Chapter 146 Peach Blossom Forest

Time flies.

The young man surrounded by evil images slowly opened his eyes. His scarlet eyes were like those of a demon or a ghost, as cold as an ancient pond.

[X-Xiao Xia!]

[Do you still remember who you are?]

[Wuwuwu, it's over, it's over, Xiaoxia doesn't remember me, big brother, help me.]

He Junxia rubbed his brows. His already uncomfortable brain was given a headache by the system's noisy chatter.

[Big Brother? Does the system also distinguish between siblings?]

[Hey, great, Xiaoxia, you finally woke up.]

[If I don't wake up soon, I'll be killed by your noise.]

The young man's expression was very helpless, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

[Tell me who your eldest brother is?]

[Big Brother is the Disaster Team's master system, 10201. It manages all the smaller systems belonging to the Disaster Department.]

[Wow, Xiaoxia, you lied to me. You said it didn't hurt, but my backend data has received several gigabytes of the word "pain."]

[It hurts so much!]

The system cried breathlessly again. Although it was an intelligent electronic mechanical creature, its emotions were richer than those of ordinary humans.

If it could shed tears, I'm afraid its tears would fill up this small secret room.

[Feel sorry. ]

[What's the point of apologizing? If you're gone, where can I find your reincarnation? Woohoo.]

[I'm sorry, I won't lie to you again, okay?]

[Hmph, liar host, I don't believe you.]

The system disappeared, and the crying sound also disappeared. He Junxia touched her nose awkwardly, thinking about how to make her little crying system happy.

If the system had not applied for a high-level soul protection shield in advance, it would have been almost impossible for him to survive the onslaught of negative emotions in the evil statue and the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron.

Thinking of this, He Junxia felt warm in her heart.

[Xiao Si, being bound to you is the luckiest thing that has ever happened to me in my life.]

[Me too. ]

The disappeared system suddenly appeared, uttered a few words, and then disappeared in an instant.

A bright smile appeared on the young man's face.

He raised his hand and destroyed the twelve evil statues, then came to the four unconscious people in the corner and healed their spiritual wounds.

They are unlucky ones after all.

He was innocently chosen by the remnant soul of ten thousand years ago as a tool to nourish himself, and was unfortunately involved in a tragedy that happened ten thousand years ago.

Ning Siyuan was the least hurt. He opened his eyes first, but was frightened by the young man with red eyes and long hair who looked like he had crawled out of a sea of ​​blood. He stepped back repeatedly.

"Don't eat me, I'm not tasty."

He Junxia:?

He Junxia: "What do you mean by eating or not, Ning Siyuan, what are you thinking about?"

Hearing a voice that was both strange and familiar, Ning Siyuan looked closely and said in disbelief, "You are Ji Zhou, you, no, you really look like the Demon Lord in the ancient fairy tale drama."

He Junxia: ???

What do you mean I look like the Demon Lord in the Xianxia costume drama?

He raised his hand and condensed a water mirror in the air, looking at the red-eyed young man with long hair in the mirror and stood there in a daze.

The wisher's appearance could only be described as ordinary, not even pretty. But the person in the mirror, apart from the long hair and strange red eyes, also had very delicate features.

It's not the kind of exquisiteness that comes from being small and delicate, but the kind of exquisiteness that comes from having every facial feature carefully carved, even the eyes that have become narrow and long fox eyes.

The person in the mirror smiled gently, and was full of charm.

He Junxia: ...

He Junxia: ………

He Junxia's silence was deafening.

Do I need plastic surgery before performing a ritual to worship an evil god?

Although everyone likes to appreciate beautiful things, and he is no exception, it does not mean that he is willing to become a beautiful thing that is appreciated by others.

He Junxia was a little upset.

Forget about her appearance, if she walks out with those blood-red eyes, she will definitely attract a lot of attention and people will stare at her no matter what she does.

He Junxia poked the system.

[Xiao Si, do you have any idea how to solve this problem? I hope this face won't follow the Space-Time Administration and other wish-makers.]

[Shouldn't be... No way.]

The system was not sure either, as the current situation was beyond its knowledge.

[I'll ask in the system group]

While waiting for an answer, Song Chengli and the two children woke up one after another. When they saw He Junxia's face, they were all startled, thinking he was Xie Qi, a fox transformed into a human.

[Xiao Xia, I'm back.]

[This situation occurred because your soul absorbed the inner elixir of the Sky Fox and became the spirit of the blackened Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, thus manifesting on □□.]

He Junxia had a bad feeling in his heart.

As expected

Xiao Si's next words made him fall into despair.

[So, probably, possibly, it will turn out the way you think.]

He Junxia's heart sank to the bottom, and even the good mood gained from binding his soul to a Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, which could be called a divine artifact, disappeared for the most part.

