MTL - Forced To Survive-Chapter 8 Little Fairy on Taihua Mountain

She knew that the uncle had something to hide.

Just now in Qingxi Village, when Zhang He was about to take the uncle away, there was another thing that surprised her.

The uncle tried his best not to let everyone enter the forest at night, she and Xiao Qi wouldn't let him, and Luo Yu and the others wouldn't let him, so in his opinion, the danger in this forest was absolutely high, but when Zhang He took him away, He didn't show a look of fear, although he tried to persuade him, but he was too calm.

When he finally agreed to go into the forest with Zhang He, he didn't resist. Obviously, compared to being forced into the forest by Zhang He, it was more like he had to go in because Zhang He and the others wanted to go into the forest.

In addition, he forced her to stay overnight with Xiaoqi, took out the best food without hesitation, and tried hard to keep them...

Rather than saying that he is worried about Zhang He and the others, it is better to say that he is worried about Lin Zi, worried about what they will destroy when they enter the forest...

When Zhang He saw the will-o'-the-wisp for the first time, the village head became visibly nervous and reminded her of an incident. At that time, she and Xiao Qi were not arguing about directions in the forest. Arrived at Qingxi Village.

Judging from the results, the will-o'-the-wisps are not harming her, but helping her.

It was only at this time that she realized that it was this will-o'-the-wisp that the village chief wanted to protect.

The sentence he just said [Don't go, it's dangerous, run away] was not for Luo Yu and the others.

Instead, shout out to this little thing.

Although I don't know why the village chief has a relationship with this little monster, but after all, the village chief and the ghost fire have helped her. If she doesn't care, the little thing will be killed by Zhang He.

Therefore, she left the village elder uncle and immediately rushed to Zhang He and the others.

It's just that the shadows of the branches in the forest are chaotic, making it even more difficult to distinguish the direction than before.

She had a hard time moving forward.

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The male cultivator with the sword on his back was the fastest to chase after him. He had seen ghost fires before, most of them were small ghosts or young demons.

He chased all the way, and he didn't know where he ran. At this moment, a cluster of will-o'-the-wisps suddenly ignited under his feet.

underfoot?

He raised his sword and stabbed, and the will-o'-the-wisp went out in the blink of an eye, but at the moment when he was proud, clusters of new will-o'-the-wisps suddenly lit up around him, and before his astonishment had time to hang on his face, the will-o'-the-wisp started a prairie fire The momentum quickly ignited the surrounding area.

In the blink of an eye, Nanxiu was surrounded by will-o'-the-wisps.

The green will-o'-the-wisps stretched into a sea, illuminating half of the dark forest.

What kind of little monster is this, this is clearly a big monster with a high level of cultivation.

The male cultivator's calf was weak, and the hand holding the sword was also trembling. He retreated tremblingly to the gap behind him.

A ray of will-o'-the-wisp suddenly rushed towards his cheek, and he roared in fright, then turned around and ran away crying and howling.

The moment he fled, countless will-o'-the-wisps took shape and condensed into a miserable green arm, grabbing straight at him.

The male cultivator's soul was about to fly, and he fled desperately with his light body tactic.

This escape and chase, but in the blink of an eye.

Zhang He is here.

He rolled his eyes, and shouted: "Trying to be mysterious." Immediately, he called out the spirit sword, and slashed towards the depths of the will-o'-the-wisp.

The tyrannical sword energy broke through the sea of ​​will-o'-the-wisps in an instant, and the will-o'-the-wisps scattered. At first, everyone avoided them in a panic, but found that the will-o'-the-wisps were too weak to hurt people. Even if it fell on the skin, there was only a slight burning sensation.

Between the darkness and the greenery, in the hidden grass, a little girl in a grass-green linen dress was lying on the leaves and looking out.

About two or three years old, her small arms and calves are white and tender, with the waxy fat of a child. She is tied in a double bun, and her hair is stained with broken leaves. She is cute and cute.

Her name is Deng Deng, and she is a candle demon.

Deng Deng's small face was wrinkled, and his small fists were clenched tightly, very anxious.

Why are these people still not leaving?

If you don't leave...he's going to wake up...

He's buried in the bottom with a bad temper, and if he wakes up, they're dead...

When she thinks of him, she is terrified, and her hands and feet are limp in fear, but these people are innocent. Now that she knows, she must help...

She promised that brother, she didn't want to let him down...

She often guides the lost people. Those people are very obedient, although they will yell, but they will eventually leave in the direction she pointed.

