Both the hero and the villain are my cubs [Transmigration Book]

Seeing the golden glow, Ling Zixi's heart skipped a beat first, and then, when the golden glow dissipated, a pair of soft swords came into view, and Ling Zixi's heart was filled with joy again.

This pair of soft swords will never admit their mistakes.

When someone landed in front of him, it turned out to be Little Huangying!

Little Huangying fell from the sky to Ling Zixi's side, her brows were full of youthful heroism, she turned her head and asked, "Zixi, are you okay? Are you injured? Did this big stupid bear touch you..."

Seeing Xiao Huang Ying's anxious chatterbox, Ling Zixi couldn't help but chuckled, "No, it didn't touch me."

The little oriole is still so cute.

Little Huangying puffed her face, seeing that Ling Zixi was really not hurt, she felt relieved: "That's good."

Although the fur monster didn't know what they were talking about, it also knew that it was not a good word. It was hurt by little Huangying just now, and the fur monster was furious and attacked the two of them again.

Little Huangying stood in front of Ling Zixi: "Zixi, back away."

After saying this, little Huang Ying flew forward and started fighting with the fur monster.

It is said to be a fight, but it is actually a unilateral crush.

Ling Zixi was worried at the beginning, because although Xiao Huangying was powerful, after all, she had taken the elixir and her cultivation was suppressed in the second water gathering environment. How much of her strength would she be able to exert?

However, Ling Zixi was soon relieved, and saw that the little Huangying's movements were like clouds and flowing water, and the goose-yellow figure was flying with golden flowing light, which was in stark contrast to the furbolg's clumsy figure, and it was easy to handle.

The twin soft swords in Xiao Huang Ying's hands also had a metallic glow, and the aura was so compelling that it knocked the furbolg back again and again.

The fur monster started to get hurt and was angry, and wanted to defeat the little Huangying. However, under the free and unrestrained swordsmanship of the little Huang Ying, the fur monster finally showed fear in its eyes, and fled to the woods when it came.

The fur monster fled to its old lair, and normally Xiao Huangying would chase it, but at this time there was still Zixi, so Xiao Huangying was reluctant to leave Zixi here alone.

So Xiao Huang Ying sheathed her two soft swords, and Yu Kong came to Ling Zixi's side, looking down, she saw Ling Zixi's adoring eyes looking at her.

There seemed to be light, lake water, and shooting stars in Zixi's eyes.

Seeing Ling Zixi like this, Xiao Huangying felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart, which was soaring, as if all these years of cultivation had not been in vain.

The little yellow warbler landed on the ground, and the two of them were about to say something when a red object suddenly fell from the sky, accompanied by a broken "chirp, chirp", the sound of flapping wings and falling messy red hairs.

Ling Zixi felt that a heavy object had been hit on her head, although it was not big, it still hurt.

Ling Zixi stretched out his right arm speechlessly, and lifted the object on his head down. A red chick squatted in his palm in embarrassment, his eyelids trembling up and down, without the usual prestige, it was Hongling.

"Hey, little red chicken!" Ling Zixi was stunned, a little annoyed, "Why are you here?"

I was the first group to enter the small secret realm, followed by many people one after another, the little red chicken must have followed the crowd in secretly.

I don't know how the little red chicken kept up, I didn't find it myself.

The little red chicken stood in the palm of Ling Zixi's hand with two small claws, raised its head and called, "Chirp, chirp."

Heh, I'm so embarrassed and arrogant, I don't know who I learned from.

Somehow Ling Zixi thought of the same cold and arrogant Bai Moheng, and wanted to hammer the little red chicken's bird's head.

It seems that the little red chicken was also teleported here, most likely because it was teleported into mid-air, and then fell rapidly. The little red chicken tried to flap its wings to maintain balance, so it became like this.

Fortunately, the little red chicken has wings, which offset part of the impact, otherwise, he would not have let the little red chicken be smashed into a fool?

"Zixi, it seems that everyone who enters the secret realm is randomly teleported." Xiao Huang Ying's heroic eyes were slightly stern, and she analyzed.

"En." Ling Zixi nodded.

"And." Little Huang Ying looked at the messenger talisman in her hand, "We are separated from Bai Moheng."

Fortunately, he found Zixi, otherwise, since Bai Moheng was not around and he was not around, wouldn't Zixi want to act on his own?

Little Huang Ying became very anxious when she thought of this possibility.

Zixi is pregnant, and his cultivation is only at the Condensation Pearl Realm, so someone should protect him.