After going through so many mission worlds, he is no longer a student who has not seen the dangers of the world.

The slight advantages that beauty can bring are insignificant in the face of the vicious human nature in natural disasters, and may even bring him more unnecessary trouble.

[However, the Spacetime Administration has launched a low-impact package for this situation. For each mission world, you only need to pay an additional 100 points to reduce the soul impact by 90%.]

He Junxia: ...

[Xiao Si, can you finish your words at once next time?]

God knows how worried he is.

[Hmmm]

[Who told you to lie to me just now?]

He Junxia took a deep breath. He was an adult and couldn't argue with a crybaby and petty system.

[Give me a low-impact meal, please.]

[receive]

The young man in the water mirror, who looked like a demon, gradually lost his captivating appearance. Although he was still somewhat handsome, he could only be considered an ordinary handsome man.

He Junxia breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at the four stunned people, and raised his hand to erase their related memories.

You should not have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against others.

Xie Qi had taught him a lesson enough.

"Where is this place?"

Ning Siyuan touched his belly: "Ji Zhou, how come you were also caught!"

"I'm so hungry."

Song Chengli and the two little boys were also very confused.

"Don't ask anything, I'll take you out."

He Junxia raised his hand to destroy the barrier, and the closed small secret room shattered and disappeared like bubbles, revealing the scorching sunlight outside.

“Gurgle gurgle gurgle…”

The aroma from a street in Mei City wafted through the air, and the four of them felt their stomachs growling.

[Xiao Si, how long have we been in the secret room?]

[Exactly two months.]

He Junxia:?

[I'm talking business.]

He thought Xiao Si still held a grudge and was deliberately talking nonsense to tease him.

After all, if you stay in a secret room for two months, you will starve to death.

[I didn't lie to you. It was just two months. Xie Qi cast a spell on them.]

Hearing this name again, He Junxia's expression became extremely complicated.

As the spirit of the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, he can glimpse the changes in this mission world over tens of millions of years.

If he had not met the Third Prince, if the Sky Fox Clan had not perished, Xie Qi would always be the carefree Seventh Young Master in the Fox Territory.

well!

All my emotions turned into a complicated sigh.

He Junxia led the four people to the nearest police station, borrowed a phone to contact Aunt Wen, and asked the police to call the parents of the two children.

——The parents of the two children were extremely worried when they found out that their children were missing. Their photos were all over the Internet.

While waiting for their parents to pick them up, Ning Siyuan and the other three sat in the reception room, devouring their lunch boxes. After finishing a whole portion, they still didn't feel full and ordered another one.

"I can't eat it anymore."

He Junxia stopped them from trying to eat a third lunch box.

Although he had demonic power to protect him, he hadn't eaten for two months. If he ate too much at once, he would easily end up in the hospital.

Ning Siyuan reluctantly put down the lunch box, but his eyes were still glued to it. If someone who didn't know the situation saw it, they would think He Junxia was deliberately abusing someone.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before the parents of the two children, Ning Siyuan, Song Chengsong's parents and people from the Guangzhou Abnormal Affairs Bureau hurried over, and the five of them went back to their homes to look for their mothers.

He Junxia sat in the car of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs, feeling exhausted as he listened to the people sent by the Bureau asking about the situation openly and covertly.

He said directly: "Xie Qi is dead, and this matter is over. The Soul-Suppressing Cauldron is with me."

"What!"

The member of the Abnormal Affairs Bureau who came to pick him up was the unlucky bald muscular man who was knocked unconscious by Xie Qi. He almost shouted himself hoarse when he heard what He Junxia said.

"We'll talk about the rest later. Take me to the hotel first. I need to rest."

The muscular man laughed dryly. "The hotel isn't very safe. Mr. Ji, how about going to the guest room of our Abnormal Affairs Bureau to rest?"

"casual."

He Junxia leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed. Although he had absorbed Xie Qi's inner fox elixir and was bound to the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, the pain and torture he had experienced had exhausted his energy.

Now he just wants to find a place to have a good sleep, and sleep until he is exhausted.

The car stopped in front of an antique club, and He Junxia followed the bald muscular man to a room.

"Don't call me for three days."

As soon as he finished speaking, the muscular man was pushed out by an invisible force and the door closed.

He Junxia fell on the bed, covered herself with the quilt and quickly fell asleep.

The muscular man outside the door touched his nose which was almost hit, stared at the door for a long time before leaving, still muttering in his heart.

Isn't it said that this kid is only at the second level? He was able to push him out of the door even though he was on guard.

He is a fifth-level mystical power master!

The muscular man scratched his head. What had this kid done during his two months of disappearance? Even if he took some magic medicine, his cultivation level wouldn't improve so quickly.

And the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron is actually in his hands!

Forget it, it’s none of his business. Let the people above worry about it.

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