Why are these people so weird?

And the uncle of the village chief is also with them, she often guides the uncle of the village chief, and the uncle of the village chief will also talk to her lonely, he is a very good person...

She looked out from the gaps in the branches and leaves, and those people with swords were walking around, which would easily offend him...

She has shown them the way, why don't they listen...

She is also very afraid of those who carry swords. If they are found, they will be killed, right?

While wanting to escape, yet unable to bear it, the tangled little hands were tightly twisted together.

After a while, he stomped his feet and tried to release his will-o'-the-wisp, carefully blocking behind them, trying to prevent them from stepping into his territory...

Just when the second flower was about to condense, an eye suddenly appeared in the gap between the branches and leaves, glowing with a bloodthirsty cold light, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, and was about to back away when a sword pierced her mercilessly. chest.

Blood gushed out in an instant.

The sudden sharp pain made her scream.

"I found it." Zhang He lifted her up with his sword in his hand. Seeing her struggling in pain, he smiled mockingly, "You little monster, how dare you tease me."

The little girl's body became paler and gradually became transparent. The little skirt on her body was stained with blood, and her pale and thin fingers gradually hung down.

"I, I didn't harm anyone, I just pointed, pointed the way..."

Zhang He smiled: "This little thing can still talk, did you hear what she said?"

The people around laughed and said, "Who can hear it clearly, kill it."

He threw the little **** the ground, and quickly pulled out the sword. The momentary tear made the little girl scream and roll. He stepped on her curled up struggling body, opened the corner of her mouth, and raised the long sword.

He slammed it down hard.

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Spring Day - Qingxi Village

It was the time when the peach blossoms in Manshan were in full bloom, and Qingxi Village was full of travelers.

The tavern was full.

Deng Deng just transformed into a small one only as big as a fist. She was soaked in the wine jar of Qingxi Tavern, not daring to make a sound.

When she first took shape, she was still full of fighting spirit, but the ruthless reality gave her a painful blow.

The little demon in Qingxi Village was either captured by the demon cultivator to make medicine, or directly beheaded by the spiritual cultivator. Originally, there was a little flower demon accompanying her, but she was also captured two days ago, and now she is left alone.

Hiding in Tibet all day long, the old wounds have not gone away, and new wounds have been filled.

In the eyes of those monks, she was nothing more than an eye-catching dust that disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wandering all day long, embarrassed and lonely.

This world is too difficult, she doesn't want to come.

Today, a few little gods from Taihua Mountain came to the village, all of them are imposing, but most of them have a cold face, and when they meet ordinary people, they always have a sense of aloofness.

They sat in the tavern and drank, and she hid in the wine jar and shivered.

If found, she will be killed without mercy, she has always known this truth.

One of the teenagers was different from others, not as indifferent as they were, he was always smiling and gentle to everyone.

His jet-black hair was tied behind his head with a cloud-white headband, and he wore a blue gown that tied his waist. He was tall and thin, and always slapped the table when he laughed.

The gods finished their round of wine quickly, and when Xiao Er came to get the new wine, she curled up into a ball, afraid of being carried away.

Fortunately, she was not carried away, and when she breathed a sigh of relief, the smiling little fairy suddenly stepped forward and said, "I want to drink from this altar."

Before the words fell, she was held in his arms.

Her pupils shrank, she was dead, and she would be tortured if she was captured.

Soon, the mud seal was opened, and a pair of beautiful and sharp eyes saw her condescendingly.

She was just about to flee, but the man raised a finger and rolled his eyes.

"Shh, don't move."

"Do you want to die? The uncle is still sitting there."

She retracted aggrievedly, not daring to move.

The man carefully fished her out and stuffed her into his pocket.

After drinking for three rounds, the crowd dispersed, and he took her to a secluded place, and only brought her out by the river, smiling at her dripping wet.

She was out of breath and bared her teeth and claws, but she couldn't break free from the left and right, so she just cried.

"You killed me, you kill me now, anyway, I'm the only one left, and I don't want to live anymore."

He sat cross-legged on the shore, held her in his palm, and coaxed her softly.

"Why are you so pessimistic..."

She cried very sadly, and the clothes that had been dried a little were wet again by her crying.

"This world is too difficult. Be cautious and hide all day long. No one needs me, and no one likes me. I'm the only one left. I don't even have anyone to talk to. Don't persuade me. I've made a decision. Instead of It’s better to kill yourself than to be caught and tortured.”

The boy coaxed: "Think about it."

