Everyone in the hall saw the pious appearance of the three grandchildren, and looked at Xiao Zhimiao.

Nanxue and the others all understood that Xiao Zhimiao had just gone out and received a curse, but the curse didn't seem to have an effect on her.

Xiao Zhimiao is only fifty points lucky, is it really so lucky?

The witch's curse is a plot on the main line of the mission.,It's a mandatory plot.,It's not about opening treasure chests or anything like that by luck.,It shouldn't have anything to do with luck?

Could it be that something is wrong?

Not only were they suspicious, Xiao Zhimiao also had doubts, she didn't believe that it was the blessing of the god of light, she only felt the magic fluctuations similar to her.

Xiao Zhimiao was walking upstairs, and Ah Man leaned over and said, "Xiao Zhimiao, is there really a curse when you go out?"

Xiao Zhimiao turned her head to look at her, "You can go out and try it."

Ah Man grabbed Xiao Zhimiao's hand, looked at the golden curse mark on her wrist, pursed his mouth, and said dissatisfiedly, "You want to trick me again."

Xiao Zhimiao smiled, "What did I do to you, my curse didn't work, so I can't verify this curse, you go out and test it again, I want to see if the effect of your curse is different from mine."

When Xiao Zhimiao said this, Ah Man would not go out again, she snorted lightly: "I don't want to be your egg, you want me to be a guinea pig for you? Dreaming."

As he spoke, he went upstairs without looking back.

Nan Xue walked up to Xiao Zhimiao and patted her, sighing, "You are really Aman's natural nemesis."

Xiao Zhimiao: "Nemesis, she's just a little friend who has been spoiled by you."

Going up to the second floor, Xiao Zhimiao saw Xie Zhi looking at the hanging paintings in the corridor, he could always reduce his sense of existence, never communicated with the players, just silently followed them, even if a player recognized him and took the initiative to talk to him, he didn't pay much attention to it, and easily ended the conversation.

But he doesn't look like Mu Yuan's indifferent character.

Seeing Xiao Zhimiao looking at him, Xie Zhi nodded to her gently, and then continued to observe the paintings there.

Xiao Zhimiao looked at him for a while, then went into the room to sleep.

Xia Dou followed her all the way and followed her into the room.

"Oriori, are you okay with this curse?"

Xiao Zhimiao had just laid down on the bed, and Xia Dou's worried tone sounded in his ears.

"It's okay, go to sleep, and get up tomorrow to do the task."

Xia Dou: "But this curse of yours has a time limit, right?"

Xiao Zhimiao opened her eyes and turned to look at her, "How do you know that there is a time limit?"

Her golden curse is facing individual players, not the plot and clues that the system actively shares, and she does not actively share with other players.

Xia Dou sat down beside Xiao Zhimiao, spread out her palm, and a golden spell mark floated above her palm.

This spell mark is exactly the same as Xiao Zhimiao's cursed curse mark, but this spell mark has a faint crimson light looming, adding a touch of weirdness.

"When you were cursed just now, I also heard a voice, and then I saw that there was one more such skill in my skill bar, but now this skill can't be used, but I can see the name of the cursed person, and now there are your and Xu Zhilan's names on the interface."

Xiao Zhimiao looked at the red glow in the golden spell seal, her expression unconsciously became cold, she rolled up the quilt and closed her eyes.

"There's not enough clues to prove the effectiveness of this thing yet, so let's sleep first and spend the night."

Xia Dou looked at Xiao Zhimiao, who didn't react much, closed his palm, put the spell mark back, and lay down beside her.

Looking at Xiao Zhimiao's sleeping face, Xia Dou moved closer to her.

Staying by Xiao Zhimiao's side, listening to her tone that seemed to be forever flat and gentle, she could always feel extremely stable in her heart.

"....... Cessia"

Xiao Zhimiao saw a hazy light in front of her, she seemed to be stepping on the clouds, and there was a golden one in front of her

Big tree, under this tree stands a tall figure.

Looking at this figure, Xiao Zhimiao felt quite familiar, but for a while she couldn't remember who it was.

"...... Cessia"

It was the figure in front of her who called out to her, and stretched out his hand to her.

"Secia, I'll take you away."

The ethereal magnetic male voice is like the most beautiful natural sound in the world, and the holy breath envelops her whole being, as if to wash away all the gloom in her heart.

Xiao Zhimiao walked uncontrollably towards the figure in front of her.

"Who are you?" Xiao Zhimiao asked.

The golden figure chuckled, "Who do you think I am? It is Secia who you have called me, this is the desire of your heart."

Xiao Zhimiao was stunned, the wish in her heart?

She has only one wish, that is, her brother Xiao Yun is resurrected and returns to her.

But the person in front of her was clearly not her brother.

The golden figure seemed to hear the thoughts in her heart, and said, "That's not a wish Sescia, a wish is something that has not been fulfilled."

Xiao Zhimiao's thoughts were spinning rapidly, and the things that had not been realized were .......

