Chapter 279: Prelude to a New World
As the train passed through the wilderness, Chen Xiao'er kept crying. She held a tissue against her eyes and rubbed them until her eye sockets turned red.
No, I can't cry anymore. If I go blind, I won't be able to find Xiaotong. Her mind was full of sad images, and her heart was pounding. No, I can't faint. At least, I have to find Xiaotong first!
Chen Xiao'er took the initiative to magnify this thought and did not dare to think about Zheng Xiuli's death for a moment.
She ordered her body to adapt as quickly as possible and to maintain normal functions until she found Xiaotong.
She didn't know how long it took, perhaps because the car was going too fast, but the wind blowing in through the window dried her tears. Her uncontrollable sobbing finally stopped, leaving only her body twitching reflexively.
Ling's hands were always on Xiao'er's back, sometimes patting and sometimes stroking.
She looked at her lover's face, which was choking with pain and growing paler. After Xiao'er's complexion had recovered a little, she cautiously asked, "Would you like some water?"
"Okay, wait a moment," Chen Xiao'e agreed, sniffling. She pressed her hand against the car window and gazed through tearful eyes at the night sky of United City.
We should have driven out of the suburbs by now, right?
The road just now was very bumpy, with what seemed to be a huge uphill and downhill slope. I had the impression that the white van was zipping across a broken section of road like a sports car in a movie... maybe it was just an illusion caused by my chaotic thinking.
Chen Xiao'er opened her eyes wide, the city lights gradually faded away in her eyes, and the nearest street lights were left behind them.
Finally left school.
A strange feeling of relief and deep regret mixed together, more bitter than coffee without sugar.
The arrival of this day was so different from the graduation day I had imagined.
No flowers, no graduation gowns, no chattering roommates, no smiling mother or housekeeper...
She shook her head, forcing these thoughts out. "No, don't think about it. At least I still have Ling and Sister Lan to accompany me. Next, I have to find Xiaotong, and—"
Chen Xiaotong's hazy eyes suddenly became sharp. She saw a purple sports car passing through a dense forest of streetlights. Even outside the range of the lights, she could vaguely see the deep purple flames sprayed on the car body.
The only person who drives a supercar this color all the time is a certain Sinaya. Is this guy using some high-tech paint that reflects moonlight?
Haha, I wanted to catch up with the hot air balloon that disappeared, but I don’t have time to stop the car to play some duo act with you!
A nameless anger burned away the sorrow and worry in her heart. Chen Xiao'er stood up, propped up the window, and said to the driver through gritted teeth, "Please drive faster. There's a ghost chasing us from behind. Hey hey hey."
Sizzle——
The tires suddenly made a sharp braking sound, and the van flew out diagonally across the concrete ground, causing her to lose balance. She was suddenly hugged by Ling and almost fell to the ground.
Bang!
The front of the car hit the tree trunk heavily, and the left headlight shattered into pieces with a snap.
Fortunately, the front of the van was strong enough, and the airbag opened quickly after the front parts flew out, quickly filling the front seats.
Crackling.
Ling and Lan smashed open the car doors one after another, and they each dragged Chen Xiao'er and the driver out.
"What's going on? Is it, is it Xinnaya's doing?" Chen Xiao'er held Lan's hand in a daze.
The sports car was still a long way from here. Could there be a sniper sitting in the passenger seat of that guy, capable of shooting through our tires from a high-speed sports car?!
She staggered out of the car, and just as she was about to bend down to check the wheel, she saw the purple supercar speeding towards her like a ghost, with faint will-o'-the-wisp flashing.
God, God gold!
Chen Xiao'er clenched Ling's hand in fear and subconsciously looked at Sister Lan. Sister Lan shrugged nonchalantly, but the driver half-knelt at her feet, clutching his stomach in pain, his body trembling.
What's going on? Was Mr. Train shot? When exactly was he shot...
Chen Xiao'e imagined it, and the masked driver quickly raised his hand, trembling, and shook it with his back to her, as if trying to explain, "No, don't let your imagination run wild."
"Hiss--" Lan took out a cigarette from his arms, glanced at Xiao'er, and threw it directly to the ground and stepped on it.
Her voice was a little hoarse. "Don't worry, this guy is too full. If he keeps eating like this, his stomach will explode."
Overeaten?
A strange picture flashed through Chen Xiao'er's mind: Mr. Train waited outside for a long time, and simply ran to a restaurant near the school to eat and ate a lot, eating the buffet until he was full... That's right, it was dinner time, and he was dragged here to drive right after dinner.
She quietly leaned forward to take a look: the driver who seemed tall and thin now had a big bulge in his abdomen, making him look like a big eater who had just finished recording a food show. He looked a bit scary.
A wave of guilt washed over me: Mr. Train didn't need to go so fast; it was me who chased the hot air balloon. The balloon had already drifted out of sight, but I urged him to go faster, thinking that if I kept going in that direction, I might catch it.
"Please go and have a rest over there and try to vomit it out. It would be bad if you upset your stomach." Chen Xiao'er said as she reached out to help.
As a result, the train raised his hand to refuse. He covered his stomach with his other hand and said firmly: "No, I will never vomit out what I ate today. I will continue... Ugh."
