There was silence all around.

Only Qiao Ao's breath.

Undulating sounds.

Open your eyes.

The scenery has changed.

The brain is a little dizzy.

Qiao Ao raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Shook his head.

Blurred vision in the eyes.

Gleming.

dangling.

Qiao Ao squinted carefully.

So familiar place.

This...... It's not.

Is that the secret passage?

Hiss!

Broken arms.

Pain in the back of the head should not be ignored.

I didn't think it just now.

Now that I think about it.

It still hurts a little.

Remember to crouch in the secret passage.

Eavesdrop on the conversation between Yan Qing'er and the man in green shirts.

was discovered.

At that time, I was quite calm and negotiated with them.

Get out of this hellish place.

Just in case it's like the original.

Die here.

Their conditions are simple.

Go to a place and stop people from coming.

Procrastination.

Then take me to the sorghum fields.

I haven't said how to stall for time.

As soon as he turned around, Yan Qing'er and the man in green shirt were gone!

Then Qiao Ao was trapped in this sorghum field for a month.

The troop is coming.

It's hard to see.

A team of thousands!

Man in green shirt.

I didn't want to take Qiao Ao away at all.

I use it before leaving.

This lamb who took the initiative to come to the door.

Slaughter first.

In this sorghum field.

How did Qiao Ao survive.

It's a miracle.

It was a chaotic day.

A desperate little life was finally saved.

This also proves Qiao Ao's conjecture.

。

This body's identity and status are not simple.

There are still advantages of their own.

But Qiao Ao didn't know how to control it.

Generally.

Again, the point is.

The desire to survive is too strong!

Qiao Ao knew that he wanted to get rid of the plot.

It's not that easy.

A month has passed.

In the sorghum fields.

Qiao Ao discovered.

Should erupt.

of the Plague City event.

It didn't happen.

Qiao Ao until now.

Nor did it.

I've heard this happen.

Maybe......

This killing took the place of the Plague City event.

Reduced injuries.

Qiao Ao had a butterfly effect.

changed the routine that the plot should take.

So I'm a good butterfly effect.

Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.

Meritorious deeds are indispensable in the next life!

Tut-tut...... It's so cool.

Qiao Ao hunched over.

Get up and go outside.

The sun is blinding.

Qiao Ao squinted slightly, leaving only a gap to look at the things above.

Bounced the mud off his hair.

Can't bounce it.

Yo he!

I can't even get along with the mud...... ←_←

This leg.

This arm.

It fell apart like an axle running over.

Outside is the entrance when Qiao Ao enters the secret passage.

A small piece of heaven and earth circled by Gaolin.

The trail leads to the depths of the unknown.

The big rock is still there.

The warm sun shone obliquely on Qiao Ao's cheeks, warm and warm~

Qiao Ao limped deeper into the trail.

Everything went smoothly.

Get rid of the ending that hangs at the beginning.

Although there is a little (big) problem with the body.

But not to death.

Seems to be somewhat useful.

All the efforts and struggles that Qiao Ao has made.

Walk to the end of the trail.

Walk through the high forest, where there is a dilapidated pavilion and water pavilion.

Surrounded by water on all sides.

It forms a calm and unwavering lake.

Further inside, there was a small round table made of stone.

On the table was a package with a small green flower in the red.

It's okay to have this taste.

Big Mom style~

Qiao Ao opened the package.

Looking inside, there was a book envelope between a pile of things and clothes:

Brother Qiao sees the words as he faces!

Now he has come out of the secret passage.

The package contains clothing.

Coins and tokens.

Walk all the way east to the gates of the city.

Get out in no time.

Please stop here.

Sorghum fields.

It is not a malicious frame-up.

Even if there is danger.

Our people will.

Delivered safely.

Safe.

I believe in this moment.

It has come out successfully.

Pick up the handwritten book.

Zhijun is ill and unsafe.

Very suspenseful.

Lin Ying is endless.

The scene is written by himself.

Qiao Ao sneered.

What our people.

will be delivered to safety.

Qiao Ao also looks at the situation.

First of all, successfully stall for time.

And Qiao Ao is still alive.

Get out of the fight.

This is how "our" people were sent to safety.

There is another possibility.

Joe Ao.

There was no success in stalling for time.

Instead, hide.

