The system asked me to save people, and he agreed with his life

The boldest little girl struggled to drag the broom, which was much taller than her, and saw her with sharp eyes.

Swinging the broom, he rushed over like a small cannonball and hugged her legs skillfully.

He raised his head and said, "Sister, why are you alone? Why didn't the brothers and sisters below come up?"

Yan Jinxi explained with a smile: "They don't dare."

The smart kid didn't ask why he didn't dare, and said a little depressed: "That's such a shame."

"Indeed." Yan Jinxi patted her head and took out a bottle that was much smaller than the one before, "Do sister a favor."

The little girl shivered reflexively when she looked at the bottle.

She was brought to the secret guard camp not long ago. The man wearing a mask and claiming to be a trainer pulled out similar bottles in front of her twice.

The first time she took the pill in the bottle, she didn't know what it was. It was only when she was rolling on the ground in pain that she realized that it was poison, used to make people like them obedient.

The second time was the antidote given by the trainer. Not long after taking it, although the pain was relieved, the trainer said that it was a temporary suppression.

If you don't want to feel the pain that is worse than death, you have to be more obedient.

Only those who perform well can receive the antidote before the poison occurs.

The little girl glanced at the bottle, and then seriously looked up at the feast.

Under the same serious gaze as before and after the banquet, she opened the stopper and put it to the tip of her nose for a sniff.

"It tastes different from before."

He raised his eyebrows at the banquet.

In addition to perception, the sense of smell is also extraordinary.

He is a good candidate to study medicine.

Yan Jinxi smiled and said: "This is the antidote. Give it away."

The little girl exclaimed, having no doubt that the antidote given by Yan Jinxi was the kind of antidote that could completely detoxify him.

The little short legs were scurrying all over the floor, and he stretched out his hands very excitedly, and personally put the pills into other people's mouths.

Every time he stuffed one in, he would say: "This is the antidote that my sister gave us. If we take it, it will stop the pain."

The banquet lasted for a while longer.

Seeing that they were orderly in the chaos, he waved to the little girl who had distributed the antidote.

The little girl jumped forward again, hugged her legs, raised her head and smiled brightly.

This time I mean it.

"elder sister?"

Yan Jinxi bent down: "Do you still remember your name?"

The little girl was eye-catching: "I don't have a name. They used to call me Erya."

Banquet now and then: "..." A name that is as good as Goudan.

"How about I get one for you?"

"Really? Okay, okay!"

"Wangyou." Yan Jinxi nodded her forehead, "How about this?"

The little girl didn't quite understand: "Sister, what does this name mean?"

"Natural. Forgetfulness is a kind of medicine that can regulate emotions and enhance mental health. In addition, I hope you forget about sorrow and have no worries from now on."

Yan Jinxi patted her little head and did not take back the bottle that she was holding tightly and did not intend to return. "Go, finish your work earlier and have a good sleep."

There are still many antidotes in the bottle for those who have not yet taken them.

Wangyou obediently let go and watched Yan Jinxi slowly leave.

"elder sister!"

Wangyou shouted suddenly.

The banquet has not turned back, but the steps have stopped.

"Do we no longer have to die? Do we no longer have to be afraid, do we no longer have to stab our companions?"

Wangyou's voice was choked with sobs, and her eyes had long been blurred by tears, but she still tried to keep her eyes open, waiting for Yan Jinxi's response.

The children who had been busy all stopped their movements, raised their ears, and waited for a response.

"That day will never come again."

Yan Jinxi’s voice was very soft.

But it was clearly transmitted to the ears of the children.

Behind him was the deafening cry of the little girl Wangyou.

The magic sound pierces the ears is nothing more than this.

Yan Jinxi's mouth twitched, and he immediately blocked his overly sharp five senses.

After leaving the valley, Yan Jinxi passed by the pile of corpses.

In the forest not far away were the group of people responsible for collecting firewood.

A few of them had already returned with firewood in their arms, and they couldn't help but eat when they saw the feast.

"Go pick up some more and bring them back."

This little firewood is not enough to incinerate all the bodies.

Although she could destroy the corpses into powder, these children would rather want to crush them into ashes themselves.

Yan Jinxi dragged back the secret whistles hidden in the forest one by one.

Every time I come back, there will be one or two children who are carrying firewood and look here secretly, dumbfounded, as if they didn't expect that there are so many people outside the valley.

The corpses were brought in one after another during the banquet, which put pressure on the children.

This little firewood is really not enough!

When Yan Jinxi killed everyone with one last blow and brought the bodies back to pile them up, he saw children who were throwing sparks from their legs just to pick up firewood.

There's no need to be in such a hurry.

"Take your time, don't rush, these people can't escape."

The children fell silent upon hearing this.

If this could still run, it would be a horror story.

"When the matter is over, go find Wangyou to get the antidote."

As for whether they want to call the people inside out and crush these people to ashes together, it is their own choice.

There is still some time before dawn.

Yan Jinxi did not return to the city, but headed towards the location of the Imperial Mansion.

The main focus is to destroy the third prince's secret guard camp. The weak successor is the basis, and then eliminate those who have their own tasks outside.

The palace built in Huangzhuang is indeed heavily guarded, even worse than the East Palace.

Yan Jinxi flew lightly towards the brightly lit palace.

Standing under the window, when I looked up, I saw a big brother hanging on it, with a strange shape.

The big brother's eyes were focused on the palace, his expression was very strange.

Yan Jinxi stepped forward, and there were only three sounds of breathing and the rustling sound of taking off clothes.

Taking a bath at this time?

She soon realized that she was a little too naive.

The voices of the men and women in the room mingled, and they made eye-opening remarks, even more explicit than the contents of his dirty novels.

No wonder the eldest brother is so virtuous, it turns out he is just watching the show and eating the melons.

Yan Jinxi apologized to this big brother in his heart, knocked him out and fixed him above.

After walking around, he put down a group of shadow guards who were listening in the corner, listened quietly for a while, and then went in after the movement inside subsided.

We took the opportunity to estimate the time during the banquet.

Tsk, that doesn’t quite work.

A cup of tea and that's it.

Only after Yan Jinxi climbed through the window and entered did he realize that his rash intrusion was a little careless.

It's not that it's not good, it's just that he changed the venue and changed the gameplay.

Yan Jinxi closed his eyes, secretly thinking that just one glance would not cause the eye of a needle to grow.

uncertain.

A little angry.

I want to go back and see Xie Chenyuan so that I can wash my eyes.

"who?!"

"Wo Nen Dui!" When Yan Jinxi answered the question, he followed the wind of his palm and gave them a precise acupoint with his eyes closed.

With a move of the iron sword in his hand, he tore down the hanging gauze curtains that could be seen everywhere and sent them forward.

As if the gauze had eyes, it quickly wrapped up the girl not far away, making their already intimate posture even more inseparable.

Yan Jinxi's hand loosened, and the iron sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Can’t have it anymore.

Who knows if the gauze tent is part of their play?

Uh ~