Everyone in the hall saw the pious expressions of the grandfather and grandson, and looked at Xiao Zhimiao.
Nan Xue and others nearby understood that Xiao Zhimiao was cursed when she went out just now, but the curse didn't seem to have an effect on her.
Xiao Zhimiao only has fifty points of luck. Is he really so lucky?
The Witch's Curse is a plot in the main quest line. It is a mandatory plot. It does not depend on luck to open a treasure chest. It should have nothing to do with luck, right?
Is there some bug?
Not only were they suspicious, Xiao Zhimiao also had doubts. She didn't believe it was the blessing of the God of Light. She only felt the fluctuation of magic power that was similar to hers.
Xiao Zhimiao was walking upstairs when Aman came over and said, "Xiao Zhimiao, is there really a curse when you go out?"
Xiao Zhimiao turned to look at her: "You can go out and try."
Aman grabbed Xiao Zhimiao's hand, looked at the golden curse mark on her wrist, curled his lips and said dissatisfied: "You want to trick me again."
Xiao Zhimiao smiled and said, "Why did I lie to you? My curse has no effect, so this curse cannot be verified. You go out and test it again. I want to see if the effect of your curse is different from mine."
After Xiao Zhimiao said this, Aman would not go out again. She snorted softly: "I don't want to fuck your balls. You want me to be your guinea pig? I'm dreaming."
With that said, 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: "That's not the nemesis, she is just a child spoiled by you."
Going up to the second floor, Xiao Zhimiao saw Xie Zhi looking at the paintings in the corridor. He always reduced his presence and never communicated with the players. He just followed them silently, even if some players recognized him.
When I came out to him and took the initiative to talk to him, he didn't pay much attention and ended the conversation easily.
But he doesn't look like Mu Yuan's indifferent character.
Seeing Xiao Zhimiao looking at him, Xie Zhi nodded to her with a gentle expression, and then continued to observe the hanging paintings.
Xiao Zhimiao looked at him for a while, then went into the room to sleep.
Xia Dou followed her and followed her into the room.
"Zhizhi, are you okay with this curse?"
Xiao Zhimiao had just laid down on the bed when 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 your curse has a time limit, right?"
Xiao Zhimiao opened his eyes and turned to look at her: "How do you know the time limit?"
Her golden curse is faced by individual players, not the plot and clues actively shared by the system, nor does she actively share it with other players.
Xia Dou sat next to Xiao Zhimiao, spread out her palms, and a golden curse seal floated on her palms.
This cursed seal is exactly the same as the cursed seal that Xiao Zhimiao was cursed with, but this cursed seal has a faint crimson light that is looming, adding a sense of weirdness.
"When you were cursed just now, I also heard the sound. Later I saw an additional skill like this in my skill bar. However, this skill cannot be used now, but I can see the name of the cursed person. Now
There are your and Xu Zhilan’s names on the interface.”
Xiao Zhimiao looked at the red light inside the golden curse seal, and her expression turned cold unconsciously. She rolled up the quilt and closed her eyes.
"There are not enough clues to prove the effectiveness of this thing yet. Let's go to bed first and spend tonight."
Xia Dou looked at Xiao Zhimiao who didn't react much, closed her palms and took back the curse seal, then lay down next to her.
Looking at Xiao Zhimiao's sleeping face, Xia Dou moved closer to her.
Staying next to Xiao Zhimiao, listening to her seemingly always calm and gentle tone, she always felt extremely stable in her heart.
"Sethia...."
Xiao Zhimiao saw a hazy light in front of her. She seemed to be stepping on the clouds. In front of her was a big golden tree. Under the tree stood a tall figure.
Looking at this figure, Xiao Zhimiao felt that it looked familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who it was.
"Sesia..."
It was the figure in front of her that was calling her and reaching out to her.
"Sesia, let me take you away."
The ethereal and magnetic male voice was like the most beautiful sound of nature in the world. The holy breath enveloped her whole body, as if all the haze in her heart was washed away.
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 was you who called me to Scythia. This is the wish deep in your heart."
Xiao Zhimiao was stunned, what was her deepest wish?
She only has one wish, which is for her brother Xiao Yun to be resurrected and return to her.
But the person in front of her was obviously not her brother.
The golden figure seemed to be able to hear the thoughts in her heart and said: "That is not a wish, Sethia, a wish is something that has not been realized."
The thoughts in Xiao Zhimiao's mind were spinning rapidly, and things that have not yet been realized are...
She was shocked in her heart. Could it be that her brother... wasn't dead?!
