Chapter 163: I am you

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Seeing the golden holy fruit in Xie Zhi's hand, Xu Zhilan and Xiao Zhimiao looked at each other. They knew that Xie Zhi had killed a player.

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Xie Zhi lowered his head and smiled, then looked at Xiao Zhimiao and said, "When you teleported back to the Little Golden Tree before, the individual player who was mixed in between us wanted to attack me when he saw that I was alone. , obviously he is a gambler."

Xiao Zhimiao: "It seems he underestimates you too much."

Listening to Xiao Zhimiao's calm tone, Xie Zhi pursed his lips and asked cautiously, "Do you believe me?"

"Is it important?"

Xiao Zhimiao glanced at Xie Zhi coldly, walked to the big golden tree, and put her palms against the trunk.

Whether it was the player Xie Zhi took the initiative to kill, or as he said, the player wanted to attack him and make him his sacrifice, it made no big difference to her.

In this dungeon game, she couldn't make any demands on other people's moral character, let alone someone she didn't know very well.

Just take care of herself.

If Xie Zhi took the initiative to attack that player, he would at most give her a signal, that is, Xie Zhi was a little more dangerous than she thought.

Her bottom line is, don't attack her or the people around her.

She doesn't care about other people.

Xie Zhi looked at Xiao Zhimiao's back. Somehow, he still wanted to tell Xiao Zhimiao that he did not take the initiative to kill the player.

Maybe she didn't really care, but he still wanted to tell her.

"That individual player doesn't trust our team..."

"It's obvious."

Xiao Zhimiao said without turning his head: "The bewitching power of this big golden tree is too strong. He will be bewitched as long as he has such thoughts."

How could she not know that one person was missing, but she already had enough people in her care.

Hearing Xiao Zhimiao's words, Xie Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she believed in him.

In other words, she believed in her own judgment.

In the past, in the dungeon, he rarely took the initiative to kill people. It wasn't because he was very kind, but because he didn't want to get himself into unnecessary trouble. But as long as someone hindered him, he would not be lenient.

It is easy for a thief to kill a player.

He knew that Xiao Zhimiao would be wary of some players with serious murderous intentions, and he just wanted Xiao Zhimiao to trust him.

After all, there will be a long time to come, and he needs to protect her.

There was a loud noise, and the three of them looked up at the same time. It was the defensive shield that was destroyed by the hunter's bow and arrow.

Xie Zhi continued to add a layer of shield, and Xu Zhilan also added a layer.

"My magic power is no longer enough. This is the last defensive shield." Xie Zhi said: "But the hunter's arrows also need to be recharged. I have been observing him for a while, and his bow may be of the sub-god level. of."

When he heard that it was a sub-god-level bow, Xiao Zhimiao's eyes moved and he went out to take a look.

The hunter's bow and arrows were still charging, and he stood outside the defensive shield and kept facing them. Even if he couldn't see his expression, Xiao Zhimiao felt like he was staring closely at him.

She had previously felt that the hunter's bow was too powerful, and it would make sense if it were a demi-god-level weapon.

Demigod level bow...

It just so happened that she lacked a handy weapon, so she couldn't ask Aman to borrow a bow every time.

"Xiao Zhizhi, do you want that bow?"

Xu Zhilan looked at Xiao Zhimiao and immediately stuck her head out to take a look when she heard Xie Zhi said that the bow was at the sub-god level. Once she was interested in something, she would express it through actions.

Xiao Zhimiao looked back at Xu Zhilan, his eyes seeming to say: You are right.

Xu Zhilan raised her lips and smiled: "Then let's go get it?"

Xiao Zhimiao put his hand on the tree trunk again: "Wait a minute, I'll get a golden holy fruit."

Xie Zhi saw that Xiao Zhimiao did not bring the phantom of her prayers like others, so he guessed that she might have other methods, but the condition given by the system was that a person needed to be sacrificed.

She needs to kill a living person no matter what.

Looking at her movements, Xie Zhi guessed that she wanted to pray at the big golden tree. She didn't want others to see who she was praying for.

Xiao Zhimiao closed his eyes, and a golden thread stretched out from his hand and headed towards the golden tree.

She never believed in any gods, only herself.

Thinking of the dream he had in the hotel at the beginning, Xiao Zhimiao took a deep breath and connected his consciousness to the golden tree.

The person deep in her heart may not necessarily be her brother.

Because she firmly believed that her brother would definitely appear in front of her again, and she would definitely save him.

She is a god herself and has the power of a god. If even the gods can't save her brother, then who else can?

She does have some arrogance and ambition in her heart, and she will move up to a higher position for this ambition.

Even if she is a god, she must sit in the highest position. No one, not the system, can control her.

Now, she wants to kill the weak and innocent self she once was.

Xie Zhi and Xu Zhilan watched the light in front of Xiao Zhimiao shine brightly, and a small figure appeared in front of her.

The figure in the light looked at Xiao Zhimiao and said, "Are you who I will be when I grow up?"

Xiao Zhimiao was shrouded in this light. She looked at the little Sethia with long golden hair in front of her, and a rare gentle smile appeared on her face: "Yeah, how is it, not bad?"

Little Sethia tilted her head and smiled, "It looks very different from me now. So, my parents picked me up?"

Looking at her innocent and clear eyes, Xiao Zhimiao secretly sighed that she was so stupid and cute when she was a child. She stretched out her hand and touched her head: "You have been injured like this, how can you still be so innocent? Little fool, no People will come to pick you up, but no one will come to save you. The person who picks you up must have some intention for you, and no one will love you."

