavilion, and there is a whistling wind and snow outside.

Ying Xiaoxiao's illusion is only an auxiliary method, not a specialization like the Huanzhu, so the illusion she created is only in form. In the transformed stone pavilion, she doesn't actually feel the cold from the wind and snow. , in short, the artistic conception is enough.

Xie Yinghuan's mood was much better than the previous two days, and she smiled more.

She clearly knew that the barrier in her heart had been loosened, and she couldn't let go of everything in the past, which would only create a nightmare in her heart.

She really wanted to seek a result, but no one could give her that result.

The dust has settled for many years, and her family members may have been reincarnated for several years. Although she was abandoned by time in this world, but after thinking about it carefully, it may not be beneficial.

At least because of this, she was able to meet some people.

Xie Yinghuan dropped Heizi and looked at the eyebrows of the girl opposite.

When Ying Xiaoxiao was silent, she was a bit icy, her long green hair made her look even more indifferent, but when she smiled, two lovely dimples would appear on her beautiful face, and her expression was radiant. Feiyang, with a bright light in his eyes.

Ying Xiaoxiao thought about it, and dropped the white piece.

She would not intentionally release water, because Xie Yinghuan didn't need it, and Xie Yinghuan's chess skills were actually better than hers, so not paying attention would be disrespectful to the opponent.

When Xie Yinghuan saw where she was playing, the hand holding the chess paused slightly.

A person's character can always be reflected by some things, such as handwriting, such as chess style.

Ying Xiaoxiao's style of chess is unpredictable, and she has already discovered it during the two days of playing chess with her.

Sometimes open and close, sometimes cautious, sometimes flexible, it is "cunning".

But when you look at her, it doesn't look like that.

The two raised their hands and made a move. Black and white were intertwined on the chessboard, and they didn't intend to fight. They looked quite leisurely.

"No regrets, you lost."

Ying Xiaoxiao traps Baizi, blocking Heizi's last way out.

"cunning."

Xie Yinghuan looked at the chess game, shook his head and smiled.

This time, Ying Xiaoxiao made a dangerous move, making people confused about her strategy, and finally combined seemingly unrelated chess pieces. On the surface, it seemed that she had thoroughly grasped those chess pieces, but in fact it was not.

"It's called tactics."

Ying Xiaoxiao raised her chin, waved her sleeves, and dispelled the illusion.

"Let's go buy something to eat, I'm a bit craving the Jiuniang Yuanzi over there on the street corner."

The silver taels given by the tailor are enough, and Ying Xiao will buy some things she likes.

Although she does not need to rely on food to maintain her body functioning, she still has the habit of being a human being. Her favorite food is the fermented glutinous rice balls from a small shop on the corner.

This snack is also Xie Yinghuan's favorite.

Xie Yinghuan's mother is rarely mentioned in the story.

But as long as Xie Yinghuan has her in her memory, Jiuniang Yuanzi must have appeared.

For Xie Yinghuan, the meaning of Jiuniang Yuanzi has surpassed the food itself.

Warm, soft, sweet, is the feeling of a mother.

"it is good."

They have been in this town for three days. The lotus seeds that the tailor needs to get are treasures. The temple that owns the lotus seeds will definitely not give them to him easily, but he must have a way to get them. Ying Xiaoxiao estimates, probably It will take two more days for him to succeed.

It's not that Ying Xiaoxiao didn't think about taking the opportunity to leave with Xie Yinghuan, but thinking about Tai Yi's black belly, it's absolutely impossible to just let the two of them outside so easily.

After Taiyi entered Prajna City, Ying Xiaoxiao asked the bell, and sure enough, she got something.

There is a mark left by Tai Yi on her body, and Tai Yi can find her at any time.

As for Xie Yinghuan's body, Ling Dang said he couldn't detect it.

Ying Xiaoxiao thought that probably Xie Yinghuan's strength was stronger than that of the tailor, and the imprint left by the tailor would be discovered, or would be erased, so she didn't leave it.

Ying Xiaoxiao did not guess wrong. It is for this reason that the tailor did not leave a mark on Xie Yinghuan's body. Anyway, in his opinion, Ying Xiaoxiao is equivalent to being bound to Xie Yinghuan. If he finds Ying Xiaoxiao, he is afraid that he will not be able to find him. To Xie Yinghuan?

The method of Jiuniang Yuanzi is simple, and it is similar in various places. Eggs are usually added, but Xie Yinghuan’s mother does not add eggs.