Xiao Zhimiao suppressed the violent fluctuations in her heart and tried to calm herself down. She stopped in front of the golden figure. When she got closer, she realized that this man wrapped in golden light was so tall that she had to work hard to lift him up.
His face can only be seen at the beginning.
The golden figure raised his hand and touched her head: "My good child."
Another figure came from one side, with a graceful figure, and there was a clear sound of bells as he walked.
Xiao Zhimiao saw her white robe swaying slightly as she walked, and her long black hair almost falling to the ground.
The woman in white robe said softly, "Sesia, we are here to take you home."
Xiao Zhimiao still couldn't see her face clearly. She and the golden figure stood together, both reaching out and stroking the top of her hair.
Where is this place? Who are these two people?
Xiao Zhimiao took a step back, avoiding their attempts to hold her hands. As soon as she moved, the mist under her feet dispersed, revealing the smooth and clean ground like a mirror.
She looked down and saw a little girl with blond hair. This little girl looked to be only five or six years old, and her facial features were very similar to hers.
Is this her in her childhood?
In other words, young Scythia.
No wonder she felt that the two people in front of her were so tall, but it turned out that she had shrunk.
Seeing Xiao Zhimiao ducking away, the golden figure's voice sounded a little apologetic: "I'm sorry Sethia left you behind. Now your parents are here to take you home."
Xiao Zhimiao looked at the two figures in front of her and stretched out their hands to her. She had a strong idea in her heart that she wanted to leave with them.
She looked past them and towards the golden tree behind them. Crimson veins snaked up from the roots of the golden tree, gradually engulfing the golden tree.
She looked toward the roots of the tree, and she could see a bright red river flowing at the bottom of the tree, with 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 yet 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 gave her a strange sense of separation. She knew that it was because she had no memory of Sethia.
If there was, she thought she would hold the hands of these two people without hesitation.
She knew that the past memories would definitely affect her, so she chose to seal them up. Now it seems that it was a wise decision.
"Mom and Dad......"
Xiao Zhimiao saw the little figure moving in the blood river. She raised a thin hand. This hand was like a fragile branch, as if it would break with the slightest touch.
The little figure stood up from the river of blood with difficulty. 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 bones.
She stood up unsteadily, and weakly raised her still intact right hand to knock on the mirror above her head, trying to get out.
Xiao Zhimiao took a closer look and saw that several pieces of flesh and blood had been cut off from her right hand. The blood had solidified and scabbed, and a golden chain appeared from her hand.
Golden chains bound her hands, neck and waist, and her ankles, which were soaked in a river of blood, were also chained.
"Come with us Sethia, you won't have to endure this pain anymore."
Xiao Zhimiao listened to the man in front of her who couldn't see his face clearly, and the boundless pain hit her. This real pain made her soul tremble. Her thoughts were confused and sober, and her vision was sticky.
The liquid seemed to be thickened, and the scene in front of me was gradually blurred.
Xiao Zhimiao felt that his body was extremely heavy and he couldn't help but kneel down. There was a crisp sound of chains.
She put her hands in front of her and looked at them. She saw the chains wrapped around her wrists. Her left hand had turned into white bones, with only some scraps of flesh left on it. Her right hand was also in disrepair, with a lot of flesh and blood cut off.
She suddenly looked up and saw that the two tall figures were far away from her at some point. In front of them was little Sethia with long blond hair.
Now, in the river of blood under the golden tree, she has transformed from the little Sethia just now.
She reached out and touched the transparent mirror, and she was trapped in a river of blood.
Seeing little Sethia trying to take the man's hand, Xiao Zhimiao struggled hard.
"Sesia!"
She yelled, breaking the chain and making a clanging sound, "Don't go with them!"
She held on to her broken body and endured the severe pain as she knocked on the mirror, "Sesia! They are not your parents!"
Little Sethia paused and turned to look at Xiao Zhimiao. Her eyes looked at her with a hint of fear and relief, "You are all my evil sides. As long as I get rid of you, I can return to my father's home."
Temple and become the supreme Son of God.”
After hearing what little Sethia said, Xiao Zhimiao calmed down. She laughed and stretched out her hand to wipe away the blood that covered her eyes.
"That's so stupid, Sethia."
Xiao Zhimiao looked at the cowardly Sethia, and gathered crimson magic power in her hands. She looked at the two tall figures in the distance, the figures that were vaguely visible in her memory, and said softly: "Sesia, I'm sorry.
, you don’t need this wish.”
After saying that, the crimson magic turned into sharp blades and penetrated and shattered the figure in front of little Sethia.
