After Defeating Thirteen Male Protagonists

The city that Ying Xiaoxiao first entered was called Miancheng.

Although she had never entered through the gate, she still remembered the name.

She suddenly thought of Xie Man, the little boy full of evil thoughts she met when she first entered Miancheng.

His surname is Xie.

But this is only a small guess. After all, Miancheng is not a small city, and there are not many people named Xie in it, not necessarily the boy.

"Stretch out your hand again."

Huai Yin took out a snowflake-like thing that looked crystal clear.

Xie Yinghuan has been dead for many years. Because the corpse is different from ordinary ghosts, it belongs to the kind that can walk in the sun. The blood is still surging, but it is all dead blood. A sizzling burning sound.

Just like Ying Xiaoxiao is a poisonous flower, her blood and hair are all poisonous.

The white snowflake-like thing was dyed red by a drop of blood and handed over to Xie Yinghuan.

"This thing gets hot when you meet him."

"Thank you."

Huai Yin waved his hand and made a gesture of seeing off the guest.

"Deal, why thank you."

After leaving Huaiyin's residence, I felt that I had returned to the human world.

Only then did the magic beads emerge from the body of the ready-made clothes, and there was still some childishness on the face of the young man.

"Why does the place where this Taoist priest lives makes me feel so uncomfortable."

"There are thousands of people. If you are interested, I will tell you later."

The ready-made clothes held the hand of the magic beads, and the voice was soft.

Some people are not born bright and clear, nor are they born evil.

Ying Xiaoxiao felt that the **** light wave was stronger.

They set off for Miancheng.

Ying Xiaoxiao has come here many times, but she has never really entered through the gate once.

Miancheng is very large, with a lot of traffic, and the number of ghosts is also considerable.

The magic bead seems to be completely purified by the lotus seed into a spiritual thing, and it is very repellent for this kind of thing.

He usually doesn't come out very much, and after arriving in Miancheng, he doesn't say much. Occasionally, when he sees something to eat, he will come forward and ask him to buy ready-made clothes for him.

Ying Xiaoxiao followed the route in memory and took Xie Yinghuan there.

She used to go in from the backyard of other people's houses before, but this time she will look at the main entrance first.

The word 'Xie's House' was written on the door, maybe it really was.

They didn't go so deep, turned around at the door and left, waiting for dark.

After Xie Yinghuan came to Miancheng, his mind wandered for a long time.

It was a kind of emotion that was almost 'near-nostalgic', but it was inappropriate.

Ying Xiaoxiao took her to eat Jiuniang Yuanzi and pushed the bowl towards her.

Xie Yinghuan stared at her, causing her to touch her face with some doubts.

"Is there something on my face?"

Xie Yinghuan shook his head, scooped up a round ball from the celadon bowl with a spoon, blew it gently on his mouth, and fed it to Ying Xiaoxiao.

Ying Xiaoxiao happily accepted the feeding, ate Yuanzi into her mouth, and chewed it quietly, her cheeks agitated slightly because of her movements.

The blue silk of the girl in front of her had turned black like ink because of her blindness, and her hair was combed into a girly bun, and her face looked white and sweet.

Her body is full of her marks.

Whether it's hair accessories or clothing, Xie Yinghuan chose her, including those covered by clothing, which were also marked by Xie Yinghuan.

She sometimes doesn't know how to express her affection to Ying Xiaoxiao, and her words that are too straightforward will embarrass the taciturn General Xie.

This is only one reason, the more important thing is that Ying Xiaoxiao usually only needs one look from her to be happy.

Since he was embarrassed to say it, Xie Yinghuan did it by himself.

This restaurant is not small, and there are many people coming and going.

Beauty is always easy to attract attention. Even if Ying Xiaoxiao and Xie Yinghuan were sitting in the corner, someone noticed them.

Someone came to talk, but before he could speak, he was scared off by Xie Yinghuan's eyes.

There are also people who bite the bullet and then flee.

Ying Xiaoxiao thought it was quite funny, a bowl of fermented rice balls, and Xie Yinghuan, you and I shared each bite.

The ready-made clothes did not go all the way with them, and they dispersed when they came to Miancheng.

There are also exceptions, who were not scared away by Xie Yinghuan.

The person who came knocked on the table, saw Xie Yinghuan's eyes, and was only slightly stiff for a moment, then he naturally shook his fan and continued to speak.

"What, did you get what you want?"

The person who came here looked like a gentleman, and was shaking a folding fan with jade, but his whole body was full of ghosts. Who is Ming Lang, who is not half-human and half-ghost?

Ying Xiaoxiao nodded as a response, she swept across his face without showing anything strange.

Ming Lang's face was covered with powder and blindfolds, which seemed to her to be nothing, so she could see the bruises on that face, as if she had been beaten.

Ying Xiaosi thought of the Ghost King, and frowned slightly.

However, Xie Yinghuan should be careful and calm, because the person who came here has become bad, and the eyes of Ming Liang are even more bad.

Ming Lang's body froze, feeling the fierce and murderous aura coming towards his face, wrapped in a thick **** smell, like a knife turning over.