As soon as Xiao Zhimiao finished speaking, little Sethia's eyes changed. He grabbed her hand and bit her fiercely, like an evil beast, biting hard: "You lied, you lied to me!"

Little Sethia was crying while biting her. Blood dripped from Xiao Zhimiao's hands. She sighed and held her in her arms: "I am you, how could I lie to you? You want to change Be more powerful, so powerful that if you like something, you can control it in your hands, so that they will never betray you, and no one can hurt you again."

"Sesia, you have to learn to love yourself, not to hurt yourself, and to hide yourself."

Little Sethia buried her face in her arms and muttered: "But now you want to kill me."

Xiao Zhimiao touched her hair and murmured: "You have grown up, Sethia. I am you. You are just a shadow of my past. It doesn't matter if a shadow dies for our own sake."

Little Sethia raised her head and looked at her: "Will it hurt?"

"I really want to die, but I can't die no matter what."

"Isn't death more painful than having your flesh scraped and your bones removed? It's more painful than being burned."

Xiao Zhimiao's nose felt sore, he held the back of her head in his arms, patted her back and comforted her: "No, just close your eyes and it will be fine."

"Um."

The moment little Sethia closed her eyes, Xiao Zhimiao controlled the bone-breaking blade to penetrate her heart.

"It really doesn't hurt."

Little Sethia has already experienced all kinds of torture in the world, and this pain that penetrates her heart is like being bitten by a mosquito.

Her breath became weaker and weaker in Xiao Zhimiao's arms.

She lay in Xiao Zhimiao's arms and looked at her cheek, stretched out her hand to touch her, and said with a slight smile: "I know, I'm still not dead, otherwise you wouldn't have appeared in front of me. You must have endured it more than me." There are more things because you are the grown-up me, Sethia."

Little Sethia stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Xiao Zhimiao's eyes: "You are the only one who can shed tears for me now."

Xiao Zhimiao: "My name is Xiao Zhimiao now."

"Little cicada...the new name is so cute, then why don't you tell me

Tell me, will no one really love me in the future? "

"Now there is."

"That's great, then I can hold on a little longer."

Little Sethia smiled and pointed in the direction of the hunter: "Go and talk to Panson. He is under the care of his mother and will not hurt you, but he must die."

Xiao Zhimiao nodded: "Okay."

Little Sethia looked at her steadily, slowly closed her eyes, and died in her arms.

Her body turned into a golden light and merged into the golden tree.

The next moment, a golden holy fruit fell on Xiao Zhimiao's hand.

Xie Zhi and Xu Zhilan watched as the light surrounding Xiao Zhimiao dissipated. She turned towards them, holding a golden holy fruit in her hand.

Looking at the tears that had not been wiped away from the corners of Xiao Zhimiao's eyes, Xu Zhilan looked startled.

Little Cicada is... crying?

This was the first time Xu Zhilan saw Xiao Zhimiao's tears. After spending time with her, he thought she had no tears.

With her personality, it was too rare to shed tears.

"Xiao Zhi, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Zhilan stepped forward quickly, and Xiao Zhimiao threw away the golden holy fruit in his hand, took out the god-level tool Faceless and put it on his face, blocking out all emotions.

"Xu Zhilan, you and Xie Zhi go first to inform Nan Xue and the others to put the golden holy fruit in the light magic circle according to the location I assigned you before, and then pay attention to the two players from the Necromancer Guild. If They don’t know the light magic array, so guide them and let them put the golden holy fruit into the light magic array.”

As he said that, he gave two of the three remaining small balls that were used to locate the light magic circle in his hand, and kept one for himself.

"No, I want to follow you..."

As soon as Xu Zhilan finished speaking, a powerful consciousness suppressed him, carrying an unquestionable order.

Since binding her soul to Xiao Zhimiao, she has rarely had such direct suppression of consciousness.

Even though Xu Zhilan didn't want to leave in his heart, under this consciousness, he could only turn around and walk towards the teleportation array.

"Xiao Zhimiao..."

Xie Zhi wanted to say something else, but when he saw Xiao Zhimiao looking at him with a black mask on, his voice was choked in his throat.

Now that he has no magic value, continuing to stay here can only hold Xiao Zhimiao back.

But he couldn't help but worry about her, even though he knew what she was capable of.

He promised Xiao Yun that he would be by her side to protect him at all times. This was what he owed Xiao Yun.

Xiao Zhimiao said to him: "Let's go, the defensive array can no longer hold it."

"Then be careful." After saying that, Xie Zhi stepped into the teleportation array.

After seeing Xie Zhi's figure disappear, Xiao Zhimiao used Faceless to transform into the appearance of little Sethia.

As soon as she finished transforming, the defensive formation was shattered by the hunter's bow and arrow.

Hunter Pan Sen walked towards the golden tree. Xiao Zhimiao went over the plot in his mind and walked out.

Pan Sen felt Xiao Zhimiao's breath, paused in his steps, picked up the bow in his hand, and then slowly put it down the next moment.

Although Pan Sen could not see it, Xiao Zhimiao not only transformed into the appearance of Sethia, but also possessed her magic power. She completely transformed into little Sethia, and her breath was familiar to Pan Sen.

She cannot use any of her Almighty skills until she transforms back.

Xiao Zhimiao opened the skills panel. Now little Sethia only has a few very simple magic skills.

After Pan Sen felt it was Sethia, he walked in her direction.