Without waiting for the lark to say anything, Qin Ya put away the dagger, and at the same time put away the flutter words, knelt on one knee, clenched his fist at the lark, and said earnestly: "But please ignore the past suspicions, let me accompany you, and protect the nightshade together, so as to repay the kindness of the day." ”

The lark was stunned for a moment, this kid ...... This little rakshasa was so respectful to himself, and the lark was suddenly so happy that he was about to fly, looking stupid.

Seeing the fluttering appearance of the lark, Qin Ya held back the smile in his heart, and said worriedly: "Lord Divine Bird, what's wrong with you?"

After Qin Ya shouted like this, the lark woke up completely, and pretended to cough before he spoke: "Seeing that you are so real, this god will believe you." However, if you want to stay with Nightshade, you have to be unreserved, do you understand what this god means?"

Qin Ya understood, thought for a while, and said solemnly: "If this is the case, please also ask Lord Shenniao to keep it secret for me, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble in the future." ”

"Understand, you say yes. The lark tried his best to hold back the urgency in his heart and looked at Qin Ya expectantly.

Qin Ya said slowly: "My mother is an alchemist, I have been inspired to refine medicine since I was a child, I learned from my mother, and I have learned a lot. My mother said that I was talented, so she let me go out of the mountains to practice. The rivers and lakes are sinister, I inadvertently offended a powerful organization, and I couldn't go home after being chased and killed, and then I met you. After saying that, he let out a long sigh.

The lark's eyes rolled, and he said hurriedly: "Li Qingtong said that you were a god that morning, what happened?"

When Qin Ya heard this, he already knew that during the conversation between him and Li Qingtong, the lark had woken up, which surprised him. However, his face was not revealed at all, and his tone was not a trace of panic: "For the sake of convenience, I will call myself 'Shenyin', but my real name is indeed Qinya, surnamed Yu." Then Li Qingtong may have a vague impression of me, so he has been speculating about me. I am an outlaw who has been hunted down, so naturally I cannot easily admit my identity, lest I attract enemies. ”

These are indeed true things, but he didn't tell them all, he didn't have to do that, and saying them would completely convince the lark.

Sure enough, the lark moved slightly, and his vigilance against him was also lowered a lot, as long as he didn't harm the nightshade, who he was? ”

After that, the dark red under the eyes before receded, and the red light flashed, and the lark returned to its petite and harmless appearance, but the injured claw was still slowly dripping blood.

Qin Ya immediately showed a look of overjoy: "Thank you, Lord Divine Bird!" and caught a glimpse of its colorful claws, "I offended a lot just now, so I will treat your injuries." ”

With a wave of his hand, a small medicine bottle appeared in Qin Ya's hand, he gently wiped it, the lark felt very comfortable, and a cool feeling spread all over his body, and the alchemist of this world really had a few brushes. With him, you don't have to worry about small injuries and small injuries, it looks quite convenient.

Suddenly remembered something, lark said again: "By the way, you will call this god "senior" in the future, this god likes to be low-key, remember?"

The corners of Qin Ya's mouth twitched, this divine bird is really brilliant with a little color, so proud, and he didn't see any great ability, but the war beasts around the beast summoner were much more powerful than it.

However, this lark is still different from the war beast, the beast summoner's war beast contains the consciousness of the director, while the lark is completely conscious and autonomous, and can also complete the transformation alone. Although its skills are not enough to see at present, Qin Ya is not lazy: "In this way, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate." He put away the vial without leaving a trace.

"We need to go out first and find the nightshade. His handsome eyes sank, and his face returned to his previous calm appearance.

The lark didn't care, and pounced on the nightshade: "Yes, yes, she's alone now, it's too dangerous!" As long as he thought of the murderous corpse grubs in the mausoleum, the lark couldn't help but beat a spirit.

...............

Here, the red-clothed nightshade and Fan Zijun had already passed by two forks in the road, but there were no corpse crickets, I don't know if they were frightened by the powerful aura of the red-clothed nightshade.

The two of them didn't speak, Fan Zijun's eyes turned, and he said, "What's the name of the little girl?" and when he asked, he realized that it was impossible for Nightshade to respond to him at this moment.

Sure enough, Nightshade didn't respond, just looked at the injury on his left hand, and the hemostatic medicine not only stopped the bleeding, but also stopped the pain.

"Nightshade. After a long time, she suddenly said her name, but in the narrow quiet passage, her voice seemed very cold.

Fan Zijun was slightly stunned, and then realized that she was answering the previous question. A faint joy flashed in his heart, and he hurriedly smiled: "Fortunately, it's really a good name, the little girl is extraordinary." ”

Nightshade didn't talk and walked forward on her own.

Fan Zijun introduced himself again: "My name is Fan Zijun, and I am fortunate to meet Miss Nightshade here. ”

Long Kui suddenly paused at his feet, turned around, and looked at Fan Zijun with a pair of red eyes stunned.

Fan Zijun hurriedly stopped, looked at her, his heart skipped a beat, those red eyes had a deterrent power, but they were inexplicably moving.

"Turn around. She commanded indifferently.

Fan Zijun was stunned, he thought that her name reminded her of something, but she didn't expect her to turn around with a commanding tone. Now except for her, no one has ever been so presumptuous.

He suppressed the surprise and unhappiness in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and finally turned away.

"Don't look back. Nightshade ordered in a cold voice again.

Fan Zijunjun's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, but he still endured it and didn't look back.

Seeing that he really didn't look back, Nightshade raised his right hand, stroked it with his left hand, and silently recited the incantation, and a red light came out of the bracelet, enveloping her, and her figure became more and more blurred.

When the red light gradually dissipated, Nightshade had already changed into a fiery red wide-sleeved fairy dress, and looked down at the familiar dress on her body, there was an imperceptible softness in her cold red eyes.

"Alright. She said lightly, and her tone was much softer.

Fan Zijun turned around suspiciously, and his starry eyes couldn't help but widen. Nightshade was dressed in a clean and fiery dress, with neat hair and no messiness. Her skin was like clotted fat, and although the bumpy bruises were clearly visible, they did not affect her beauty in the slightest.

Slim and red, he was amazed again, and he also understood that she was changing clothes just now, but she was wrongly blamed.

Nightshade glanced at him lightly and continued to walk forward, she wanted to find the lark and Qinya.