Xiao Zhimiao looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, glanced at Xu Zhilan's expectant expression, and put his hand into his palm, wanting to see what tricks he was playing.
As soon as she put her hand on it, Xu Zhilan showed a successful smile, took her hand, pulled it to her lips and kissed it.
Xiao Zhimiao quietly watched him playing tricks, his eyes were no different from watching a dog playing around.
Xu Zhilan was still very happy, secretly praising that he had learned to fight for it, and he had to use some small means.
But it was just her little hands, and Xiao Zhimiao had an expression like "I'm just watching you make trouble."
Xiao Zhimiao thought about the first time she went to Shenwu Bureau and met Xu Zhilan in the elevator. He looked like a hard-to-get-together person with a vicious mouth and a gloomy temperament. Nan Xue also told her that although he was a little crazy, he was not bad.
I guess Nan Xue also knows that he is actually not very smart, so no matter how bad he is, he can't be too bad. Sometimes Xiao Zhimiao looks so stupid when he sees how happy he is.
"Into the title."
Xu Zhilan stopped when he saw that it was good and continued to stretch out his hand.
Xiao Zhimiao saw thin golden threads extending from his hands. The golden threads traveled on the skin and condensed into a golden spell pattern in his palm.
At this time, Zhenxing and Carter happened to come down from upstairs. Xu Zhilan stretched out a thousand threads from his hands and wrapped Zhenxing around him and pulled him to the dining table. Chinese website
Zhenxing struggled to escape from Xu Zhilan's restraints. Xu Zhilan picked up a table knife and gestured at Zhenxing: "Don't move."
"What...what are you going to do?!"
Zhenxing was so frightened by Xu Zhilan's movements that he didn't dare to move at all. He believed that the mad man in front of him, whom he hated so much, would really kill him.
It cast a begging look at Xiao Zhimiao, "Master, save me..."
Xiao Zhimiao looked at Zhenxing who looked like he was about to cry, and said in a gentle tone: "It's okay, don't be afraid. Even if he kills you, I can also save you."
After hearing what his master said, Zhenxing closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.
The next second, Xu Zhilan took the knife and penetrated its heart without hesitation.
Zhenxing groaned in pain. After a while, it opened its eyes with some confusion. The knife was still inserted into its heart, but it didn't bleed at all. There was only a slight pain in the chest. Now it feels It's not as painful as I imagined.
Xu Zhilan pulled out the knife. The moment the knife left Zhenxing's heart, the wound healed, and not even a trace of blood was stained on the knife.
Xiao Zhimiao raised his eyebrows and raised his fingers at Zhenxing: "Come here and let me take a look."
The Zhenxing flew in front of Xiao Zhimiao. Xiao Zhimiao grabbed it with both hands and looked left and right, and saw a golden curse mark in its palm that was exactly the same as Xu Zhilan's just now.
Xu Zhilan looked at Xiao Zhimiao with bright eyes and said: "This god-level skill is called [Symbiosis]. As long as the main body of the symbiosis does not die, the other connectors will not be harmed."
Xiao Zhimiao asked: "Are you the main subject?"
"It's me now." Xu Zhilan said: "The main body can be changed, but it is safer for me to be the main body, because I am a priest, and this skill belongs to me. Even if I am hurt, this skill can allow me to recover quickly, [ Although Symbiosis consumes my magic power, it does not consume the magic power of my connectors. As long as anyone with whom I am symbiotic still has magic power, Symbiosis will continuously restore it to me."
Xiao Zhimiao: "In other words, if I want to kill you, I have to consume all your magic power first, and then consume the magic power of the person you live with."
Xu Zhilan: "That's right, but one thing is wrong. I can use [Symbiosis] to connect not just one, but five."
"What a powerful magic!"
Even Zhenxing, who hated Xu Zhilan, couldn't help but marvel.
Xiao Zhimiao was very satisfied with the god-level skill that Xu Zhilan had obtained. No matter whether he was playing a dungeon or fighting, this skill could be said to have given his teammates a gold medal to avoid death.
Carter sat down at the dining table silently, took a fork and started eating.
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Lord Carter, let me pour you some wine. "
Zhenxing put a bottle of red wine and a wine glass in front of Carter and poured him half a glass of red wine.
Xu Zhilan chuckled: "Are you so attentive to him?"
Xiao Zhimiao slowly swallowed the food in his mouth and said to him: "Zhenxing is a creature of this world and has a natural awe for those who are superior."
"The superior?" Xu Zhilan looked at Carter's face, which showed a bit of weakness, "Isn't he just a dungeon BOSS?"
After Carter glanced at him coldly, he continued to eat there unhurriedly.
He picked up the red wine and took a sip, and said to Xiao Zhimiao, "You can try it. This wine is not that sweet."
Xiao Zhimiao supported her head and cut the food on the plate with a knife. She glanced at the red wine and shook her head: "No, I can't eat anything sweet."
