Xiao Zhimiao is very angry now.
For her subordinates, she does not always want to tie them to her side.
At other times, she didn't care what she wanted to do, and she was happy not to be in front of her.
But when it's important, no chain can be dropped.
You must be obedient when you should be obedient.
Xu Zhilan, Xuan Ye and others currently under her command have not yet held her back.
Her abilities are now so restricted, her body is already at the red line, and Modu actually went to find the treasure halfway.
Things were prioritized, and she didn't care what he was looking for, so she couldn't slip away at this time.
Modu was choked by Xiao Zhimiao and couldn't move. Her hand was always very strong. Modu's face turned red when she pinched him.
He saw that she had a cold face, completely different from her usual gentle look, and he had a feeling that she would really strangle him to death.
Just when he felt like suffocating, Xiao Zhimiao let go of him.
Modu coughed a few times while covering his neck that was pinched by her. He didn't know that her hand was so strong!
If she had just used a little more force, his neck would have been broken with her bare hands!
He wanted to say something to her, but after he spoke a few words, his throat became hoarse. He cleared his throat, adjusted himself and wanted to continue speaking, but was suppressed by Xiao Zhimiao's curse seal and shut up.
Xiao Zhimiao doesn't want to talk now, nor does he want to hear any sound.
She had been consuming non-stop in the past few days, and her body was weak and exhausted. However, the weaker her body became, the instinct of defense and vigilance made her spirit more awake and excited.
She has always been like this, forcing herself to always be awake and be a sharp knife that can protect herself at any time.
She sat down on the sofa and lay down on the sofa with some relief. She closed her eyes and rubbed her brows to suppress the annoyance that came to her heart.
Seeing Xiao Zhimiao's expression, Aman opened his mouth, but swallowed the words.
This was the first time she saw this side of Xiao Zhimiao. With a cold look on her face, she threw the tall Modu to the ground and strangled his neck tightly.
When I got along with her in the past, she was gentle but a little lazy, unhurried and always able to deal with things calmly.
Although she felt that she was a bit arrogant, she had to admit that she could always give people the strength of firmness and tranquility.
Whether it is her own strength or psychology, she is extremely powerful, like a solid and unshakable wall.
Although Xiao Zhimiao always likes to lecture her and make her annoying! But she has never seen Xiao Zhimiao really angry. She can always hide her true emotions very well.
She looked around and saw the crystal cup on the table that would keep water coming out. She picked it up and handed it to Xiao Zhimiao.
"Would you like some water? I see your lips are white."
Xiao Zhimiao opened his eyes after hearing this, and moved his gaze from the crystal cup to Aman's face.
Aman felt a little uncomfortable when she looked away and looked away, "You don't want me to take it away."
Xiao Zhimiao calmed down and took the cup from her hand.
She was really thirsty because she had lost so much blood.
If more blood was given, she thought she would go into shock.
Now it is not like when she was outside, supported by various skills and abundant magic power. The only thing she can break through the limit is her blood.
In order to achieve her goal, she always uses any means, whether it is her blood or flesh, as long as it can be used.
Xiao Zhimiao spilled a trace of crimson magic power from her fingers. She touched the crystal cup, and clear water gurgled out of the cup. She drank five or six cups in a row before she felt her swollen and painful brain was getting better.
After handing the cup to Aman, Xiao Zhimiao turned his attention to Modu, who started to pretend to be dead.
She felt she didn't know Modu well enough.
The process of her conquering him was actually not difficult, it could be said that it was smooth.
This is because with Adisang's curse seal as the base, she only needs to draw a simple one as it is.
Modu was a thief in the past. He has been a thief since he was a child.
The thief profession becomes a god.
Even if there is no curse, he will be tempted by the treasure out of habit. The curse only amplifies his inner desire.
And his own character will also be affected by it.
His personality seems to be somewhat similar to Xuan Ye, with the same arrogance, stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat.
It's just that Xuanye, as a king who is held in a high position by others, has unbreakable arrogance and self-persistence.
He also keeps his word to others.
So she prefers people like Xuan Ye, who don't necessarily have to be in complete control. She only needs to pull a little string to make him obey orders. And with the double guarantee of strength, basically nothing will go wrong, at least it won't make her worry about rebellion. .
Modu is a little more tactful and cunning than him.
He is very good at hiding, and he seems to be just a somewhat arrogant and tough-tongued person.
But in fact, it's not.
If that's the case, then she has to treat him in a different way.
Now, he is the weapon in her hand, the knife she can use, but this knife is not easy to use yet and needs to be sharpened.
She nodded slightly towards Modu and said with a cold expression: "What good things did you get?"
Seeing that her face looked better, Modu adjusted his body, sat cross-legged on the ground, and took out the treasure he had stolen from the room on the third floor underground.
