Originally a Huashen stage ancestor in the cultivation world, unexpectedly during a tribulation crossing, her soul transmigrated to the apocalypse, transforming into a beautiful, cold, and stunning...
Chapter 917 922. Heavenly Witch Xiaoxiao
Amidst the lush green mountains and forests, in the crisp bamboo grove, a sky-blue figure sat cross-legged on the green bamboo. Her tightly closed eyes suddenly opened when Luo Wuxie appeared. Those eyes, which were not tainted by worldly emotions, were clear and indifferent.
She watched helplessly as the people on the top of the mountain rolled down quickly, her eyebrows and eyes remained motionless, without any emotion at all.
Luo Wuxie fainted, but Han Yixiao was awake. He once again seized control of the body. When the body was about to hit the bamboo house, he suddenly grabbed a bamboo stick sticking out from the side of the bamboo house and managed to stabilize his body.
Han Yixiao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he did not damage the bamboo house. He fell backwards and fell to the ground in a big letter shape. When he raised his eyes, he met a pair of extremely cold eyes. Han Yixiao was stunned and another pair of eyes flashed through his mind very quickly, but before he could think about it, the scene disappeared again.
Just as he was in a daze, an extremely indifferent voice sounded above his head.
"May I ask what brings you here, General?"
Han Yixiao immediately came back to his senses and jumped up, only to find that a woman with an extraordinary appearance was sitting cross-legged on a branch, looking at him with indifference.
Han Yixiao guessed instantly that this person might be the last ancient celestial witch mentioned by Luo Wuxie.
So, Han Yixiao immediately knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, lowered his head respectfully, and spoke.
"This general has come here to ask the witch to come out and completely eliminate the plague and restore peace to the people."
After listening to this, Yu Xiaoxiao remained silent for a long time. Her gaze fell on the horizon, distant and deep.
After a long while, her emotionless voice rang out.
"General, please go back. This is not the place for you."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Han Yixiao to say anything more, Yu Xiaoxiao, who was originally sitting on a green bamboo branch, suddenly flew up, waved her sleeves lightly at Han Yixiao, and he flew backwards.
Han Yixiao was directly knocked back several hundred meters by this irresistible force, fell heavily to the ground and fainted.
When Luo Wuxie woke up again, he found himself collapsed at the foot of a mountain. He clearly remembered seeing a bamboo house before he fainted, so how could there still be a mountain in front of him? He shook his head in confusion, thinking that he was hallucinating from exhaustion.
So, when Luo Wuxie crossed mountains and rivers and appeared in front of Yu Xiaoxiao again, before he could say anything, Yu Xiaoxiao flicked her sleeve and blew him away.
After this happened several times, both Luo Wuxie and Han Yixiao had their feet worn out. They fell back again and again, and were blown away by Yu Xiaoxiao again and again.
Until this moment, Han Yixiao didn't understand why he was helping this man to torture himself like this. He just had an instinct in his heart that he had to help him.
After Luo Wuxie persisted for three months of being slapped away, crawling back, being slapped away, and crawling back, Yu Xiaoxiao finally stopped slapping him.
At this time, Luo Wuxie knelt on one knee and said with a determined look on his face.
"I beg the witch to come out and save the people from the water and fire."
Yu Xiaoxiao sat cross-legged on the cushion. Upon hearing this, she stared at Luo Wuxie for a long time and suddenly asked.
"Do you know why I am the only witch left among our Ancient Border Celestial Clan?"
Luo Wuxie raised his head and looked directly at Yu Xiaoxiao. He was dazzled by her fairy-like and beautiful face. He lowered his head hurriedly and said in a deep voice.
"This general doesn't know."
Yu Xiaoxiao turned her head with a bleak look at the green bamboo outside the window and spoke softly.
"If we, the Tianwu clan, want to save the world, we must sacrifice our lives and souls to the heavens."
(End of this chapter)