Coincidentally, this one on the corner of the street is also the same, the taste should be similar to that made by Xie Yinghuan's mother.

Ying Xiaoxiao has never eaten Xie Yinghuan's mother's cooking, but it can be seen from their reaction when they entered this small shop Xie Yinghuan's entrance for the first time.

Boil the xiaoyuanzi, add fermented glutinous rice and wolfberry, pour lotus root powder in cold water, stir slowly in the pot, bring it out of the pot after boiling, and sprinkle a little sweet-scented osmanthus.

The balls are smooth and chewy, and the sweetness of wine and wolfberry spreads in the mouth, together with the softness of lotus root starch and the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, not only looks at it, but also tastes fresh.

Ying Xiaoxiao felt as if she had returned to that snowy day. Under the tree stood a little girl in red with round eyes. There were snowmen piled up in the yard. The gentle aunt and lively brother were calling outside the yard.

That is Xie Yinghuan's warmth, and it is also the direction she is working hard for.

She can't let her go back to the past, but she can give her the feeling of home again.

This town is close to Prajna City, so most of the food is vegetarian, but even if it is vegetarian, clever women and cooks have also developed amazing delicacy.

Ying Xiaoxiao wanted to eat a lot, she stood at a shop on the side of the street waiting for buns, Xie Yinghuan went to a shop around the corner to buy pastries for her.

The distance between these two stores is not far, only twenty steps away.

Ying Xiaoxiao got the bun, turned around and saw Xie Yinghuan walking towards her with the oiled paper bag in his hand.

Just at this glance, Ying Xiaoxiao's face sank.

[The host is not the designer. 】

The bell immediately reminded that Ying Xiaoxiao casually threw the bun to the beggar on the side of the road, and walked towards that person.

Eyes are deceiving.

The person who walked over had the same appearance as Xie Yinghuan, so he could only be like a cat or a tiger. He didn't have Xie Yinghuan's evil spirit of being a ghost, nor did he have the aura that made Ying Xiaoxiao tremble.

In fact, as far as the human naked eye is concerned, it may not be possible to see some things.

But there are always some things that don't need eyes to distinguish, but the heart.

"Your taste cake."

'Xie Yinghuan' smiled softly, shaking the oiled paper bag in his hand.

On the other hand, Ying Xiaoxiao grabbed the door of her wrist very directly, with unkind eyes.

"What about her?"

Even without this thing, Xie Yinghuan shouldn't have taken so long to buy a pastry.

"what are you saying?"

'Xie Yinghuan' looked a little surprised, and looked at Ying Xiaoxiao suspiciously.

Ying Xiaoxiao swears that she really, really hates fake and shoddy things.

There was a murderous look on her face, and the fake in front of her immediately shouted.

"It's over there. Why are you so hard to deceive? You can see it right away. It's boring."

'Xie Yinghuan' muttered, pointing in the direction of the corner.

Ying Xiaoxiao held her back and let her go first, but she became vigilant in her heart.

She didn't know when she fell into this maze, the person in front of her must not be simple.

Her movements in the crowd were so strange, but she didn't attract the slightest attention from others.

"So you are a flower demon."

'Xie Yinghuan' looked at the circle of green branches and leaves wrapped around her hands, and murmured in a low voice.

There was nothing at the corner, Ying Xiaoxiao just wanted to tighten the branches and leaves, but found that his hand was empty.

The thing escaped from the body like peeling skin, and what fell on the ground was not human skin, but a black, indescribable, disgusting thing, which melted into the ground along the cracks in the stone slabs.

The body is ahead of the consciousness, Ying Xiaoxiao has not had time to think about anything, the body has already spontaneously chased the thing in the direction of escape.

[The designer is safe and sound, the coordinates cannot be located, and he is moving. 】

When they got close, Ying Xiaoxiao could roughly see what that thing looked like, a bit like a rabbit.

Ying Xiaoxiao couldn't remember whether there was such a thing in the plot, and stared at it intently.

***

When Xie Yinghuan came back with the pastry, he saw the girl in Tsing Yi obediently waiting there.

She walked over, and when the girl was about to throw herself into her arms with a smile, she grabbed the slender neck.

"What about her?"

"Ying Huan, you..."

Xie Yinghuan's expression was cold and stern, and the man was speechless when he pressed his fingers hard.

"Where did things come from, they are worthy of my name."

Her eyes were full of tyranny, and the red eyes were icy.