In the killing, even if you are lucky not to die.

will also be killed by Chipping Jingci and others.

Even Qiao Ao's identity is not simple.

Died unexpectedly in this fight.

It has nothing to do with the half-dime of the people who are planning to be killed.

That's a good calculation!

Why to kill Qiao Ao is simple.

I don't know how much information Qiao Ao heard in the secret passage.

Moreover, the purpose is unknown, approaching Yan Qing'er.

Will it be kept?

Someone who knows the true identity of the heroine Yan Qing'er.

There is a threat, and this is not an obvious answer.

There is another layer that Qiao Ao can't see through.

What are the others trying to probe?

Unscrupulous setup

Capture the caged finch.

Qiao Ao didn't understand.

Is this a little cannon fodder to go through?

Qiao Ao in the original book.

This man died at the beginning.

The appearance is also in memory.

And the appearance is just a background board.

Don't be in vain.

What's in this package.

Soldiers are coming.

The water comes to cover the earth.

Qiao Ao's heart is very stable.

Let's go!

Let's go! （￣～￣）

Don't panic.

I panicked.

The enemy is not to take advantage of it.

Give you a knife.

Qiao Ao tied the package.

Tie a nice bow.

With his back on his back, he turned around and walked away.

Balabala~

Bala~

If it weren't for the lack of time.

Qiao Ao still wanted to stay here for a while.

It's a nice view.

Especially this pavilion and water pavilion.

Lovely view.

Refreshing.

Annoyance all.

Vanished in an instant.

It's all gone.

The sun is shining.

Blue skies.

This may be.

The last time in early autumn.

Inclusion.

The late summer sun is warm.

How long has it been gone?

Why hasn't it arrived yet?

I'm exhausted!

Qiao Ao bent down.

Sit on a rock.

Use your hands as a fan.

Fanned.

Only a small gust of wind is coming.

All right.

This little wind can.

Negligible.

Sit in the shade of a tree.

Still can't stop it.

This early autumn.

The last time mixed with the smell of late summer.

The temperature still feels hot.

Qiao Ao's forehead.

Dense beads of sweat all over it.

Qiao Ao gasped.

This body still can't do it!

At that time from the sorghum field.

Kill it when you go out.

For a moment, that pair.

I don't know how.

It's gone.

Do the math.

It's been days.

Actually, at that time.

Qiao Ao also admires himself.

It's how.

Coming out of that place.

Let's take a little bit of a walk now.

Start again.

Tired and tired.

Dog tail grass on the side of the road.

Under the light of the warm sun.

The breeze shook the tip of its tail.

It doesn't seem to feel the last time early autumn is mixed with the smell of late summer.

Weeds on the side of the road.

Naotei Pavilion towers over there.

What season is this?

Why is the weather still like this?

The other day.

It's still cold.

It's hot to death these days.

Hot and cold.

Plus in a hurry.

At night, it's cooler here.

I couldn't find the inn again.

Yes~

Poor baby......

There is still a city gate.

There is some distance.

Joe Ao pulled.

Pebbles under your feet.

Look at the lines on the stone.

The shape of the cross.

It's beautiful.

My concerns.

Something doesn't seem right.

It's still too hot for me to go.

Distraction.

It's not easy to make.

Qiao Ao raised his hand.

Take off your coat.

The clothes have been restyled.

Simple, light and delicate texture.

At first glance, the carving looks very simple.

If you look closely, it contains.

Luxurious and noble charm.

No way!

Rich people who plan for the scene.

The clothes sent are just not ordinary.

Although doing things is a bit of a dog.

This is the time to have.

A watermelon will do just fine.

Missed the air conditioning in the summer.

Cell phone.

And dear iced drinks.

When will it be.

What about coming out of this place?

Now think about it.

Stayed here too.

It's been months.

When I first came in a book.

It's still drizzling.

At that time, Qiao Ao.

I remember staying in that shabby house.

That's called a painful ......

Open-air roof

The quilt is also very damp.

It was a difficult time.

From the time travel to this book.

Not a day is.

Living a good life.

Not on the way to escape.

It's on the way to survive.

Inconstancy.

No way.

That's all there is to it.

I don't know.

Out of this gate.

What should I do?

Something has to be done.

How can you live without money?

I didn't get killed by the plot.

I starved to death first.