Such a heavy blood, I am afraid that someone who has killed tens of thousands of people can have such a deep hostility.

Ming Lang's heart has gone up to another level corresponding to the small evaluation. He was only a little monster at first, but he grew very terrifying in just a few days. It's only been a few months since we separated, and there is a very terrifying ghost beside him. I don't know how to use it. What kind of wicked way, can actually appear grandly in the blue sky and daytime.

"I don't mean anything else, I just happened to see it, just to reminisce."

He waved his hand clearly, expressing his kindness.

"How are your preparations for that event?"

"As usual, you can do it anytime, what, do you want to help me?"

Ming Lang didn't seem to care, he covered his lips with a fan, and there was a faint smile on his face.

"I still have things to do. As for yours... let's take a look first."

Ying Xiaoxiao still doesn't know if it is necessary for him to wade into the muddy water. It all depends on whether the ghost king will show some ill will towards Xie Yinghuan as written in the original story.

If he really has bad thoughts, then she has to do it.

"Waiting for news at any time."

Ming Lang opened the folding fan, shook it twice, and left gracefully.

When Ying Xiaoxiao was about to check out, she was told that it had already been settled.

"It turns out that the two girls are Ming Gongzi's friends."

"Is he famous?"

Ying Xiaoxiao looked towards the accountant and saw him nodding.

"Ming Gongzi is a hard-working man. Fortunately, God has the eyes to let him survive. He is a great man, and I have also received his grace, little old man."

Ying Xiao was noncommittal, afraid that it wasn't because the gods had eyes, so it was Li Gui who asked for help.

"Who is that?"

Xie Yinghuan asked.

"wack."

it's dark.

Ying Xiaoxiao and Xie Yinghuan concealed their figures and entered Xie's house. Xie Yinghuan was slightly nervous with the thing in his hand.

Ying Xiaoxiao walked to the small yard based on her memory. The yard was still overgrown with grass from a few months ago. The room was pitch-dark, but someone was there.

The closer he got, the brighter the thing in Xie Yinghuan's hand became.

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't know whether to rejoice or sigh.

She was glad that she had found it so quickly. Her hunch was correct, and she sighed that Xie Man was a miserable child.

Even if you don't understand what's going on, you know he's not doing well and may be abused.

Also, that's a dangerous child.

Perhaps the mind has become extremely dangerous day by day, but they will help him.

Xie Yinghuan would not ignore the bleak appearance of the only blood relative.

Ying Xiao raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The sound of knocking on the door was particularly clear in the silent night, and soon there was movement in the door.

Ying Xiaoxiao heard the sound of someone getting up from the bed, the sound was very slight, but it was obvious enough to her.

Someone was quietly sticking to the door, and there was no movement.

Ying Xiaoxiao thought that the child posted by the door must be on guard now. After all, according to his situation here, I am afraid no one will knock on the door.

"it's me."

Ying Xiaoxiao's voice was very low, but the person inside immediately opened the door.

Xie Man didn't know why the master who knew what he was thinking about had come back, but that didn't stop him from being excited.

The yard is very dark. Tonight, the clouds and mist cover the sky and the moon, and there is no light.

Xie Man couldn't see clearly, but he subconsciously felt that there was another person besides Ying Xiaoxiao who had been here at the beginning.

He was groping about to light the candle, but when he raised his hand, the candle lit up.

It was only at this moment that Xie Man saw the appearance of the other person, and with just one glance, he had a shocked expression.

"Looks like you know something."

The thing in Xie Yinghuan's hand disappeared like a snowflake when he saw Xie Man.

"Are you thank... Xie Yinghuan?"

Xie Man was a little stumped, feeling very unreal.

He quickly got under his bed, opened a brick with memory, and took out a box from it.

The box contained a yellowed and broken painting, which was the last painting that Ying Xiaoxiao and Xie Yinghuan once saw in the ability of water-loving beasts to pass through ancient times.

It may be that hundreds of years have passed, and the painting looks much older than it originally looked, and there are some traces of damage, and the face on it can be recognized.

Xie Yinghuan's eyes suddenly softened when he saw the picture scroll.

If you guessed correctly, this is probably passed down to his descendants by his younger brother as a family heirloom, but he just doesn't know what happened to become what it is now.

In the picture I saw, the descendants of my younger brother knelt on the ground before he died. It should be the clan with flourishing branches. Thinking of Huaiyin's words, Xie Yinghuan's heart tightened slightly.

"It turns out that you are not a legend, what Grandpa said is true, you are still alive!"

Xie Man said happily, but suddenly realized something.

Shouldn't be still alive, should be already dead.

The atmosphere was dull for a while.

"Do you know where they are buried?"

Xie Man nodded, there were a lot of things he wanted to ask for a while, he was looking forward to it and was afraid, and there was a kind of grievance that could not be explained clearly.

"Are we leaving now?"

Xie Yinghuan nodded.

Under Xie Man's guidance, they came to a mountain.

"Just up there."

Looking into the distance is Jun's house, full of pine and cypress mounds.