The little girl didn't speak, she hugged herself, the little ball was soaked in her tears, and gradually became transparent.

This is really suicide...

The young man shook her and said, "Well, let me make a bet with you. If I win, you don't want to die today. If I lose, I won't stop you, okay?"

The little girl still didn't speak.

The young man snorted coldly and said, "I'm not bragging. I'm the best in our sect. I never miss a thing, never lose a bet. There is nothing in this world that I can't do."

The little girl was startled, and raised her head from her tears. She had never seen such a braggart, nor had she seen such a shameless person.

"Do you believe it or not, or right now, I can catch a thousand fish from the river with my bare hands within the time of a stick of incense."

Deng Deng was stunned, there were not a thousand fish in this river, she had counted them!

"I'm not bragging, I'm omnipotent, omnipotent..."

"Okay, I'll bet you."

The little girl shouted angrily, she really can't stand this man, he is so beautiful, how can he talk nonsense like that.

After burning incense, the boy wet his trousers, clutching a fish in his hand. The fish struggled desperately, slapped him hard with its tail, and jumped back into the river again.

None of them were caught.

The little girl glared at him angrily, and retracted into her tears.

The boy scratched his hair in embarrassment, and immediately became high-spirited.

"It doesn't count this time, so how about it, give me another chance, I can pick a thousand wild fruits in the time of half a stick of incense."

In this season, there are peach trees all over the mountain, and there are no fruits at all. She hides in it every day, how can she not know?

After half a stick of incense, the boy looked at the poor little wild fruits in his pocket and fell into deep thought.

a moment later...

"give me one more chance!"

In this way, the young man took her to challenge a completely impossible task, drank ten jars of wine in one breath, beat all the children at the entrance of the village in finger-guessing, and caught the bird with the most fur with his eyes closed...

All failed without exception.

But he was not reconciled and launched the last challenge.

Now this season, the peach blossoms are all over the village.

Along the longest road in the village, he borrowed a flat bamboo basket from the grandmother at the entrance of the village, and collected all the peach petals one by one, and finally collected a basket full of piles.

"I can draw a dragon when these petals are scattered in the air, believe it or not?"

Deng Deng was about to be blown up by him, this little boy who could only talk big, took her all over the village, but in the end he didn't do anything, he just talked nonsense.

She was silent.

He brought the basket to her mouth, teasing her.

"Blow it, blow it."

She looked away, he begged.

"For the last time, trust me, just blow it up."

She couldn't help it, and puffed up her cheeks with all her strength.

Just as he breathed in her, he shook his wrist.

The basket full of peach petals flew into the sky like this, fluttering and free, and the gap between the pink and pink of the peaches reveals the blue sky, which is gorgeous and seductive.

But apart from the scattered peach blossoms in the sky, there was no dragon shape at all.

Not to mention the dragon shape, there are no patterns.

Deng Deng froze for a moment, then suddenly understood, she looked at him tremblingly, tears streaming down her face.

She thought he was a nice guy.

In fact, he was just teasing her, and he chose tasks that were impossible to complete. He didn't want her to live at all, he was just playing around according to his own temperament.

This bastard, bastard!

He is worse than those people!

She doesn't want to let him go!

Angrily, she threw herself on his arm and bit down hard.

"Ouch."

The boy was bumped to the ground by her, while she was hanging on his arm, biting tightly, not letting go at all.

The boy's brows were tightly frowned, and he smiled in pain. He pressed her small head with his big hand, and turned her head to the sky.

"Hey, puppy, look, isn't it pretty?"

She froze for a moment, seeing peach blossom petals flying all over the sky, blown by the wind, leisurely.

The slightly warm light outlines the shallow edges of the peach blossoms, with a little bit of golden light shining.

A petal fell towards her, hitting Xuan'er and landed between her eyebrows.

She was stunned, suddenly a little at a loss.

The young man was lazy, with the warmth of spring in his voice.

"We were having fun just now, weren't we?"

What does this boy mean?

Her eyes were wet, and she looked at him blankly.

He pinched her face and smiled.

"If it's fun, stay here, okay?"

"Only by staying can you discover the beauty of the world, and only then can you know whether it is worth it or not."

It turns out that he has been busy for so long, and he is really coaxing her...

The young man's eyebrows are full of stars, with a smile on his lips, and his spirit is high.

She couldn't hold back the tears, she fell patter, and then plunged into his arms, crying loudly.

No one has ever coaxed her like this...

She thought the world was like this...

But it turns out that there are still such gentle people...