Quick Transmigration: Conquering the Sick Daughters in the Shura Field

At the same moment when he heard it, Shi Qi felt that he was stuffed into the fork of an X, not like a pocket, Shi Qi touched his hair that was pushed down.

A small head poked out quietly from the small mouth.

After looking at the height of the field of vision in front of him, he looked up again, and happened to see Mi Yin's fair and overly superior chin and slightly protruding Adam's apple.

He was stuffed into Mi Yin's neckline.

Not far away is the chest of the card man.

Shi Qi couldn't help but red ears.

Mi Yin pressed Shi Qi who had just poked out a small head, "Hide well, there will be danger in a while, don't come out."

Shi Qi was forced to press his head down, his eyes were pitch black, "Okay", a muffled voice came out through the cloth.

Mi Yin nodded in satisfaction and accelerated her pace.

As if sensing something special, Mi Yin lowered her eyes and glanced at the little man who hadn't crawled out yet.

I don't know what I thought or felt, the thin red lips curled up, the curves are beautiful and coquettish, with the illusion of bewilderment and darkness, I said softly, "Interesting..."

The low whisper was blown away in the strong wind, and no one else heard it except him.

The butterfly's wings fluttered, leaving little red traces in the air.

Mi Yin stepped out of the gust of wind that wanted to trap them, without the support of Mi Yin's mana, the gap healed quickly, and the red mist-like butterfly fluttered up and down for a while, before finally turning into little afterimages ,Disappear.

What is strange is that after stepping through the gust of wind, it seemed that the gust of wind just now was just an illusion, and it was surprisingly quiet here.

The sound of breathing in the quiet air can be heard clearly, the quietness is too weird.

The smell of blood here is particularly strong. Besides, there is also a particularly evil and rancid smell permeating the air, like a mass grave.

Shi Qi carefully grasped Mi Yin's necklines on both sides with his two small hands, carefully poked out half of his head, only his eyes were exposed, and looked outside.

I blocked my nose on purpose—it smells really bad here, with a disgusting stench and a smell of death.

There is no artistic conception of the silent night just now. There is a strange atmosphere everywhere, dead trees and leaves, rotten soil, and even the moon in the sky is covered with a layer of shadow.

The surrounding tall trees seemed to have been dry for many years, and their color was dark, as if they were about to ooze water.

The withered scene caused by the dryness of the bark due to water loss, with irregular long gullies, densely covered all the trees here.

Mi Yin didn't lower her head, but she raised her hand and pressed it precisely on the top of Shi Xi's head.

He was pushed down again.

Shi Qi: "I'll just take a little look."

Mi Yin's movements did not slow down, her voice was soft and could not be refused, "I can't..."

"Just take a look." Shi Qi didn't give up.

Mi Yin still didn't let go, "I'll tell you when I get back."

This time Mi Yin not only did not let go, but also had a particularly talented touch on how to control his attraction to this little spirit.

After Mi Yin finished speaking, Shi Xi pressed his whole body against Mi Yin's chest in a posture with big characters spread out.

Attracted by that special gravitational force.

Shiqi: "..."

Mi Yin was particularly satisfied with this.

Even the movements of his subordinates are much faster.

As he walked forward, the ground under his feet was so soft that it was covered with dead leaves, and the surroundings were quiet without any insects chirping. As he moved forward, the soles of his feet felt visibly stickier and moister.

Mi Yin rubbed a little bit of soil lightly with her fingertips, and the soil was black and shiny, sticking together sticky.

After spreading the little bit of black soil on his fingertips, Mi Yin smelled it again.

Smelly, rotten, and full of dead air...

What exactly are they trying to do?

Why do we need so many corpses...

Mi Yin got up, except for his naturally mild peach blossom eyes, his expression was too cold.

The light red light flew out of his hand, and when it landed on the ground, it was like a red smoke bomb was released. From the red smoke, several huge red butterflies flew out, covering the layer of soil on the ground.

The black soil on his fingertips just now was sucked dry by his hands, leaving only a little bit of soil on the ground.

Mi Yin naturally took out the handkerchief, and wiped it twice on her fingers with a calm complexion.

On the ground, the butterfly's wings flapped extremely slowly, and within a few seconds, at the same time as Mi Yin put the handkerchief away, a huge butterfly flew up from the ground, flying around its master.

On the ground where the butterfly left, the large piece of rotten soil naturally disappeared completely, revealing a large pit below.

Mi Yin raised his hand, his hand was as slender as bamboo and as white as jade, very ornamental, with slightly protruding wrist bones, clean and beautiful, compared with the black clothes on his wrist and the huge red butterfly facing his fingertips.

It made his wrists too white, which looked a little sick.

Shi Qi couldn't resist taking advantage of Mi Yin's handling of the matter before him, and after the power of attracting him weakened, he sneaked out his head again.

The butterfly in front of me is half the height of a person, with complex and delicate patterns on the wings, red winding on it, like flowing blood, and the length of the butterfly wings stretched horizontally is estimated to be longer than a person.

While observing carefully, Shi Qi suddenly felt his scalp numb and his mind tense.

It met the blood-red eyes of the big butterfly.

How should I put it, at that moment, Shi Qi seemed to see from those blood-colored eyes a sea of ​​blood, mountains full of bones, and white bones everywhere, like purgatory.

Shi Qi silently shrank under his clothes.

In the end, I couldn't hold back, and climbed out cautiously, continuing to observe.

Mi Yin didn't seem to notice Shi Xi's small movements.

Several huge butterflies fluttered around Mi Yin, and each butterfly paused at Mi Yin's fingertips for a few seconds, then the blood color faded, and finally disappeared. The whole process took only a few tens of seconds.

When the big butterfly disappeared, Shi Qi felt that the temperature of the card man with the cloth behind him was a little colder.

In fact, from the first time I came into contact with Mi Yin's skin, I had a strange feeling that the body temperature of the other person was lower than that of ordinary people. At first, I thought it was because the night was too cold.

This feeling is especially noticeable after being tucked into clothes just now.

And after the big butterfly disappeared, the coolness deepened to another level.

If we use the seasons as a metaphor, it was late autumn at first, and now it is estimated that winter is about to enter.

Shi Xi grabbed the collar in his hand, pressed his back against the opponent's chest, and silently warmed the opponent slightly with his body temperature.

While thinking about it, the big butterfly just now obviously passed some power to the cardman, but why is his body so cold?

And Yunxiao Peak doesn't major in spells related to ice or water.

There is no reason why the temperature will drop after absorbing energy.

So what does his special situation have to do with the bottom of the cliff?

Or is it that the card man's skills are special?