little tailor

Chapter 48 Memories
"Brother Lin Yan, brother Lin Yan, woo woo, save me."

Lin Yan who stood there was stunned, watching a beautiful woman running towards Lin Yan in the distance, but when passing by a big tree, strange branches spread, dragging and binding the woman who appeared in an instant. tree.Lin Yan Dingqing saw that the woman on the tree was actually 15-year-old Xiao Qing.

Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing.

Why is she here?Where the hell is this?

A fascinated blue smoke slowly and silently entered Lin Yan's sea of ​​consciousness from behind Lin Yan.

Xiao Qing in front of him gradually became blurred, but became very clear after a while.The beautiful shadow was slowly printed in Lin Yan's hollow dark eyes.

All he could see was a pair of cool eyes staring at him closely, crystal clear teardrops gently slipping down drop by drop from her cool eyes, the fair little face was struggling with the shackles of strange plants at this moment. Red inside.There was a strand of gray hair stuck to his face, but the desolate look in his eyes made Lin Yan's heart ache.He suddenly remembered the memory of the past.

It was Lin Yan's first year of high school.

That beautiful summer was when he met Xiao Qing, who had a calm temper.

Inevitably, the first time he saw her, he was deeply attracted by this cold-eyed but extremely beautiful Xiao Qing.From then on, he couldn't stop, and his heart was tightly affected by Xiao Qing's every move.

He gave her a dagger, which was a gift from Uncle Ma when he was young.He liked her, so he gave her his favorite dagger at that time.

Unexpectedly, one day I met a group of gangsters on the way home from school.What a bloody story, but the fact is that when you actually encounter this kind of thing, you are in a hurry, flustered and frightened.

Xiao Qing was only 15 years old when those gangsters wanted to rape such a soft and petite girl. When did she encounter such a thing, she saw those dirty hands and was about to touch them, she kept calling for help, but unfortunately there was no one around , Knowing that no one can save her, the coldness in her eyes finally exploded with its real killing intent.She killed the first gangster, and the other gangsters were so frightened that they didn't dare to call the police and ran away.

She used the dagger that Lin Yan gave her. The dagger was covered with blood, but her eyes turned cold.

After that day, Xiao Qing disappeared from the world, and no one knew about her. Of course, no one knew who she was.The dead gangster incident was nothing, anyway, since then, Lin Yan has never seen Xiao Qing again.

After so many years, Lin Yan thought he had forgotten Xiao Qing long ago, but when he saw Xiao Shaoqing, his memory was shaken.Now, a complete Xiao Qing appeared in front of him, and for a moment he couldn't even tell whether it was real or not.

Lin Yan's eyes were empty, and he walked towards Xiao Qing blankly like a walking corpse. Xiao Qing, who was trapped in the tree, had a happy face and shouted.

"Lin Yan, Lin Yan, come, come and save me."

However, what surprised her was that Lin Yan, who had been in a daze, suddenly stopped and stopped moving forward, and his eyes instantly became clear again.He looked at Xiao Qing on the tree lightly, feeling a little pain in his heart, but he still sneered disdainfully.

"What kind of trick is this? Playing a game? You still haven't shown your original shape?"

While talking, Lin Yan picked up the machete with his left hand, closed his eyes, and drove away the unbearable look in his eyes, and swung the machete down.

"boom."

Everything in front of him collapsed, and all the mirror images turned into a white light and rushed into Lin Yan's sea of ​​consciousness. Lin Yan looked around, and he returned to the place where he first fell off the broken wall.It's as if it's never happened before.

A wisp of blue smoke that turned into white smoke slowly emerged from Lin Yan's head.

He stood in place with his eyes closed, his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have changed following the mirror image that had just entered, as if he understood how to arrange illusions?Before he got a set of seven-star sword technique and seven-star transfer, what he got now should be a secret technique.However, this secret technique, he always felt that there was more than one illusion, and this illusion seemed to be just one layer of the secret technique.

When he returned to reality, he felt the pain in his right shoulder more and more. He sat down hastily. He had no life-saving elixir, so he could only take out some white bandages from the space and wrap his right shoulder hastily.Only then did he feel a little better. In fact, the scars on his shoulders had already recovered at an extremely fast speed.So although the bleeding was scary, it was nothing serious.

After tidying up his body, he picked up the machete and continued to move forward step by step cautiously.

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Yan came to a strange place, and saw that the surrounding area was full of fragrant flowers, but inside there were cemeteries standing straight on the ground, as if telling the character of the owner of the tomb.This place is really a sanctuary for living in miasma. Lin Yan's luck and luck surrounded his body, looking at those flower bones swaying freely in the air in disbelief.

Lin Yan was about to step forward to find out what happened, but unexpectedly, layers of miasma suddenly rushed towards Lin Yan as if mad.

"Zizi~"

The vitality around the body collided with the miasma of the cemetery fiercely, making a sound.

"No, the vitality shield won't last long."

Lin Yan kept circulating his vitality. If this continues, his vitality will be consumed by the miasma sooner or later. At that time, some people will see it.

"What to do, what to do? This thing is gas, how to get rid of it?"

Lin Yan was so anxious that he spun around on the spot, and at the same time circulated his vitality to resist the miasma.His head also began to work rapidly. He looked at the tombs, and his eyes inadvertently saw those swaying flower bones. He had a flash of inspiration and tried to see if these flowers were useful.

Because those flowers grew beside the tombs in the cemetery, he had to walk deeper into the cemetery, but every step he took, the vitality around his body was eroded again, and the further he walked, the more severe the erosion.

Feeling the thinner and thinner vitality, the attack of the miasma seemed to be more violent, Lin Yan gritted his teeth, tried to ignore the external factors, and walked straight towards the nearest purple flower.

"Zizzi."

Just when he could touch the purple flowers with his tentacles, the miasma ruthlessly broke through the thin vitality shield around Lin Yan's body, hitting Lin Yan's body fiercely.Immediately, Lin Yan's face turned dark gray in an instant, and his whole face was filled with death, like a dying old man.

Lin Yan felt unwilling, dragged his trembling body for a moment, and rushed towards the purple flower with all his strength.

He got it.

He caught the purple flower, and Lin Yan vented loudly in his heart.

(End of this chapter)