Rescue System: Fleeing Host, calm down

Chapter 405 NPCs in the game

The landing place was in a remote and uninhabited mountain. Apart from innocent animals and plants, it was a blessing that it did not land in the city.

The two light groups deep in the pit each emit a faint glowing halo.

It indicated that the unknown object falling from the sky was not strangled in the strong storm.

If someone were here, they would definitely think that there is some kind of strange treasure.

The system consumed all its energy when another unknown light group collided with it.

At the moment when its consciousness disappeared, ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped through its heart. It and its host had worked hard for so long, but an inexplicable space magnetic field storm destroyed them and all their previous efforts were in vain.

It fell into a deep sleep with strong unwillingness and anger.

However, after its consciousness disappeared, it did not realize that the jade Buddha hanging around Cheng Xiaoxiao's neck suddenly flew up and glowed brightly after being stained with enough of Cheng Xiaoxiao's blood.

It kept shining, getting brighter and brighter, and then formed a transparent protective cover as the speed of light dropped.

It fell freely to the ground with another unknown light body, and violently collided with the earth.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was immediately stunned.

After she fell into a deep sleep, the space transmitter that had exhausted its energy automatically returned to her body.

If it weren't for the protective cover of the Jade Buddha, I'm afraid the space transmitter would have been scrapped long ago.

The dust and fog gradually dissipated.

The bottom of the large pit was exposed, filled with green smoke due to violent friction.

Snowflakes are flying and spiraling down, and the rocks are exposed and making a rattling sound.

As time goes by, the bottom of the pit slowly becomes calm.

I don't know how many hours passed, but the light group flying from outside that day was making a crackling sound. The light body, like a thunderbolt bead, was getting weaker and weaker, so faint that it was almost invisible.

Finally, it completely disintegrated with cracks and cracks.

A faint shadow floated in the middle.

The long shadow moved his stiff body, as if he had been struck by lightning and had not recovered for a long time.

How come he only has his soul body left?

It's just a tribulation of ascension.

With his cultivation qualifications and tempered temperament, he would not be in such a mess.

Recalling the situation at that time, the last ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderbolts, the purple thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket, traveled in succession, leaving no one with the slightest chance to breathe.

This is a scene that shouldn't have happened.

His throat was rolling, his throat was dry, and his heart was in turmoil. Hundreds of years of devoted cultivation were ruined in one day.

If by this point, you still don't know that he has been tricked, your practice will be in vain.

But the people in Cangnan Realm who can manipulate the Tribulation Thunder can be counted on one finger.

Although he had a guess at the target, he still felt baffled.

Why is this so!

After feeling it carefully, a chill ran from the soles of my feet to the top of my head. There was no spiritual energy in this place.

Feeling his increasingly weak soul, the man's bright eyes revealed a wry smile.

Is this what that person wanted?

Let him die in a foreign land, with no idea of ​​his hometown, and the darkness of Forgotten River.

What a pity to disappoint that person?

He suddenly noticed a shallow breathing next to him.

She is an ordinary woman who is in a coma.

Although the woman did not have a magic weapon rich in aura, she did have two crystal pendants rich in the energy of chaos. There was a small ancient beast sleeping in one of the pendants.

With a flick of his fingers, the little fox sleeping soundly at home was lifted into someone's hands and held up by the back of his neck.

Xiaoli woke up in a second.

Who is so bored as to bring it out? Don't you know that disturbing someone's dream is as immoral as digging into someone's ancestral grave?

It waved its limbs randomly and made squeaking, squeaking sounds.

Very angry.

Can't help but want to attack.

But after carefully experiencing the perpetrator's cultivation, he was immediately trembling with fear.

The squeaking sounds also became very fierce, with strong fear and uneasiness.

Wow, where did the full-level human come from?

Isn't there no spirit here?

What's going on?

How come this person has such a high level of cultivation?

Squeak!

Squeak!

'Master, master, come and save your little cub, your little cub is going to be beaten to death.'

"You are this man's little beast."

The man's clear voice sounded.

Unexpectedly, there is no aura in this world, and a mythical beast, the wind raccoon, will appear.

And this crystal pendant is not like anything from this world.

It seems that we can wake up its owner and ask him questions.

The man was still holding the little raccoon in one hand and holding the Dharma seal in the other. Soon, a thin stream of bright light emerged from his fingertips and slowly introduced into Cheng Xiaoxiao's eyebrows.

After a while, Cheng Xiaoxiao woke up leisurely.

Her whole body felt like it was falling apart, making her grin in pain.

It took a long while before I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But she felt that a refreshing warmth had just lingered in her body, which prevented her almost scrapped body from being separated from bones and blood.

Open your hazy eyes slightly.

I could vaguely see a vague person standing in front of me.

When she woke up, how clear was her mind?

Then I shouted crazily in my mind, 'Qiqi, Qiqi.'

She remembered the spin before coma. It was Qiqi who said she encountered a space magnetic field storm. It was outputting energy at its best to keep the teleportation machine from being torn into pieces by the magnetic field storm outside, so that she in the teleporter would not be minced into pieces.

mud.

"Is the girl calling it?"

A male voice sounded as clear as a spring.

Cheng Xiaoxiao focused his eyes and looked straight ahead.

The man had a holy luminous body, and he was dressed in a haoqing robe embroidered with cloud brocade, light and swaying.

It's like an immortal descending into the dust. If you take a closer look, you will see that picturesque face, thin and cold, clearly right in front of you, yet as if it is separated from the clouds. The crane's bones are loose, the skin is blood-stuffed, translucent and moist, and the eyebrow color is as dark as far away.

Diagonally cut into the temples, the autumn water sword eyes are deep and shimmering.

The thin and light lip line is slightly pursed, the softness and coldness of the face complement each other, a little more cumbersome, a little less dull, and just right. What kind of fairy beauty is this?

It is a stunning scenery that cannot be described in words.

Has she already died?

Have you seen the gods?

Otherwise, how could there be such a good-looking person in the world?

That's not right. If she dies, shouldn't she go underground to report to the Lord of Hell?

His thoughts drifted far away, but he pulled it back for a second. No, his little raccoon was still in the opponent's hand.

He pinched himself secretly.

Oh my god, it hurts a lot. It seems like it wasn't a dream and she didn't die.

"This immortal, not this handsome guy, can you let go of my pet first?"

She originally wanted to call her "immortal", but she always felt that it was a curse word, so she changed her tone.

Cheng Xiaoxiao's questioning successfully made the other party think that Qiqi in her mouth was the little beast in his hand.

He released his index finger and thumb finger that were holding the back of the little beast's neck.

The little beast quickly jumped into Cheng Xiaoxiao's arms, squeaking and squeaking wildly, spinning back and forth uneasily, as if it was complaining, and seemed to be afraid of something.

"Be good, little raccoon. Don't be afraid."

Cheng Xiaoxiao stared intently at the picturesque face in front of him, watching as the bright halo on his body became increasingly dim.

Smiling awkwardly, "You're not an NPC in the game, are you?"

(End of chapter)