After defeating the thirteen male protagonists [Quick Transmigration]

Although very frenzied, Ying Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing when she thought of Shi Xi's fountain just now.

Even if Shi Xi didn't take human form, Ying Xiaoxiao could still clearly feel Shi Xi's sluggishness at that moment.

This is really too funny and cute, the instigator thought without conscience in his heart.

Shi Xi curled up on Ying Xiaoxiao's wrist, and naturally missed the smile on Ying Xiaoxiao's face.

She silently wrote down a black account, and here today, the cause of the incident and the result are clearly in her heart.

Ying Xiaoxiao originally wanted to practice the proficiency of her other innate skills, but it was really difficult to practice the fire element in the mountains, and she didn't have anything at her disposal in terms of temperament.

Her perception of the wooden system has reached the eighth stage, and it is not easy to break through. Ling Dang said that she may need an opportunity, but no one knows where and when that opportunity is.

But to be idle is to be idle, the person whose life was said to be in danger did not know where he was at this moment, and Ying Xiaoxiao just left rashly like this, even though waiting was meaningless.

But in this situation where there is no clear clue, they can only wait like this.

Since the game launched this task, there must be a way to complete it.

Ying Xiaoxiao picked a leaf and tried to blow it.

When Shi Xi heard the sound, he stretched out his head from his wrist, looking at Ying Xiaoxiao blowing the leaves.

She heard Ying Xiaoxiao play this song when she was in the egg, the tune was gentle and beautiful, although she couldn't say any words of admiration, she firmly thought it was very nice, just like Ying Xiaoxiao gently stroking her eggshell The feeling whispered to her.

"Xixi, don't listen, I'm not going to play the tune, I plan to practice its lethality first."

Shi Xi seemed to have thought of something, and turned back.

Obviously the sound should be very soft, but Ying Xiaoxiao blew out a sharp feeling, especially echoing in the mountains.

Suddenly there was a sound of fluttering wings deep in the forest. The bird was disturbed and left the branch, flapping its wings and flying into the air.

It is really "a thousand mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of paths and people disappear".

Ying Xiaoxiao put away the leaves and touched her nose.

Originally, something like a leaf is a bit reluctant to act as a musical instrument, and the air flow it can emit is really limited. If there is a guzheng or a violin in front of her, she can play "House of Flying Daggers" and "Symphony of Destiny", but the leaves It can only be something that is blown into a sharp and out of tune.

The sky is light and blue, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing.

The sky darkened unknowingly, and I couldn't see the sun, but I could see the white crescent moon in the dark sky, hanging quietly and softly on the horizon.

"My lord, shall we continue to wait here?"

Although Shi Xi didn't know the purpose of their coming here, she knew that Ying Xiaoxiao was waiting for someone, and Ying Xiaoxiao didn't know where that person was now.

"Let's go down and have a look."

The seeds Ying Xiaoxiao left in the bamboo house did not respond, indicating that the owner of the house has not returned yet.

It took time to go down the steps, and before Ying Xiaoxiao reached the bamboo house, it was already dark.

Although it's not yet the time when the night is deep and the dew is heavy, but the climate in this mountain is so cold that it gets cold as soon as night falls, and Ying's little hands are a little cold, and when she shrank into her sleeves, she happened to touch Shi Xi.

Before Ying Xiaoxiao could say anything, she felt a hot current gushing out from the place below her collarbone and flowing into her limbs.

This warm feeling made people want to curl up and sigh.

Shi Xi touched Ying's little fingers with his head, and when he felt his hands were warm, he turned his hands back in satisfaction.

Ying Xiaoxiao gently touched Shi Xi with her fingers, and the place where the heat gushed out happened to be where the dragon-shaped tattoo was coiled. Her goddess is really caring.

Ying Xiaoxiao returned to the bamboo house, it was still the same as before she left, without any change.

Ying Xiaoxiao stared at the shrine and felt a very weak force attached to it.

Bell, if someone who believes in me or knows me dies, will my reputation be reduced accordingly?

【Will do. 】

Ying Xiaoxiao's eyebrows twitched, she suddenly wanted to go to the Quartet and let herself be recorded in the history books.

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't wait in the house for nothing, she picked a few wild fruits to fill her stomach, and she still needs to sleep, but she didn't just sleep on the master's bed so unceremoniously, but just like a few days ago in the wild , A rattan bed was built outside the bamboo house, and the leaves were densely woven together to form a quilt.

Because of the change in Ying Xiaoxiao's posture, Shi Xi no longer coiled on her hand, but merged with the tattoo and rested on Ying Xiaoxiao's chest.

