Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

I don't know how long the ruined temple here has been abandoned, and it is dilapidated everywhere.

Xiao Zangsi didn't know how strong she was.

There was only a sound of breaking, and the next second the thick wooden beam fell in the direction of Xiao Zangsi!

But she didn't seem to notice it, she didn't react at all, she raised her little head and watched the wooden beam fall towards her!

Sang Qimo's heart tightened, he raised his hand and waved, and Xiao Zangsi flew into the air in an instant, just passing the wooden beam, and was pulled to his side.

"Bang Dong" a loud noise, dust flying.

Xiao Zangsi tilted her head, as if she didn't care about what happened just now, but stared at Sang Qimo with burning eyes.

She swallowed salivatingly, stretched out her little head and wanted to take a bite, but she was about to bite, but was pushed away by Sang Qimo.

Xiao Zangsi showed an expression of grievance in an instant, and even smacked his mouth a few times.

She was still hanging in mid-air, and she didn't know how to jump about. The only thing she could see was Sang Qimo's delicious meat.

Even Sang Qimo, who was a cold and indifferent person, was made uncomfortable by her.

With a wave of his hand, he restrained Xiao Zangsi in the corner again.

This time she broke the beam again, so she was left by the door.

Xiao Zangsi was very aggrieved, her puffed cheeks, coupled with her big painted face, looked really scary.

Seeing that Sang Qimo was about to leave, he whimpered even louder.

It sounds aggrieved.

Sang Qimo, who had already stepped over the threshold with one foot, paused, and turned his head to glance at her.

After a while, he waved his hand and untied her from the restraints.

*

The forest in early autumn is still a little cold in the morning, and occasionally the wind blows, and the leaves will make a 'rustling' sound.

Sunlight can't even penetrate the dense foliage.

Sang Qimo was walking in the dense forest, and from time to time there would be poisonous insects wanting to attack him, but they would be killed by the puppet he held on his arm.

And behind him.

Xiao Zangsi, who was wearing a red wedding dress, followed her step by step, following like a little tail.

But her wedding dress was really in the way, very stumbling.

In addition, her limbs were still very stiff, and she twisted and twisted when she walked.

Occasionally when I get anxious, I will trip myself and fall straight to the ground.

So from time to time, you will hear the sound of '呲啦', which is caused by the rough tearing of the fabric.

After walking for about half an hour, they finally reached the official road.

At this time, the sky was already bright, the sun was hanging high in the sky, Xiao Zangsi seemed a little unaccustomed to it, his eyes were pierced by the sun, and the pace of catching up slowed down.

In addition to being exposed to the sun, the rouge on the face melted faster.

A villager who got up early to go to the market drove by in a donkey cart, and accidentally met her colorful face, and was so frightened that he almost fell off the donkey cart.

Sang Qimo glanced at it and ignored it.

But not long after, he found that he couldn't hear the stumbling footsteps of the little zombie behind him.

He frowned slightly, and his steps slowed down.

Looking back, I saw that Xiao Zangsi was walking more and more slowly, and his figure was also staggering.

After walking a few more steps, he bumped crookedly into a tree.

The tree split in two.

And Xiao Zangsi also fell to the ground.

Sang Qimo frowned and walked over, only to find that her face was ugly, and the whole stiff silk had lost all energy, as if it would melt in the next second.

He looked up at the sunlight, then looked down at Xiao Zangsi, wondering what he was thinking.

A few seconds later, he took out a pitch-black cloak.

There was a strange spell drawn on the cloak, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He threw the cloak over her and helped her put the hood on.

When he got closer, Sang Qimo realized that not only did she not smell of corpses, but she also had a faint fragrance.

He looked up at her.

I saw her holding her head up and sticking out her nose to sniff him.

Sang Qimo: "..."