She was suddenly shocked in her heart, could it be that her brother ...... Not dead?!

Xiao Zhimiao suppressed the violent fluctuations in her heart, trying to calm herself, she stopped in front of the golden figure, and when she got closer, she realized that this person wrapped in golden light was really tall, so high that she had to work hard to raise her head to see his face.

The golden figure raised his hand and touched her head, "My good boy."

Another figure approached from one side, the figure in a graceful posture, and there was a crisp bell sound as it walked.

Xiao Zhimiao saw that the white robe swayed slightly as she moved, and the long black hair was about to fall to the ground.

The woman in the white robe said in a gentle voice, "Secia, we're here to take you home."

Xiao Zhimiao still couldn't see her face clearly, she stood with the golden figure, both reaching out to stroke the top of her hair.

Where is this? And who are these two people?

Xiao Zhimiao took a step back, dodging the hands they wanted to hold her, and with a move, the mist under her feet dissipated, revealing the mirror-like ground.

She looked down and saw a little girl with blond hair, who looked to be only five or six years old, with features very similar to hers.

Is this, as a child?

Or rather, the young Cessia.

No wonder she felt that the two people in front of her were so tall, it turned out that she had shrunk.

Seeing Xiao Zhimiao dodging, the golden figure voice was a little apologetic: "I'm sorry Secia left you behind, now Mom and Dad are here to pick you up."

Xiao Zhimiao looked at the two figures in front of her and stretched out her hand to her, she had a strong idea in her heart, wanting to leave with them.

She walked past them and looked at the golden tree behind them, crimson veins winding up from the roots of the golden tree, gradually engulfing and impregnating it.

Her gaze looked towards the base of the tree, and she could see a bright red river flowing at the bottom of the tree, and a small figure soaked in the river of blood.

Seeing this scene, her eyes were cold, and her heart seemed to be crushed, with numb pain.

The two figures in front of her made her feel familiar and strange, and the desire in her heart was like an addictive poison, making her want to follow the thoughts in her heart and follow these two figures.

All these feelings made her feel a strange sense of separation, and she knew that it was because she had no memory of Secia.

If there were, she thought she would hold the hands of these two people without hesitation.

She knew that the memories of the past would definitely affect her, so she chose to seal them, and now it seems that it was a wise decision.

"Mom and Dad.......

Xiao Zhimiao saw the little figure in the river of blood move, and she raised a thin hand, which was like a fragile branch, as if it would break if it was touched lightly.

The little figure stood up from the river of blood with difficulty, and she raised her head, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Xiao Zhimiao's now.

Half of her body seemed to have been cut off by some sharp weapon, revealing bloody white bones.

She staggered to her feet, and with some weakness raised her still intact right hand and tapped the mirror above her head, trying to get out of it.

Xiao Zhimiao took a closer look, and a few pieces of flesh and blood had also been cut off from her right hand, the blood had already coagulated and scabbed, and a golden chain appeared from her hand.

Golden chains bound her hands, neck, and waist, and her ankles, soaked in blood, were chained.

"Come with us, Secia, you won't have to suffer this anymore."

Xiao Zhimiao listened to the man in front of her who couldn't see his cheeks clearly, and the boundless sharp pain hit her, this real pain made her soul tremble, her thoughts were confused for a while, and she was sober for a while, and her vision was also covered by the sticky liquid, and she gradually couldn't see the picture in front of her clearly.

Xiao Zhimiao felt extremely heavy in her body, and couldn't help but kneel down, and a crisp chain sound sounded.

She put her hands in front of her and looked at them, and saw the chains around her wrists, her left hand had turned into white bones, and only some scraps of flesh were left on it, and her right hand was also in tatters, and a lot of flesh had been cut off.

She looked up sharply, and the two tall figures were far away from her at some point, and in front of them was little Cessia with long blond hair.

Now, in the river of blood under the golden tree, she has transformed into little Secia just now.

She reached out and touched the transparent mirror, trapped in the river of blood.

Seeing that little Secia was about to take the man's hand, Xiao Zhimiao struggled hard.

"Cessia!"

She yelled, clattering her chains, "Don't go with them!"

She propped up her broken body, and thumped against the mirror in intense pain, "Cessia! They are not your parents!"

Little Secia paused, turned her head to look at Xiao Zhimiao, she looked at her with a hint of fear and relief in her eyes, "You are all my evil side, as long as I get rid of you, I can return to the temple with my father and become the supreme son of God."

Hearing Little Secia's words, Xiao Zhimiao calmed down instead, she laughed, and reached out to wipe away the blood that was covering her eyes.

"That's stupid, Cessia."

Xiao Zhimiao looked at the cowardly and timid Secia, gathering crimson magic power in her hands, she looked at the two tall figures in the distance, the figures that loomed in her memory, and said softly, "Secia, I'm sorry, you don't need this kind of desire."

With that, the crimson magic turned into sharp blades and smashed the figure in front of little Secia.