In fact... What Xiao Huangying didn't realize was that, apart from these extra factors, Xiao Huangying also wanted to be by Ling Zixi's side and protect him.

Subconsciously, little Huang Ying felt that Ling Zixi needed protection.

Little Huangying took out a map and looked at it, then she took out her two soft swords and said, "Zixi, let's go."

"What is this?" Ling Zixi looked at the map in Xiao Huangying's hand and asked in confusion.

"This is an incomplete map of the Little Secret Realm." Little Huangying shook out the parchment and showed it to Ling Zixi.

Ling Zixi leaned over Xiao Huangying's shoulder to look at the map, and saw that there were mountains, hills, and some resource signs drawn on it. Although some areas were blank, there was still a lot of information.

"Where did this map come from?" It's so precious!

"Hey, this small secret realm has been opened before, and someone has been there before." Xiao Huangying said, "It was bought with a lot of money."

In fact, it was given by Chongzi, but it is indeed information that was bought with a lot of money, but it was just a lot of money spent by Chongzi.

But Bai Moheng created Chongzi, and let Chongzi build Tingyulou, the original intention was to collect money.After all, cultivation needs money, refining tools and talismans needs money, and people who raise Fang Hengdian need money!

Although the resources obtained by cultivators are precious, they also consume a lot.

A low-grade spirit stone is exchanged for 100 taels of silver, which sounds beautiful, but the amount of spirit stone spent in cultivation is unknown.

"Zixi, you should have it too." Xiao Huangying said.

"Huh?" Ling Zixi froze for a moment.

Could it be that Bai Moheng gave it to himself?

Ling Zixi took out Bai Moheng and looked through the interspatial ring for herself, and found an unremarkable parchment inside, she thought it was a mat for a white porcelain bottle!

It turned out that Bai Moheng had already given himself so many useful things...

Ling Zixi was silent, not knowing what was going on in her heart.

Bai Moheng has indeed been very kind to himself and his children recently, but can he be easily forgiven in those seven years?

Ling Zixi felt a little confused.

"Zixi, let's go!" Xiao Huangying interrupted Ling Zixi's thinking, stepped on the two soft swords, and signaled Ling Zixi to come up.

"Where to go?"

Little Yellow Warbler pointed to a few places on the parchment: "The red dots circled here are the places where Qianchencao may appear."

"Looking at the terrain, I guess we are here." Little Yellow Warbler pointed to a grassland directly under the parchment.

Then, Little Yellow Warbler pointed to the center of the top of the parchment: "This place is the most likely place where Qianchen grass will appear, let's go here!"

Ling Zixi nodded. Fortunately, although the distance is far, it is not diagonal.

If it is diagonally, you really don't know it's time to go to the year of the monkey.

There is also time for the opening of the small secret realm. The elders speculate that the small secret realm will be closed in about a month or two, so hurry up.

"Well, let's go." Ling Zixi put the little red chicken on top of his head, and stepped on the two soft swords.

"Zixi, hold me tight." Little Huangying let Ling Zixi's hand hold her waist, and then, the two soft swords flew into the sky, and walked towards the direction of the mountain in front.

Ling Zixi stood behind the little Huangying, feeling the hunting wind. Although the wind was strong in the air, the little Huangying blocked her a lot in front. When she came to her, she just fluttered her sleeves.

The hair of the two was flying in the air, and Xiao Huangying's eyes were bright, she turned her head and said to Ling Zixi: "Zixi, do you feel good?"

"En." Ling Zixi squinted his eyes, looked at the scenery under his feet, and nodded.

The last time Xiao Huang Ying flew on the flying sword was in Wuxu Sect. No matter how big the Wuxu Sect is, the space is limited, and the flight is not high enough. Ling Zixi did not appreciate the scenery at that time.

Today, I flew into the sky with the little oriole again, looking at the green land under my feet and the mountains in the distance, my mood suddenly brightened.

The little yellow warbler is always like this, which makes people feel good.

In fact, little Huangying was a pistachio in her previous life!Thinking of this, Ling Zixi suddenly laughed out loud.

"What's the matter, Zixi?" Little Huang Ying's bright voice came in the wind.

"It's okay, I remembered a kind of fruit?" Ling Zixi said.

"Fruit? What kind of fruit?"

"A kind of fruit that looks like a grin." Ling Zixi had no choice but to explain.

However, pistachios are actually nuts, and there are no such things in this world of books, right?

"What kind of fruit is this? It's so strange!" Little Huang Ying pointed at her chin, "I really want to see it!"

"If so." Ling Zixi smiled softly.

