When Qi Niaoxiu woke up again, he was already lying on a bed.
But it was not the bed she was accustomed to sleeping, or a straw mat laid on top of the loess, which caused her bones to hurt a little. There is a small table and a large cabinet with a stoneware kettle and tea bowl on the table, and a cyan curtain on the east.
"Wu Yu?"
Qi Ling curled up in a strange place, and subconsciously called Wu Yu.
Unexpectedly, the curtain was lifted, the light from outside came in, and the figure of a woman really appeared.
"The princess is awake?"
Wu Yu's steps were tight, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face. He used to pour a bowl of water for Qi Ling and handed it over.
The girl suddenly felt thirsty and panicked. Her throat was dry and dumb, and her lips were astringent. She started to pour the bowl after she took it.
It wasn't until after drinking four big bowls that Qi Niaoyu was relieved, and his consciousness slowly became clear, and then he remembered that he seemed to be before the sandstorm.
"U Yu, how long have I slept?"
"Wu Yu didn't know. When Wu Yu came here, the princess was already in a coma. Pluto and His Royal Highness kept guarding, but Jiao'er was always drowsy, so His Royal Highness looked at her, and Pluto seemed like I was injured, but I was not told to take good care of the princess until Wu Yu came back. However, Wu Yu has only been here for a day."
The woman made a long story short and explained directly.
"How is Yin Li now?"
"It shouldn't matter. Pluto's complexion is pretty good, it's the same as usual."
Wu Yu frowned and thought about it seriously.
"What kind of complexion, Lord Pluto's face is paler than mine, he is a man in charge of ghosts."
Qi Ling was inexplicably wanting to laugh.
"Is he out now? Tell him to come in, I want to ask him something."
"Master Hades is nearby, princess, wait, I'll call."
"Ok."
When the girl answered, Wu Yu raised the curtain and went out.
Qi Niao stretched out his stiff muscles and bones, changed his posture and sat down, his thoughts drifting to the front.
She remembered that she wanted to save the child all the time. She couldn't get into the sandstorm center all the time, but she was sucked in somehow.
When she recovered, she was already at the center of the sandstorm. And the little boy was still tied to the pillar, tears and nose streaming together, as if scared.
"Hey, don't be afraid, sister is here to save you."
I don't have time to think about how I got involved now, so let's talk about it after the first aid is given to the child.
Thinking about it, Qi Curula untied the rope tied to the child and used a water trick to wash the sticky blood stains on his body. She also felt distressed that the boy was strangled with bluish purple wrists. , There was an immature voice in my ears, still trembling.
"Sister, the monster is behind you."
With a scream, Qi Ling suddenly felt a yin wind behind him and rushed towards him, fiercely with a murderous intent.
With swift hands and quick eyes, Qi Niao followed his feelings to escape the thrilling blow, and then he accumulated a few water waves and slapped him over.
The yellow sand in front of her blurred her vision. She couldn't see clearly what was going on here, so she grabbed the child with her left hand and held it tightly beside her.
"Ok."
It seemed that he had hit the monster, and there was a faint whisper in the wind and sand, hoarse and dry, and he couldn't tell whether it was a male or a female.
After this sound, the yellow sand gradually stopped, leaving only a thin layer, and a red light suddenly flashed on the opposite side, which made Qi Kuo's eyes hurt.
After this, Curula thought she would be hurt, but unexpectedly, the light bounced back by herself.
"what!"
The more painful screams, pointed and thin, the yellow sand is thinner and thinner, and the figure who is about to escape can see more clearly.
It was about to see what it looked like, but Qi Nun's consciousness was dazed. When he closed his eyes, he could only see the cyan corner of his clothes.
That's what Qi Ling remembered.
But there are too many things in her heart that are blocking her, and she needs to find someone to talk about it.
Wu Yu searched outside for a while before finding Yin Li, which was told by the woman who was scouring the grain at the door.
The woman said in a heavy accent,
"He went to Xiaofangchang."
Xiao Fangchang is where Qi Curula rescued the boy.
As soon as Wu Yu arrived, Yin Li knew that Qi Qi was awake, nodded at the woman, and hurried back.
Even though Yin Li is Pluto, he is used to seeing wind and waves, but he has never seen such a weird storm.
Those winds all centered on the boy who was used as a sacrifice, and rolled up the yellow sand on the ground. It was so close, the roughness of the yellow sand on the face was distinct, but it couldn’t get closer. In half a step, the few palms that were hit also seemed to be silently swallowed.
It was just a fuzzy shadow in the sandstorm, facing the boy, with ten long pointed nails, like a human being.
