Chapter 291 Krisa's Carelessness
Chapter 291 Krisa's Carelessness
Yanshan City on a winter night.
It has a very strange landscape.
Neon lights and the bright moon shine, the supernatural and technology coexist, and in this modern city where light and shadow interweave, the figures of supernatural people often shuttle back and forth.
Or flying with a sword.
Or riding a monster.
Otherwise, they would fly over the eaves and walls of high-rise buildings with a light posture.
The colorful neon lights illuminate the city in the snowy night, outlining the outline of the city. Pedestrians are hurrying by, and cars are flowing, forming a series of colorful landscape lines.
In that chill tranquility.
Xu Xi could still faintly hear the witch's gentle breathing behind him.
In the silent night, the witch's breathing was gentle and continuous, blending into the night and flowing quietly.
Very quiet.
Very cute too.
At this moment, Xu Xi suddenly recalled that since the end of the second simulation, he and the witch had rarely been alone in the same room like this.
On the one hand, it was because Krisa was becoming more and more reliable.
No longer needs Xu Xi's guidance.
On the other hand, many systems in the real world do not have any life span restrictions and do not require Krisha's constant attention.
"Teacher, please have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."
Maybe it's when I recall the past.
The thoughtful witch fetched tea from somewhere, placed a tray on the bottom of the cup, and handed it steadily to Xu Xi.
The water surface was slightly shaking, with ripples, and the overall color was bright red.
It is a dragon blood tea with both good taste and aroma.
"Thanks, Krisa."
Xu Xi took the cup and thanked the girl out of habit, while taking a sip of tea. Hmm, it was a familiar taste.
Rich yet fresh.
Top quality.
"Good tea," Xu Xi said softly, feeling that the dragon blood tea he grew was much more delicious than the Chaka in the magical world.
He still remembers the expensive price of one gold coin per cup.
call--
call--
The wind outside became stronger.
The dark sky was in chaos, the old windows were clattering, and from time to time, a little cold wind passed through the gaps and swirled in the empty old house.
But the loyal witch will not allow any factors that affect the Xu system to exist.
Lift your fingers slightly.
Under the moonlight, the cold and desolate wind dissipated on its own, disappearing along with the drifting snow, dispersing silently and quietly.
"..."
The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the watery light covering the surface of the eyeballs further highlighted the calmness and indifference in the hazy light.
Anything that affects the system.
There is no way to escape the capture of those eyes.
"Krisha, don't be so serious. You should sit down."
Xu Xi laughed a little.
However, Krisha was unwilling to do so.
She stood beside Xu Xi with an expressionless face, holding a tray in one hand and a water bottle in the other.
There is an indescribable seriousness.
What are you doing?
Krisa's answer was simple. She was waiting for Xu Xi to finish his tea and then refilled him with new hot tea.
Calm and simple.
Just like in the magical world, the witch serves the Xu system meticulously and conscientiously in the way she believes is useful to the Xu system.
This is the follow-up of "Dark Shadow".
It is also the spreading of the wings of the "bird in the cage".
Not a constraint.
This is the freedom that belongs only to witches.
"Well... thank you for your help, Krishna," Xu Xi handed over the empty cup and subconsciously met those beautiful eyes.
Noble gold, silent black, and weeping red.
Three-color eyes.
Symbolizes the three transformations of the witch.
"Now that I think about it, the simulated experience in the magic world is really tortuous," Xu Xi sighed.
Just then, something unexpected happened.
The witch took the empty cup and was about to pour new tea into it, but her hand accidentally slipped and the kettle in her hand fell to the ground.
All the tea inside poured out.
With the sound of collision.
There was also some water flowing, soaking the witch's dress and forming water droplets on her long gray-silver hair.
"I'm sorry, Mentor..."
Krisa stood there quietly, with drops of water flowing down her hair and dripping onto the ground.
She apologized.
His expression was dazed and his body was soaking wet.
At my feet was a spinning kettle, spinning and turning until it came to a stop.
"It's okay, Krisa."
Xu Xi's expression was surprised at first, but then softened. He gently comforted the witch: "There's nothing to apologize for. It's just a small matter."
There is no blame or censure.
There is no point in that kind of thing.
With the help of magic, the chaotic scene of the overturned kettle was quickly cleared up.
As for the wetness on the witch's body, Xu Xi used the wind and fire compound magic, that is, his own hair dryer technique, to help the witch dry her wet hair.
Krisha was very good and remained still.
The warm wind blew my hair into a flutter.
Revealing a delicate face.
Neither happy nor sad, expressionless, yet filled with inexplicable richness.
While blow-drying Krisa's hair, Xu Xi had some hallucinations. The grown-up Krisa in front of him was overlapping with her fragile childhood appearance.
"Any questions, Mentor?"
Krisha asked.
She noticed that Xu's movements were slow.
"It's okay," Xu Xi smiled and shook his head, and continued to use fire magic and wind magic to blow the girl's hair clean without leaving any water marks.
"I just suddenly remembered the time when I first met you, Chrisa."
"Time really flies by."
Xu Xi's tone was full of emotion.
Krisha used to be thin and looked depressed, as if she would die at any time.
That miserable look is still deeply imprinted in Xu Xi's mind.
And now.
The girl has grown up.
It has grown to a point that may surprise you.
Are you happy? I am very happy indeed.
Are you sighing? I am indeed sighing.
But more than that, there is a kind of relief. Seeing the girl he once knew grow up, Xu Xi feels happier in his heart than seeing himself become stronger.
From learning magic at the beginning, to awakening power, and taking care of the garden on his own.
Every transformation of Krishna.
Xu Xi saw it all.
The poor girl who was once skinny has long grown into a reliable adult with great strength and no longer needs Xu Xi to worry about her.
"Okay, Krisa, you can get up now."
After blow-drying the girl's hair, Xu Xi released his hands.
The witch stood up.
The long gray-silver hair falls down.
The moonlight caresses my hair, gathering into a gorgeous silver waterfall and emitting starlight at the ends of my hair.
"Thank you, mentor," Krisa said, thanking Xu Xi politely, but her expression was unnatural.
On the chest, there are glittering dark blue waves, which are the reflections of the sea blue necklace.
Very turbulent.
Very intense.
Ups and downs.
Like a child who has done something wrong secretly.
However, Krisa is so good and obedient, how could she do something wrong?