The little junior sister was born rebellious, and the whole sect was led away

Chapter 12 A dilapidated village?Xihua tribe
Ning Ning fell into the colorful flowers that stretched thousands of miles, and the fragrant fragrance infected her from beginning to end.

At that moment, Ning Ning forgot the pain caused by the restriction and rejoiced from the bottom of her heart. This sea of ​​flowers, even the bright sun above her head, was so lovely.

Brushing the delicate flower heart with both hands, the pale pollen shyly stains the fingers, bravely embarking on a new journey.

Suddenly, the smile as bright as the morning sun disappeared from Ning Ning's face, and she held her face in horror. It's over. Where did the little junior brother go?

"Little junior brother, little junior brother." Ning Ning ignored her face stained by pollen and waded through the sea of ​​flowers, looking for Shaojiu aimlessly, for fear that he would be teleported to other places.

Just now, Shaojiu blocked the purple thunder and lightning in the whirlpool to protect her, but now she can't get hurt again.

Standing alone on the edge of the cliff, Shaojiu's clothes were flying, and he was looking into the distance intently. His dark eyes were covered with blood, and his eyes were painful and complicated.

Ning Ning's heart moved slightly, and she walked to his side and saw the village with a few smokes below. She shook Shaojiu in surprise, "Junior brother, there is a village, why don't you enter the village..."

Tears shining in the sun interrupted Ning Ning's words. She pursed her lips worriedly, "Junior brother, if you don't want to, let's look around and maybe we can find a way out."

Heartbreaking pain tore through Shaojiu. He abandoned his armor and hugged Ningning, burying his whole face into her neck. The screams in his chest echoed through the sky. At this moment, he... was just a "coward" who was timid in his hometown. ".

"Fellow Immortal, what happened?" The constant question over the years hit Shaojiu's Achilles' heel. His eyes were moist and his body was as stiff as a rock. It took him a long time to dare to raise his head.

"It's okay." Even though Shaojiu pretended to be calm, the turbulent emotions in his eyes revealed his uneasiness.

When her eyes touched the man's smiling face, Shaojiu looked away in panic. The man gave a few honest hey's and invited her warmly: "Our village is down there, why don't you go into the village... Don't worry, I have no ill intentions."

"Is that okay?" Ning Ning suppressed her excitement, glanced at Shaojiu who was silent, and declined politely against her will, "Thank you for your kindness, I won't bother you..."

"It doesn't matter, let's go!" The man crossed Ning Ning, took Shaojiu's arm and walked towards the village, introducing him enthusiastically: "Although the village is remote, the people are simple, men farm and women weave, it's very comfortable..."

Seeing that Shaojiu didn't struggle and stared at the man with sad eyes, Ning Ning raised her eyebrows slightly and secretly wondered why he showed such a sad expression.
When they first entered the village, men, women, old and young warmly welcomed their arrival.

"My dear girl, I'm staying at grandma's house today." The kind-hearted old woman held Ning Ning's hand, and her rough palm was warm and hot. "Qi Feng, go back and coax your wife, don't lose your temper, understand?"

"Grandma, how dare I?" Qifeng Hanhan, who led them into the village, scratched his head, his dark face full of happiness, "Grandma, I will deliver food tonight." After saying that, Saya ran away.

"This child." The old woman couldn't stop Qifeng's enthusiasm. She laughed and cursed, and led them to the wooden house. "My dear girl, you live in this room, and the young man lives in the room next to the stove."

"Hey, thank you grandma."

Watching the old woman stagger away, Ning Ning took a cursory look, bumped Shaojiu's shoulder, and lowered her voice, "Junior brother, is there any problem?"

"Little Junior Brother?"

Looking at the ignorant Ning Ning, Shaojiu was speechless and covered his eyes tiredly, "It's okay, let's rest first." He turned and left, leaving a confused Ning Ning behind.

No, did he take dynamite?Why are you so angry?

Ning Ning held back an evil fire and violently opened the door curtain, making a clanging sound with her footsteps.After entering the room, she pulled the quilt and wrapped herself in it. She looked as angry as an inflated pufferfish.

During dinner in the evening, Ning Ning was so angry that she lay on the bed without eating and refused to let Shaojiu in.

The moon was on the branches, and the cool night wind blew through the cracks in the window, extinguishing the candles on the table.

There was a tinkling sound from the kitchen. Ning Ning bit into a roasted sweet potato, stiffened her body, and listened to what was going on outside.After a while, apart from the rustle of the wind blowing against the window, there was only the sound of footsteps approaching and far away.

She tiptoed and pushed open the window, and unexpectedly came face to face with the old woman, who was so frightened that she dared not speak out.

Just as he was about to speak, the old woman walked forward with dull eyes. She gnawed on the fragrant roasted red wine and followed without hesitation, blending into the large army of villagers and arriving at a simple temple.

With a few pops, the villagers fell to their knees, and she hurriedly squatted down so that she would not be too conspicuous.

Everyone bowed to the temple devoutly, with a level of piety comparable to that of a cult organization, which made Ning Ning feel terrified.

When she turned around, she almost came into close contact with the old woman, and took a few steps back with a pale face.

Now, she didn't dare to move.

After watching the villagers worshiping the temple for a long time, they dragged their exhausted bodies back to their houses at dawn.

"Senior sister, are you awake?" Shaojiu opened the door with a bowl of meat porridge, and walked quietly to the bed. Seeing the huge dark circles under Ning Ning's eyes, she couldn't help but become suspicious. He went out last night. , she was sleeping soundly, why did she still look like she couldn't wake up?
"Don't make any noise." Ning Ning pulled the quilt to cover her face and quietly opened her eyes under the quilt. Physiological tears flowed from her sour eyes. She struggled for a long time to hide the weird things last night, thinking about seeing them again tonight.

Shaojiu sighed and patted the bulging quilt, "Senior sister, put the meat porridge on the table. Eat it when you are hungry."

Ningning didn't say anything until Shaojiu went out. She turned over in the quilt and went to catch up on her sleep.

Dark night came as promised, and Ning Ning was so skillful that she climbed through the window to follow the old woman. It was not easy to sneak into the large group of villagers.

Seeing the scene from the previous night repeating, Ning Ning's hair stood on end and she calmed down. She flexibly passed through the villagers and sneaked into the temple.

Countless vines are intertwined in the temple, and streams of spiritual power travel along the vines, as if the temple is the heart and the vines are meridians.

The strange scene made Ning Ning shudder.

Suddenly, a slender vine wrapped around Ning Ning's ankle and slowly dragged it into the thick root system.

Ning Ning was so desperate that she wailed in her heart.

Scenes appeared in front of him, fragmented like the memories of many people put together.

The remaining souls integrated into the divine consciousness resonated.

The field of vision suddenly changed. The sea of ​​flowers was still beautiful, but the village had undergone earth-shaking changes. The wild and interesting houses were piled up layer by layer, vivid and energetic.

Slowly walking into the village, I saw Qifeng and the old woman using their strong spiritual power to set up a magic circle.

Qi Feng: "Grandma, will God Xuanyou come?"

"Yes." The old woman stroked Qifeng's head lovingly and looked to the sky with fascination, "The Xihua tribe is God's most beloved people and the most devout believers of God. God will not abandon Xihua. clan."

"Grandma, look what I brought with me?" A bright voice broke through the darkness, shining gently on every inch of the earth.

Ning Ning suddenly looked back, and saw a woman in a blood-red war robe carrying a brocade box, walking against the light. Her face shrouded in divine light could not be seen clearly, except for the familiar flower between her eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)