The two walked towards the north while talking and laughing. Hong Ling stood on Ling Zixi's head, her two little claws tightly grasping Ling Zixi's hair. The strong wind blew on Hong Ling's body, and several red feathers fell off.

Until evening, Ling Zixi poked little Huangying's waist.

"What's wrong? Zixi." Little Huangying said.

"Let's stop." Ling Zixi said.

The sky was getting dark, and little Huang Ying had been wielding the sword for a day, no matter how powerful little Huang Ying was, her spiritual power would be exhausted if this continued.

"Yeah, good!" Little Huangying responded neatly, "Zixi, catch it!"

Then, the little yellow warbler began to speed up and dive up the mountain.

Hongling screamed excitedly from the sudden acceleration, and the two of them landed on the top of the mountain together.

"Let's find a cave." Little Huang Ying put away her two soft swords and said to Ling Zixi.

"Okay." Ling Zixi nodded, and walked along the cliffs of the mountain with Little Huang Ying.

Sure enough, not long after the two walked, they saw a cave that was not shallow.

Little Huangying picked up a stone, wrapped in spiritual power, and threw it into the cave.

There was an echo of falling stones in the cave, and there was no other movement, so Xiao Huangying raised her soft sword as a light, and walked into the cave first.

Little Yellow Ying's soft sword exudes a soft golden glow, just enough to see the inside of the cave clearly.

This is not a small but not too big cave, and the end can be seen at a glance.

There was some dead grass in the cave, so the little yellow warbler squatted down and gathered the dead grass together to make a simple bed.

Ling Zixi also bent down, wanting to help little Huang Ying do it together.

Little Huang Ying stopped Ling Zixi: "Zixi, you are pregnant, just rest."

"It's okay." Ling Zixi said, "I can..."

In fact, because I am a cultivator and a half-demon, pregnancy does not have much impact.

"It doesn't matter." Little Huangying insisted, "It's very simple to make a bed, and I'll make it soon."

While talking, Xiao Huang Ying had almost finished making the bed, so Ling Zixi could only nod: "Okay."

There was wind outside the cave, and the little yellow warbler used her spiritual power to move some large stones to the entrance of the cave. Although they didn't completely block them, they still blocked some wind and made the cave much warmer.

Ling Zixi took out the prepared spiritual food from the space, and Xiao Huangying lit a fire talisman to defrost the spiritual food. Immediately, the aroma wafted into the cave, arousing people's appetite.

In fact, Ling Zixi could use Foxfire, but Ling Zixi didn't dare to use it in front of Little Huang Ying.

Sometimes Ling Zixi would think, what would happen if little Huang Ying knew that she was a half-demon?Will he still be friends with himself?

The food was cooked by Ling Zixi himself. Even though Xiao Huangying had already fasted, her appetite was whetted and she rolled her Adam's apple lightly.

Ling Zixi smiled, and handed a chicken leg to Xiao Huang Ying: "Little Huang Ying, let's eat together!"

"Okay, Zixi!"

The two had dinner together, and the little red chicken was jumping around to eat. Ling Zixi looked at the fat body of the little red chicken, and nodded his little head: "If you don't go on a diet, you will die of fat gone."

In Fangheng Hall, not only the servants of Fangheng Hall would feed Hong Ling, but Bai Xiaosi would feed it whenever he ate. Therefore, Hong Ling not only healed from the original injury, but also became fatter and fatter.

However, Ling Zixi still gave Hongling some chicken.

Hongling grunted twice, nodding her head and eating the chicken on the ground with great enjoyment.

After all, Little Yellow Oriole was bigu, and stopped after eating some. Feeling the wind blowing in from above the rocks at the entrance of the cave, she took off her clothes and put them on Ling Zixi's body.

The little Huang Ying looked at Ling Zixi in the light of the moonlight. Ling Zixi was wearing a green dress today, with a white lining inside and a blue gauze outside. It seemed that Ling Zixi's eyebrows and eyes were like distant mountains and rivers, delicate and distant.

Ling Zixi stared blankly at the outer covering on his body, and said, "No need..."

"Oh, Zixi, I'm already in the Mirror Realm, so you don't have to worry about me." Little Huang Ying patted herself, "It's not cold at all."

"But..." Ling Zixi showed a slight worry, "Hasn't your cultivation been suppressed? To what extent is it now?"

"The water-gathering environment is complete." Little Huang Ying explained confidently.

"Is it true that as long as people who suppress their cultivation are all in the water-gathering state?" Ling Zixi asked.

"Yeah." Little Huangying nodded.

"That's it." Ling Zixi responded.

