Fast Transmigration: Embarrassed

Chapter 166 The Country of Beauty (24)

[Zero Ling, you idiot! 】

Chu Ci wanted to drag this guy out and beat him up, but in fact she couldn't do it.

[Ling Ling, let’s settle this later. Haven’t you already cracked the code of this plane and want to deal with the devil head-on?Now, I'll give you a chance to tear the devil apart. Come on, why are you retreating? ! 】

Ling Ling replied in a tight voice: [There is a problem with this demon. It is not entirely due to the magnetic field fluctuations in this plane. There seems to be interference from external forces.I don't have enough energy to deal with him. 】

Chu Ci jumped anxiously: [Can't you use negative energy?Face to face with him! 】

Ling Ling's voice was actually a bit intermittent: [I... was too short... estimated... mistaken... ran... beep~]

This guy actually disconnected!
Chu Ci kept calling Ling Ling: [Ling Ling, Ling Ling?Did you hang up?Anyway, give me a squeak! 】

However, there was no response from the other party.

"Hold the grass!" Chu Ci couldn't help swearing, and shouted at Guang and Hu, "The situation is critical, turn around and leave!"

Although they didn't understand what "grass holding" was, Guanghehu moved the wooden oar quickly, and the raft turned 180 degrees on the spot, and quickly rowed towards the direction where a little bit of light could be vaguely seen.

Originally Chu Ci was the calmest person from the beginning to the end, but now she is more panicked than anyone else, making the rest of the people feel confused.

The saint turned pale with fright, grabbed Chu Ci's sleeve, and asked timidly, "A Ci, what happened?"

Chu Ci tried his best to restrain the extreme panic in his heart, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "We may have crashed directly into the devil's lair, now leave this area as soon as possible, and it is best to leave the death swamp, so that my spells may work again. Otherwise ...or we'll all be here."

"Huh?" The saint almost screamed and glanced back secretly. She always felt that there were two green eyes staring at her.

"Don't look back." Chu Ci finally calmed down and gave the saint a hand.

"Why?" The saint's heart was beating wildly, and she looked at Chu Ci and asked.

Chu Ci said with a serious expression: "Because I have read many ghost stories. Although they are different, there is one point of view that is consistent, that is, don't look back."

Everyone who was very nervous: "..."

I feel that the style of painting has suddenly become more relaxed.

It's a pity that this relaxing moment couldn't last for three seconds, a burst of dark green black mist quickly caught up behind them, engulfing the entire raft inside.

Chu Ci felt dizzy for a while, and when she opened her eyes again, she was the only one around.

"Saint, Guang, Hu, Yanfeng, where are you?"

There was no movement from Ling Ling, and no response from others, and Chu Ci once again felt the panic of Didi.

Suddenly the fog in front of her eyes dissipated, and a vigorous figure came running from a distance, getting closer and closer to her.

"Xiao Hei?!" When the figure reached Chu Ci, Chu Ci couldn't help shouting loudly.

I saw a snow-white tiger lying at Chu Ci's feet, as supple as a lazy cat.

If Ling Ling saw it at this time, he would definitely not be able to help complaining about Chu Ci: [Such a big white tiger, you call him Xiao Hei? 】

But zero zero didn't respond at this time.

Chu Ci's eyes were a little hot, he clenched his fists with both hands, and said softly: "Xiao Hei, how are you doing?"

"Ouch~" Xiao Hei raised his head, put his big head in front of Chu Ci's face, and licked Chu Ci's cheek with his tongue.

"You are still the same." Chu Ci's tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and he said with a sob, "You still like to comfort me in this way."

"Wow~" Xiao Hei brushed Chu Ci's tear-stained face with his tongue, and clicked his mouth, as if to say, so salty.

Chu Ci's tears flowed even more fiercely: "Tears are salty and not tasty, so you told me not to cry, right?"

"Wow~" This sentence should have affirmed Chu Ci's question.

Chu Ci stretched out his hand, stroked Xiao Hei's chin tremblingly, and said softly: "Xiao Hei, you don't know how much I miss you. You are so understanding, so caring, and you will follow me forever. There are many places, but I couldn't save you from those guys who are worse than animals. Did you hate me very much at that time? "

Xiao Hei gently leaned his head into Chu Ci's arms, rubbed against each other, and whimpered twice.

Tears blurred Chu Ci's vision, but she still stared at Xiao Hei with good eyes, and murmured almost to herself: "You want to say that you don't blame me and miss me very much, right? You know that I have always wanted to I personally heard you comfort me like this, right? What a pity..."

"Wow~" Xiao Hei raised his head, his eyes showed a trace of doubt, as if he was asking Chu Ci, "Why do you say it's a pity?"

"It's a pity that you are not my Xiao Hei at all." Chu Ci closed his eyes in pain and said in a hoarse voice, "The devil loves to devour the fear and sorrow in people's hearts, and loves to see beautiful people shed tears. Sure enough, in this way."

When he opened his eyes again, Xiao Hei was gone. She was still standing on the raft, surrounded by the swaying saint and others.

【Master, you finally woke up! 】

Ling Ling's voice suddenly sounded, and the joy of regaining the loss greatly diluted Chu Ci's sad mood.

[Lingling, hello, haven't you been spoiled by the devil? 】

Lingling snorted: 【Don't make me angry.I am also a high-level weapon spirit, it is his ability to be trapped by him for a while. 】

Chu Ci let out a long sigh of relief: 【That's great.By the way, what happened just now?Have we been poisoned by that pervert again?Saintess, are they okay? 】

[This time the poison is more powerful. Although I sealed up the poison outside, I can't do anything about the poison you inhaled.What's more, even I couldn't enter your illusion just now, and I couldn't establish contact with you.Fortunately, fortunately you woke up in time, hurry up, let a few of them bleed to get rid of the toxins. 】

Chu Ci then remembered, took out the silver needle he carried with him, pricked the fingers of several people lying down, and squeezed out the poisonous blood one by one.

"Hey? What's going on?" The few people who were crying silently just now woke up slowly and looked at Chu Ci in confusion.

Chu Ci helped the saint and explained: "We were poisoned by the devil just now and fell into a dream, but now we are fine."

Yan Feng was the last one to wake up quietly, stood up slowly, put his hand on Chu Ci's shoulder, and looked at Chu Ci with complicated eyes: "I..."

"What are you?!" Chu Ci slapped the hand on her shoulder, and said angrily, "There are three fires on a person, do you know that you can't pat the head and shoulders randomly!"

The corner of Yanfeng's mouth twitched: "What we are facing is a demon, not a ghost."

(End of this chapter)