At that time, Yin Li was thinking, maybe they can't save this child, but the girl in her arms suddenly went mad, rushing in regardless of the strong resistance of the sandstorm.
"wave!"
The change was born too fast, Qi Niao wanted to jump into the sandstorm, and he followed closely.
But Curly went in unexpectedly, and he was ejected by the great repulsive force.
Suddenly, blood surged in Yin Li's chest, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Drip down along the chin.
But he couldn't care about himself now. When the curls were sucked in, there seemed to be a flower-like light on the eyebrows.
"Yin Li."
Wei Heng got out of nowhere, and held onto Yin Li.
"How are you?"
Rarely, the teenager cared about Pluto, whom he had never used to.
"It's okay."
Yin Li whispered, his eyes worrisome, looking at the increasingly violent yellow sand.
Yes, nothing will happen.
The bracelet Yin Li gave Qi Niao Niao would remind him if something happened to Qi Niao Niao.
The man waited and waited for only a while. The sandstorm disappeared by itself. In the middle of the table, Qi Yu, who was holding the child, fell softly and lost consciousness.
Those in the audience who sang and danced and dressed strangely boiled all of a sudden, chanting words they didn't understand, and the people on the outermost periphery were also clamoring and making a mess of porridge.
"It's Ram, Ram saved our Nob!"
Then came the cheers one after another. Yin Li rushed to Qi Niaoluo and picked up the girl, while Wei Heng was pulling the boy. After a while, a woman with tears in her face came up, and the boy rushed towards him. In her arms, both of them were crying.
After Yin Li learned that the woman was the child's mother, she was naturally very grateful to the group of them. It happened that Qi Ru was unconscious, so she was placed in her home.
When Yin Li arrived, Qi curled up in a ball, clasping his knees in his hands, staring at the tea bowl in a dream.
"wave."
"Yin Li, sit down."
Qi Yu's eyes curled a little bit, and he patted the position next to him. Yin Li also sat down, waiting for her to speak first.
"Yin Li, the one I saw, monster..."
Qi Curula dragged the ending of this sentence long, and as he said it, he wondered if he had met her somewhere.
Yes, she is a woman.
You can't go wrong with the curling feeling.
"Although I haven't seen her face, I just feel familiar. Do you remember the Xizhi I told you about? Xizhi, she is a goddess, fluttering in white, the kind that ordinary people can't touch. I could feel a little bit about that monster, but only a little bit, which was covered by the heavy hostility. Moreover, she was wearing Tsing Yi."
Qi Lingxiu seriously remembered that she didn't even plan to let go of the details, so she had to hold on to the slightest ethereal spirit.
Perhaps, it is not necessarily resonance.
"wave."
Yin Li sighed, thousands of emotions flashed under his eyes, but in the end he was suppressed.
"Yes."
"Ok, I know."
The goddess who likes to wear Tsing Yi most, the pearl of the heavens, but because she lost her supernatural power, she was claustrophobic in Xiyuan Mountain.
This legend has long been heard by Qi Niaoxiu, and the prestige of the goddess has been heard in all three realms, so that it further adds to her later cruelty and viciousness.
The first time I heard the story of a woman, Yu was only three hundred years old and she was not a small one. She still sympathized with the woman. From a baby bump in the heavens, she suddenly became a monster that was disgusted and disgusted by others. No one could accept this. It’s just that Qi Niao Niao has always been curious, will the goddess become a monster if she loses her divine power? Why she had never heard of it, she thought, there must be other reasons, but when she asked, the old tortoise who told the story was silent, and other rumors and stories were as good as they were said. Only to say that the wives lost their supernatural powers to become so.
Now, when she confronted her for the first time, the doubts she had when she was a child resurfaced. This time, it is much stronger than ever.
Curly felt that there must be some secrets in her body. Maybe it had something to do with her strange memories. Perhaps if she figured it out, her problem would be solved.
"Yin Li, maybe stay here to solve the wives' affairs, I just—"
"wave!"
An expression of excitement flashed in Qi Ling's eyes, but Yin Li interrupted him in the middle of his speech.
The man's voice was higher than usual, and the girl paused and looked at him with puzzled eyes.
After a long time, Yin Li rubbed his curly head.
"I know, just do it if you want."
In the words, only Yin Li could feel the trembling and fear.
"Yin Li, do you know anything about wives?"
Qi Qiu suddenly remembered that Yin Li had lived longer than himself. He was also the king of the underworld. Maybe he knew some secrets.
"How can I know? The relationship between the heaven and the underworld has always been bad."
That's how Yin Li answered her.
"Well, it makes sense."
Qi Ling nodded curly, and didn't ask any more.