It was a long wooden box with a simple style and looked a bit old.
Modu handed it to her with some reluctance, "There are two things inside. You pick one and leave the other for me."
Xiao Zhimiao did not reach out to take it, but looked at Modu and said in a cold tone: "Bring some here."
Modu frowned, displeased with her condescending tone of commanding him. In view of her angry look just now, he moved his body, sat in front of her, and handed the wooden box under her nose.
Xiao Zhimiao glanced and saw two things placed in the wooden box.
A dead branch with thorns, and a pendant that looked like a finger bone.
It's nothing special, it's just an item that would be ignored as garbage if thrown on the ground.
But she felt surging magic and a strange inspiration from these two things.
She didn't touch them and asked Modu first: "Where did you get them?"
Modu told the truth: "There is a secret room on the third underground floor. There are many treasures in it. They must have been looted by Bobo Mag. But these two are the only ones that I am more interested in, so I took them."
He paused and looked up at her: "If you want anything else, I'll get it for you, but they are basically useless jewelry and the props are mediocre."
Xiao Zhimiao knew that the treasures he collected were not necessarily "treasures", but things he found interesting and special.
She continued to ask: "Is the secret room so easy to enter?"
Since it is a secret room where treasures are placed, Bobomag will not be as simple as putting a lock on it. Even if this is her lair, she is not that imprudent. On the contrary, Xiao Zhimiao feels that she is very scheming, and It's not superficial, but she will put things on the surface that can deceive people.
For example, since meeting her tonight, she has been leading her into the castle step by step without restricting any of her actions.
If she didn't have Madu by her side, she would still be able to understand Popomag's behavior.
She is just a player whose abilities have not been restored and who does not pose much of a threat.
Now that she had a master by her side, Bobomag acted as if she hadn't seen him. He did whatever she wanted and let Aman go with a wave of his hand.
Seeing her in the lobby sucking up those players like nutrients without blinking her eyes, Xiao Zhimiao knew that she was not such an easy person to talk to.
Modu said: "Bobomag arranged the phantom formation, and it didn't have much impact on me."
Xiao Zhimiao stared at the two things in the box for a while, then reached out and took out the thorny dead branch.
She took the dead branch and looked at it for a while, and found that it was a rose branch. There was a crack on the rhizome. There was a faint red color inside the crack, and magic power was coming out of the flower branch.
On this rose branch
There is a curse mark.
She held the flower branch and turned it around, and her fingertip was accidentally pricked by the sharp thorns on the flower branch. The blood stained the flower branch, and a crimson curse mark appeared on the rose branch.
She was about to study the curse seal, but within two seconds, the curse seal dissipated.
The next moment, the rose branch in her hand turned into a staff.
The style is ordinary, like the roots of an old tree are twisted together, and it is a bit rough to the touch.
There was excitement in Modu's eyes, "I told you that this is no ordinary treasure. It contains a very strong magic power, which is very similar to your magic power."
"What?"
Xiao Zhimiao paused as he looked at the staff's movements.
Modu: "I just think the smell of this thing is very similar to yours."
Xiao Zhimiao: "That's Bobomag's stuff."
He just said that his breath is similar to Popmag.
"No." Modu shook his head and said, "The aura of Popomag is different from that of this staff. The magic power on the staff is also very similar to yours. It is similar to you but not like Bobomag. .”
He picked up the finger bone pendant in the box: "But Bobo Mag's breath is very similar to that of this finger bone pendant, and it is also similar to your breath."
Xiao Zhimiao's head was a little dizzy due to him.
This one looks like her, and that one looks like her. How can there be so many similarities? Aren't she and Bobo Mago both succubi?
If the two things in the box were not from Bobomag and had a similar aura to her, then they were also from Succubus. .five
wrong……
Xiao Zhimiao shook his head, which was sore and dizzy. These two things were not ordinary treasures. They had curse seals on them and contained a lot of magic power. It was not just as simple as being touched by a succubus.
She held the staff and looked at it for a while. Aman beside her suddenly said, "Isn't this the staff from that painting?"
Xiao Zhimiao looked at her after hearing this: "Which painting?"
Aman: "In the Golden Village dungeon, there is a painting on the second floor of the hotel where we stayed. The witch in it is holding this staff."
She has a good memory and never forgets what she has seen, and the impression will be particularly profound.
Xiao Zhimiao's heart trembled, and she understood where this vague feeling of familiarity came from.
She also remembered that she saw a witch holding a staff in one of the paintings in the Golden Village replica hotel.
According to the plot of Golden Village, the witch is probably her mother.
In other words, the staff belonged to her mother, so her blood easily broke the seal.
