Rescue System: Fleeing Host, calm down

Cheng Xiaoxiao's thoughts were racing at this moment, it was too late, it was too late.

How can she break it if she isn't even given time to put on the equipment?

She stepped back step by step until her heels were hanging in the air, and a few gravels fell into the bottomless cliff.

My heart couldn't help but sink.

The faint light under the starry sky dimly reflects the huge body of the big crocodile, moving slowly, but as small as she is in the endless dense forest, like a grain of sand, insignificant, even if she is buried in the belly of the fish tonight, or falls off a cliff.

, and it can’t make any ripples.

But who is she?

As a time-traveling party, if she died in a foreign land like this, she would be too embarrassed for the time-traveling party.

He was about to throw a soil bomb to alleviate his disadvantage. Even if he couldn't fake the opponent's death, he could still injure one or two at such a close distance and buy time to escape.

Turn things around.

The idea is quite good.

However, there is a crocodile... who doesn't play his cards according to the routine.

Just as she made a move, she suddenly felt the earth shaking.

The crocodile rushed forward, raised its tail high before starting, and slapped the ground hard, causing gravel and dust to fly, and even the ground trembled.

There is nothing wrong with it, it may be a demonstration or warning from the ferocious beast.

But she was standing on the edge of a cliff! As soon as she turned around, she could step down into the endless abyss.

The direct consequence of this was that the moment the crocodile pounced, Cheng Xiaoxiao had disappeared on the cliff.

"Ah!" A horrified cry echoed in the mountains and forests.

The protruding boulder she stepped on disintegrated into pieces and fell apart.

Mudd!

Will she become the most frustrated time traveler in history?

Death is so fresh and refined... the same old routine.

If she dies like this, will her soul return to the 21st century?

Can I still see my former relatives?

Her own body must have been cremated. If her soul goes back, whose body will she inhabit?

Will there be no distinction between men, women, old and young?

If she can't go back, where can she go? Or she may be completely destroyed.

For a moment, my mind was racing with thoughts, forgetting my current situation, forgetting the whistling wind, forgetting my plummeting body, and forgetting that I could still save myself?

Until the drifting body fell into a warm embrace.

The sudden change brought her back to her senses instantly.

He couldn't help but wrap his arms around the other person's neck.

What catches the eye is the angular chin, snow-white and translucent skin, and the protruding sexy Adam's apple.

And the warmthless embrace, the previous warmth... were all her illusions.

But this was enough to surprise her.

It turns out that the big boss is not untouchable.

It turns out that a princess hug can be so beautiful.

It turns out that no words are needed to make your heart beat.

Ahhh!

Her old aunt's heart was completely broken.

The thin, tightly pursed lips are so attractive, the straight bridge of the nose is just the right curve, the deep eyes are calm, the eyebrows are full and the forehead is otherworldly, the posture of a god is free and ascetic.

Cheng Xiaoxiao no longer knows what adjectives to use to describe the beautiful scene of Bike. He really wants to continue like this until the end of time.

The clothes are flying, the fairy clothes are fluttering, the surrounding scenery is blurred, and the endless abyss has become a beautiful yearning.

It was as if there were only two people left in the world.

One person's heart was surging, and his uncontrollable heart was about to jump out of his chest.

My heart and eyes are full of pink bubbles.

The person was calm and calm, and his pursed lips indicated that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

It was very unfortunate to have my practice interrupted.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was filled with joy, but the beauty in his eyes became increasingly blurry.

The thick fog rising from the bottom of the cliff is shrouded in mist.

Make everything hazy and make the already dark night even darker.

Even with the pupils modified by Cheng Xiaoxiao, it was impossible to see clearly.

The figure falling rapidly in the air automatically slowed down when it was five or six meters above the ground.

The moment he landed gracefully, Mo Xiaoyi put the other person down, but the other person tried his best to tiptoe and still held his neck and refused to let go.

"It's already safe."

After saying these words, Mo Xiaoyi automatically disappeared.

Someone stumbled, and the tall man in front of him suddenly disappeared, almost falling to his death.

"Boss, don't leave."

Cheng Xiaoxiao was extremely depressed.

"You haven't told me yet how your soul has materialized so that people can actually touch it. It's so magical. You will be materialized when you come out in the future. There is still a time limit or self-control. I can still touch you in the future.

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The portrait of Cheng Xiao is a chatty little chatterbox, while facing the crystal pendant, he outputs wildly.

Someone in the crystal regretted it very much. If he had known better, he would have changed the way to save people. It was already noisy, but now it was more like a buzzing bee nagging in his ear.

He wanted to close off his five senses, but he was also afraid that the little girl would be in danger again and he would not be able to rescue her in time.

In the end, I could only helplessly close my eyes and silently run the Supreme Meditation Mantra to block out the chattering words.

However, it had little effect.

"Thank you, big brother, but I always call you big brother. I feel that we attach enough importance to our life-and-death friendship. Last time you said... you are Zhenjun Mo Yan? That is the honorific title that outsiders in the world give you, right? We

Now that we are so familiar, there is no need to be so polite. By the way, my last name is Cheng and my first name is Xiao Xiao. From now on, you can just call me Xiao Xiao, or A Xiao, Xiao Xiaoer, Xiaoer, whatever you want.

As for your name? The fewer people know it, the better. What if the enemy comes to find you? For a weak person like me, the secret will be revealed as soon as I search the soul. So I won’t ask you your name. I will just call you Amo.

If we appear close, we will become friends who share weal and woe and family members who love each other."

Cheng Xiaoxiao secretly rejoiced in his heart. Some reasonable arrangements made their relationship much closer.

She would not be stupid enough to wait for the other party to tell her his real name.

They simply used his Taoist name as a title. It seemed that no one called him that, so this title was the only one between them.

Hahaha!

She is such a clever girl.

Mo Xiaoyi inside the crystal pendant was speechless at the shameless person outside.

Who allowed her to call him that?

When he was a child, Master used to call him Ah Yi.

Since his master left, he has been cultivating hard in the cave alone and has reduced contact with outsiders.

When someone is successful in cultivation, everyone will also respect him by his Taoist name.

Even as the eldest brother, the sect leader still calls him Junior Brother Mo, but he has no one closer to him, and no one has ever dared to be so presumptuous.

If it had been in the past, the other party's head would have been in a different place, and his soul would have been scattered.

Now, his strength is weak, and he still needs to rely on other people's artifacts to nourish his soul. Not only can he not do anything, but he also has to ensure the safety of the other party.

This experience made him angry and aggrieved like never before.

In addition to these negative emotions, there are also some strange feelings that cannot be explained.

He was an orphan, and was picked up by his master when he was one year old before he could remember. He was carefully taught since childhood, practicing martial arts, and cultivating his mind to enlighten the world.

The senior brother was busy taking care of family affairs and rarely asked him anything.

The senior sister I met once was murdered very early and died, and she has very little memory.

Therefore, to him, Master is a father, a teacher, and a friend.

It took care of everything in his growth.