←_←

Ghost Forest –

The forest is still dark and quiet.

A little girl with sideburns.

Submit.

The little broken steps walked briskly.

Then I heard.

Mutter...... Coo-coo.

sounds.

The hair is pitch black.

A black crow with black eyes and a god.

Stopped on the little girl's shoulder.

The crow spat out the pitch-black letter in its mouth.

On the white palm of the little girl.

The letter in hand.

There is mucus attached to the surface.

Yellow-green.

The smell is terrible.

A little girl with sideburns.

Expressionlessly, he patted the surface of the letter with his hand.

I didn't feel sick or scared.

The coat is shiny, and the crow rolls its black eyes.

Look closely, your eyes are sluggish and weak.

It's like seeing something else.

The black feather wings spread.

Slap the back of the girl's head.

Sharp wings cut off a handful of hair.

The little girl grabbed hard without hurrying.

A handful of feathers.

Revealing reddened skin under feathers.

"Be honest"

A calm and crisp voice rang out.

"Go back and tell him.

Things have been done.

It's time to deliver on that promise. ”

The crow flipped its wings and flew away.

Everything returned to calm.

Crow's feathers.

With the wind in the air.

Float to the palm of the little girl's hand.

Powdered in an instant.

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow.

Dark incense floats in the moon dusk.

A tree in front of the hall.

The man in black is reflected on the surface of the river.

Straight back.

"How's it going?"

"It's been successful.

Everything went according to plan. ”

The black mask is still there.

Can't cover the eyes like black beans. The short eyebrows are raised upward.

There is no such thing as the joy of the past.

"Well, let's go down."

Bend over and fall backwards.

Then turn around and leave.

The steps are light and powerful.

Soon.

and disappeared.

The man in black looked into the distance.

Calm lake.

Reflecting the man in black.

Fair and angular chin.

The corners of the mouth are raised.

A clear and nice voice sounded.

"It's naughty."

Deep forests of dead wood.

It's still that dark.

There is not a shred of light.

It's getting farther and farther away from the chalet.

The light has become more sparse.

A little girl with sideburns.

After the crow's feathers have turned into powder.

Continue to take a few steps forward.

Then it stopped.

Turn your head.

And squinted his eyes.

A dark volute clinging to the surface of dead wood.

"What are you doing there?

It's trying to attack from behind.

Or play the trick of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. ”

A puff of black smoke.

Float out of the dark volute.

After a while, it will turn into a transparent soul.

Black smoke enveloped the face.

I can't see what kind of face it is.

"I'm here in person.

And send a low-level crow.

Come here to connect.

Why don't you believe in my ability to do things? ”

Little girl with two sideburns.

Tilt your head to look at that place.

Said playfully.

"I'm not a low-level little crow.

If it's a low-level crow.

Before you scratch its feathers.

And it was immediately reduced to ashes.

It's not just redness.

Such a simple situation. ”

Crisp and pleasant.

Hearty laughter rang out.

and the aura of black fog covering 80,000 miles.

Not at all.

It's very contradictory.

Black smoke fills the air.

Spun into a whirlpool.

The faster you turn, the faster you turn.

Gradually, it condensed.

One is dark and bright.

Small balls in pearl state.

"Take it.

Helpful to you.

The deal between you and me is over.

I'm sure you'll know.

How to finish perfectly. ”

Dark volute.

The gradual abscess becomes larger.

Boom...... Bang.

Gone.

Only the fishy smell in the air remains.

Eternal wandering and spreading there.

Silky to the touch.

A tiny ball.

There is one of them.

The illusion of crushing with one hand.

Grab hard.

The feeling of being hard as iron.

Soon.

Little girl with two sideburns.

Beads of blood spilled from the small and delicate palms.

Follow the palm line.

Dropped in dirt.

rendered.

The same color as blood red.

At the moment, the lips are purple.

Flushed.

The inky eyes smiled slightly.

"That's it."

The little girl with temples opens her palms.

The black air spread.

Dark and bright.

Small balls in pearl state.

Gradually blend into the center of the palm.

Form a pattern.

Enchanting roses.

Its vines ran down the arm.

Climb.

It seems to have entered.

in the veins.

Mixed with each other with blood.

Tingling sensation.

Didn't make people in the slightest.

Stop the thought of continuing to move.

The ritual is still going on.