How can you continue? Your stomach will explode if you eat any more!
Chen Xiao'er nervously advised, "No, it's very harmful to your health. Those big eaters in the videos always induce vomiting at the end, otherwise their high blood lipids will affect their lifespan."
She glanced at the van whose front end had been damaged, and for some reason she was a little worried about an explosion, so she quickly pulled Ling back a few steps.
Seeing that Mr. Train still refused to induce vomiting, she had no choice but to say, "Forget it. We know the general direction of the hot air balloon anyway. Why don't we go to the hospital together?"
"No, no, no!" Sheche, his face pale, clutched his stomach and moved to the side, pointing to the bus platform next to him and saying, "I'll just need a while to digest it. How about I accompany you to look for him in a few days? I swear I will do my best to help you track him down!"
Rest for a few days...If you feel so unwell, go to the hospital quickly.
Chen Xiao'er was about to say something when Lan came over and gently patted her shoulder: "It's okay, he's a grown man now. There's a platform here that can take him anywhere, and we have new means of transportation."
How could that be? Chen Xiao'er blinked and suddenly realized what was happening. She turned around with Lan and looked at the supercar that was slowly stopping.
"Chen~Xiao~er." Xinnaya pushed open the car door and casually lifted her hair.
Humph, every failure makes you wiser. After the previous ritual failed, she quickly searched the Internet.
The so-called confession, although it is a ritual that can greatly increase favorability, the best time to use it is actually when the favorability is high enough.
This is such a rip-off. Why do I need a ceremony when my favorability is high enough?
Although she couldn't understand the strange requirement of "having work experience before looking for a job", Xinnaya had enough experience in "dating" with Chen Xiao'er, so she decided to respect him from the heart first.
Okay, aren't humans visual creatures? So I'll do my best at the visual level first.
So she changed into a dress that was said to be very aesthetically pleasing. Although I don't understand why such a dress that doesn't show off the beauty of her body is so popular, she undoubtedly showed off her best posture!
I am no longer the same person I was before.
Although the confession ceremony was unfortunately ruined, I now have the energy stone as a sacrifice, and I have also thoughtfully carved it into the shape of a human's favorite ring for you.
Come and kneel down at my feet, Chen Xiao'er
The devil raised a confident smile and walked towards the girl he cared about most in the world.
Xinnaya licked her lips and reached for the ring box in her arms.
Haha, I can't wait to see you moved to tears! Even if you don't cry, you will still take it happily like a hamster, right?
No wonder people say online that they want to have pets. It’s quite fun to play with small animals occasionally.
She only had eyes for Chen Xiao'er, but as she walked, her vision suddenly went dark as a metal baseball bat came barreling towards her. Xinaya's emerald green pupils constricted, and just as her forehead had moved away, she was met with another vicious punch to the stomach.
What the hell! Lan, you can even use the clone technique in front of Chen Xiao'er?!
Xinnaya looked closely and saw that not only was Lan holding the baseball bat viciously, but there was also an apostle who was always doing bad things standing in front of Chen Xiao'er, in a defensive counterattack posture.
Damn it, why are you always here?
Xinnaya had no concept of door gods, but she vaguely knew that she had to defeat these two bastards before she could take Chen Xiao'er away. It was very troublesome.
Tsk, isn’t it just martial arts? Do you think I can’t learn it?
She stared at Lan and prepared to attack from the left, but as soon as she raised her foot, she was punched on the side of the face.
Hey, you two—she had just dodged the baseball bat when the apostle's foot suddenly kicked her in the waist.
What the hell?
Sinaya subconsciously activated the core, hoping to summon the demonic flames to burn these two unruly fellows. But the core did not respond to her expectations, only humming indifferently. The next second, Lan's bat was the target again.
The heavy blow pounded common sense back into the devil's head: Damn it, Chen Xiao'er was still watching! It was Guiling who was taking sides.
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
Two women as tall as her moved gracefully and neatly as if they were dancing. They hit the devil with their fists and baseball bats alternately, as if they were two good sisters making rice cakes together to celebrate the New Year.
Bang, bang.
During the half-minute beating, Xinaya learned the valuable experience of being a fragile human being.
First, don’t fight someone armed with weapons with your bare hands.
Second, don’t fight one against two when your strength is similar!
The rhythm of the beating knocked away the overflowing confidence generated by her absorbing excessive energy, and she returned to the real world.
The illusory Chen Xiao'er gradually solidified, and the devil once again felt the distance and - the target!
As long as you're around, I'll never be able to easily win in the game... Isn't that interesting?
Xinnaya suddenly opened her eyes, and a light flashed in her pupils: her combat talent allowed her intuition and skills to be continuously strengthened through practice.
At first, she could only passively defend, and gradually learned to use footwork to dodge the coordinated attacks from both sides. Although Lan and Ling were too powerful, she couldn't dodge every attack.
But this fragile human body is becoming more and more flexible, and every bit of progress is obvious.
A 100% victory is satisfying, but fighting against an opponent of equal strength is just—so much fun!
Xinnaya couldn't help but glance at Chen Xiao'er behind them, and a bright smile slowly spread across the corners of her mouth.
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