If Ying Xiaoxiao took off her clothes at this moment and took a look, she would definitely find that the coiled dragon had stretched out, sleeping soundly around her soft snowy peak.

rustle--

There were footsteps dragging along with the sound of panting from not far away, Ying Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, the branches and leaves were retracted, and went back to the ground.

Ying Xiaoxiao stood behind the tree, quietly looking at the direction of the road.

Maybe the owner of the bamboo house is back.

The first thing that catches the eye is a piece of blood-colored clothes.

It was too dark, but luckily the moonlight illuminated another place, so Ying Xiaoxiao could see the corner of her clothes and her messy long hair.

That person walked past Ying Xiaoxiao, and the moment that person passed by, Ying Xiaoxiao smelled a strong smell of blood.

The door of the bamboo house was pulled open, and it was left open without closing.

Candles were lit inside, dispelling the darkness.

Ying Xiaoxiao adjusted his standing position, looking at the scene inside the room through the window.

It was a woman, wearing a plain white robe.

However, the robe was already tattered, and there were bloodstains all over it.

The woman lifted her long hair and tied it hastily behind her head.

She fetched a basin of water, wrung out the cloth towel, and began to wipe the shrine carefully, with the meaning of cherishing and caring, even though the shrine was clean enough.

After doing all this, she took out the incense candle from the box, Ying Xiaoxiao saw her slow movement, and also saw the blood stained between her movements.

Burn incense, kneel down, and put incense candles in the incense burner.

After the woman had done all this, she did not leave the shrine immediately.

From Ying Xiao's angle, he could only see her back standing quietly.

The candlelight stretched her shadow very long, and in this silent night, Ying Xiaoxiao heard a soft sigh.

Ying Xiaoxiao came out from behind the tree and knocked on the door of the bamboo house.

This woke up the woman who was in deep thought, she turned her head suddenly, her eyes were cold.

Ying Xiaoxiao saw her face clearly, and was slightly surprised in her heart, but it just passed by.

It was a very delicate and beautiful face, with willow-leaf eyebrows and cherry lips, which looked weak and delicate, if there was no scar on her face.

The scar seemed to tear half of the face apart, from the corner of the eye to the corner of the mouth, with a hideous meaning.

Because of this scar, the originally weak appearance also added a bit of a gangster's air, coupled with her expression at this time, she looked very gloomy.

"who are you?"

The girl's voice was also extremely hoarse, as if forced out of her throat, with a hint of depression.

This is definitely not a very good story.

"Entrusted by her, come to save you."

Ying Xiaoxiao pointed to the osmanthus bamboo behind the woman, but saw the woman's eyes widening.

"Did you see her? Where? When?"

She asked quickly and urgently, and even took a step forward.

Ying Xiaoxiao briefly summarized the process of the matter, skipping over what happened to the old woman's house, and only talked about the part where Guizhu appeared.

"I know she must be still there, I can feel her breath, but why doesn't she want to appear in front of me?"

The woman murmured, with a sad face, because of the change in expression, the half of her face looked even more eerie.

"She has no way to condense her own strength to show her body now. Is there anything you need my help for?"

"Since you don't have enough power, why do you still appear in the place you mentioned?"

The woman stared at the shrine of Guizhu, her eyes darkened.

"That's her follower after all."

The woman curled her lips and smiled, but it looked more like crying.

"I said you were in danger and wanted me to help you. Do you need my help?"

It's not that Ying Xiaoxiao has to help, but she won't do anything about it either. She is not curious about the truth of this matter, and she is simply going on a mission. If the npc in this plot does not need her help, then she doesn't have to To force the need to stay here.

The woman hesitated for a while, struggling.

"Her wisp of spiritual consciousness is still in this mountain. It was forced to stay there when she was scattered. I tried many times, but..."

The woman lifted up her sleeves, and the hands underneath were bloody.

"I can't get it. I think if I try there next time, I will die there. I can't die. I haven't saved her yet."

The woman's voice became lower and lower, like a desperate beast in the abyss.

"I have tried to save her by other means, but I can't find those powerful people. I hope others can enshrine her, but few people believe that it's either those who seek medical treatment in a hurry, or those who think of crooked ways. I can't let her be used, and my face... people will always be scared by me."

The woman touched her scar with a low tone.

"I can't save her."

"If it's really possible, I hope you can get back my wisp of spiritual consciousness."

The woman's eyes were full of sincerity, and she looked at Ying Xiaoxiao with hope.

"Entrusted by others, loyal to others, where is that place?"

"I'll take you there."

As soon as the woman's eyes lit up, she wanted to lead the way.

"Tomorrow, you should give medicine to the injury first, and then talk about the cause and effect. It will be dawn tomorrow, so you can find your way."

The woman was startled, but also knew that she was too impatient, so she nodded yes.