She feels sick whenever she eats anything sweet.
Xu Zhilan saw that the two of them got along very naturally, as if they had known each other for a long time.
He took the red wine from the table, poured some for himself, and raised his glass to Carter: "To the superior."
Carter didn't take Xu Zhilan seriously. In his opinion, Xu Zhilan was just a little follower of Xiao Zhimiao, a little better than a plaything.
"Respect me, you are not qualified." Carter said this without any hint of ridicule, just said it plainly.
Zhenxing flew between Carter and Xiao Zhimiao and said to Xu Zhilan: "Master Carter is a god!"
Xu Zhilan drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, leaned back in the chair and looked at Carter with disdain, "There are so many gods in this world, what kind of bullshit god are you?"
Xiao Zhimiao said calmly, "It seems I brought him here."
Xu Zhilan: "Isn't that your dependent?"
Carter threw his fork on the porcelain plate and made a crisp sound: "I am the only one qualified to be on an equal footing with her. You are just her dog."
Xu Zhilan used the knife in his hand to cut the plate in front of him in half with a little force: "You only have the name of a god for nothing, and you have the body you have now. If I throw this knife over you, you will die."
Carter said expressionlessly: "You try."
"cough....."
Seeing that the two of them were about to start fighting, Xiao Zhimiao tapped his fork and said to them: "I've finished eating. You eat slowly and don't break my things, otherwise you can clean them up yourself."
With that said, Xiao Zhimiao stood up and walked outside. Zhenxing hurriedly flapped his little wings and followed.
It started to rain again outside. Xiao Zhimiao stood at the door and looked up at the gloomy sky. The small town of Saya experienced this kind of weather for two-thirds of the year.
Zhenxing had already made various preparations and placed a wooden barrel at the door. There were several umbrellas in the barrel for backup.
"Master, are you going out?"
Zhenxing transformed into a human form in front of Xiao Zhimiao and turned into a well-behaved and beautiful young man.
"Well, let's go visit the grave."
Xiao Zhimiao took an umbrella from the barrel, opened it and walked into the rain, heading towards Sethia's tomb.
Sethia's bones were buried next to the wooden house. At this time, her cemetery was full of roses. There was a blank tombstone in front of her tomb, which had been entangled with thorns and decorated with bright red roses.
When she buried him before, she dug a pit for Sethia. She also filled the pit very flat. There was no grave bag or tombstone, and she just sprinkled a handful of rose seeds.
"Master, I placed that tombstone."
Zhenxing walked to Xiao Zhimiao's side and said with some embarrassment: "I know that the master buried a body here, and I don't know which of his friends or relatives are. I can feel that this person is very close to the master. , I put a tombstone here. The deceased should have a tombstone, so that I can help the master pay homage to this friend."
Xiao Zhimiao turned to look at Zhenxing and smiled at him: "Thank you Zhenxing."
Zhenxing shook his head violently: "Doing anything for the master is what Zhenxing should do.
Yes, the master does not need to thank Zhenxing. "
Xiao Zhimiao reached out and touched his soft chestnut short hair: "It's not me who wants to thank you, it's the person buried here who wants to thank you. In her life, there are not many people who can be purely kind to her."
Zhenxing is an elf and can feel the breath of the dead. The memorial he said is not only to visit Scythia's grave and clean it, but also to pray to Scythia and sing to her the elven songs that the elves sent to the deceased, so that the deceased can rest in peace.
The elves are a peculiar race with their own unique magic. They are meticulous and perfect in everything they do. They have high demands on themselves but are very friendly to others.
Serving others is just their job for them. They never feel that they are a lowly and enslaved people. After all, they have to get paid.
Xiao Zhimiao stood in front of Sethia's grave for a long time. Fog rose in the woods, shrouding her figure in the fog. She looked at the rose bush blooming on the cemetery. The heavy rain knocked off the rose petals. The land looks meandering and poignant.
What exactly does Sethia want to do?
Xiao Zhimiao touched a pendant hanging on her chest, which was used to store Sethia's memories. The memories she had collected now were not enough for Xiao Zhimiao to fully understand what she wanted to do later.
She was guessing, thinking about her past plans.
Killing those gods was a certainty, something that was ingrained in her mind without even thinking about it.
But, how to kill?
She was in the Golden Village dungeon, holding a god-level bow, and she couldn't even kill a clone of the God of Light, let alone their entities.
From Carter to now Xu Zhilan, everything is not an accident or a coincidence.
If only he could upgrade his skills step by step, recruit more followers for himself, improve their strength, strengthen his power, and then lead them to kill the gods together, if that was all.
My past self, or the self of God Sethia, should have been able to do it, but now it's just a do-over, what's the point? And it will be monitored by the gods above.
It's just that she has the identity of a wanderer from another world, which gives those gods some restrictions.
Thinking of this, Xiao Zhimiao suddenly raised his head and looked ahead.