Xiao Huangying's cultivation level can be said to be the highest in the small secret realm, but Ling Zixi also noticed that people from other sects also came to suppress many masters.

They are all perfect in the water-gathering realm and can only use the spells of the water-gathering realm. However, even if their cultivation bases are suppressed, their realms are not!

Their understanding of spells and the firmness of their Dao Xin can enable them to exert their strength beyond the water-gathering environment.

Ling Zixi couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Zixi, you don't have to worry." Xiao Huangying comforted, "With my strength, few people can threaten us."

"Yeah." Ling Zixi looked at Xiao Huangying's confident look, let go of half of her worries, and nodded.

"Zixi, you should go to bed earlier." Little Huangying pointed to the bed made of weeds.

"What about you?" Ling Zixi asked.

"I keep vigil."

"Then I'll watch in the middle of the night..."

"No, I'll meditate for a while, and then I'll sleep." Xiao Huang Ying said casually.

"But……"

"Zixi, if you're like this, you'll be out of touch." Little Huangying said, "Are we friends?"

"Yes." Ling Zixi looked into Xiao Huangying's eyes and nodded.

Xiao Huangying was the first friend she made after she came to the world of books, and also her only, best friend.

"have a rest……"

Ling Zixi was lying on the grass bed, covered with Little Huang Ying's coat, looking at the little Huang Ying's hair and the gleam of moonlight leaking from outside the cave.

Ling Zixi knew that little Huangying took care of herself because she was concerned about her pregnancy.

Little Huangying is really a very warm person, shining into people's hearts like sunshine.

Although Ling Zixi came in through time travel, the original owner's emotions often affected her, causing her to fall into depression. If there was no little Huangying, Ling Zixi really didn't know how she would have survived those days in the Bai family.

Thank you, little yellow warbler.

Ling Zixi said in her heart, then closed her eyes.

Hong Ling also jumped to the side of Ling Zixi's head and closed her eyes.

Today is the first day into the secret realm, Ling Zixi sleeps very restlessly, but because of the baby in her belly, she is very tired, so she falls into various strange dreams.

When Ling Zixi awoke from tossing and turning, unable to sleep, she saw little Huang Ying leaning against the wall of the cave, closing her eyes and feigning sleep.

"Little Huangying, you should rest for a while too." The bed made by Xiaohuangying was huge, and Ling Zixi leaned in.

Little Huang Ying came to her senses, looked at the sky, it was a bit dim, it was probably Mao Shi, so she nodded.

Little Huangying slept on the outside of the bed with her clothes on. After resting for about half an hour, the two of them packed up their things again and were ready to go.

Ling Zixi planned to get up and go on the road, but Xiao Huangying insisted that Ling Zixi have some breakfast.

Ling Zixi had no choice but to eat a little, and the two went north with their swords together.

After passing the mountain, there is a terrain like a bush. This time the two flew lower.

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead, as if there were sounds of fighting, and people screaming in fear.

I saw a thin young man in gray clothes guarding a white jade-like flower, his voice was scared but firm: "I found this first!"

"Oh? Who stipulated that the one you find first is yours?" The voice of the person on the other side was mocking and joking, obviously looking down on this weak and weak boy.

"You..." The boy trembled, "This is the rule for entering the small secret realm!"

"Rules? Rules are made by people." The person opposite said unreasonably, "Rules are dead, but people are alive. We have the final say on today's rules."

Ling Zixi looked at the person opposite, and he seemed to be a disciple of Qingyu Sect from the next county.

Those people wanted to take away the rare flower on the ground. The young man sacrificed himself to protect him, but he was about to be injured. Little Huangying flew to him quickly, holding a sword in his left hand to block the attack from the opposite side. When the two swords collided, they made a buzzing sound.

"You..." Qing Yu's disciple looked at little Huang Ying, obviously feeling the strength of little Huang Ying, "Who are you?!"

The soft sword in Xiao Huangying's left hand was retracted in front of her body, and her fingertips lightly slid across the sword: "Wuxu sect, Jiang Ying."

"Heh, a disciple of Wuxu Sect." The Qingyu Sect member gritted his teeth, "If you leave, we can still pretend that nothing happened and let the past go."

"Sorry." Little Huang Ying stood in front of the boy, "Impossible."

"You have to meddle in your own business?!" The group of people stared, "Hurry up!"

Little Huang Ying smiled softly, and the soft sword shimmered in the morning light: "I, Jiang Ying, am a young man with a sense of loyalty, holding a sword in the rivers and lakes, seeing injustices in the road, and drawing a sword to help, so what?"