Ark of the Immortal

No one but her would knock on the door in this way.

Hearing Xi's curse words, although Nian felt more and more happy, there was still a slight apology on his face.

She also knew that this was not the time for pranks.

Although it is really nice to do some work in the name of business.

Seeing Xi Hua's sword stabbing her, although it didn't hit her, Xi still calmed down a little. Nian knew that at this time, Xi could have a formal conversation.

In fact, there is nothing that can be done. If Xi is really that easy to scream, Nian will not use this method.

Although there is a gap between Nian and Xi's power, it is not big.

Unlike his eldest sister, Nian didn't have the ability to directly find Xi's cave and drag her out.

If nothing happens, Xi will probably be immersed in her own world. It won't be until she has vented all her addiction to painting that she will raise her eyes to look at her surroundings.

Okay, okay, if you want to be beaten, I will fight with you next time.

Nian comes to Xi and wants to touch Xi.

Xi directly closed his fingers, and an ink shadow was drawn across it.

She was still a little angry.

But he couldn't beat him again and again, and in the end he might be blocked in front of his house and beaten.

So angry!

Xi gritted her teeth and waited for a while before she swallowed the breath.

There is ample time!

Tell me what's going on.

When her anger returned, Xi asked coldly.

That tone was almost like speaking to a stranger whom you didn't know at all.

Even worse than a stranger.

Nian laughed twice and pointed in another direction.

Look, over there.

Xi turned her head and looked at the two people on the other side.

His eyes were immediately attracted by the tall figure.

How could there be such a tall and strong warrior in this world?

Xi was slightly amazed when she saw Wengstein smiling brightly at her.

Just call me Onstein.

Xi nodded slightly to him, even though she said hello, she didn't even say her own name.

But when she laid her eyes on another person, her body immediately froze.

The right leg couldn't help but take a step back. But when she wanted to retreat again, she was blocked by Nian behind her.

Oh, don't be afraid of strangers. You're already croaking! You won't even say hello without being fussy!

Nian looked at Xi's panic with a happy face.

When I wanted to find her before, the way I didn't say anything was completely different from the way I was scared now.

Unexpectedly, Xi didn't say anything about returning to the New Year at all, but turned around directly, with eyes full of fear and panic.

She took the initiative to grab Nian's arm, her voice trembling as she spoke.

You...you brought him here?!

yes.

Nian nodded as expected.

He has something to ask you. After you finish asking here, you have to go find the eldest sister. It just so happens that we haven't seen each other for a long time, so we want to catch up on old times.

Xi stopped talking. She just held Nian's arm tightly and wouldn't let go. Her legs and feet were a little weak.

No matter how careless Nian was, he could tell something was wrong at this time.

Hey, what's wrong?

Nian took the initiative to hold Xi's body, which was about to fall to her knees, and there was also a little worry in her words.

You didn't deal with the demon species well, did you?

...

Xi bit her lip, almost bleeding.

The immortal didn't know what happened. He was about to come over and ask, but Nian stopped him with his eyes.

Please speak!

Nian is a little worried. Could it be that Xi was approached by the Abyss?

Turning her back to the undead man, Xi took a few deep breaths and slowly recovered. Only then could she stabilize her body and be able to speak a few words.

She looked at Nian with a tender look that could make people pity, and said.

Don't you...don't you always ask, which part of the memory I inherited?

Ah, yes.

Nian Gang responded and immediately reacted.

No...did you inherit this?!

Xi nodded, swallowed her saliva, and spoke with difficulty.

The memory of those three days and three nights when we were...dispersed.

The slender fingers that grabbed Nian's arm were almost embedded in Nian's flesh.

It's almost all here with me.

288. Si Suitai

Nian never expected that this would actually happen.

Indeed, being immortal is a hurdle for all of them. This is a fact that has to be admitted. Even for a heartless guy like Nian, he would subconsciously panic a little when he saw the undead.

This is an instinct that cannot be escaped. The reason is that before they split, they were caught by the undead and given a good education.

Most brothers and sisters only have a vague impression of that memory.

Just, I vaguely remember that I was beaten by someone, and I was beaten very badly. Remember that person's smell and appearance, and you must never provoke that person again in the future.

But how exactly that person hit me, I can't remember at all.

This is why Nian was a little afraid of the undead at first. But later on, I could still come to the undead man, chat with him, and even have the idea of ​​​​cooperating with the undead man.

But for Xi, the immortal is more than just an impression.

A large part of the memories she inherited were negative emotions.

These negative emotions have nothing to do with anger or sadness. It's just inextricably linked to one factor.

fear.

Therefore, Xi will like to be alone. Not willing to communicate with others, let alone deal with others.

The part of memory she inherited had an impact on her, and these memories shaped Xi's personal character.

Of course, just like what Nian said, over thousands of years, these fragments of their own experiences can completely change a person.

But what if she never thought about contacting the outside world and just lived in her own way?

Xi, in fact, is such a person.

The few reasons she is willing to contact the outside world are to see if there are any better works of art.

Besides, Xi would rather stay in her cave until death than come out and say a word to anyone.

Yes, she does have power and vision similar to that of a god, and she can also treat others like a superior.

But even though she has these special tools, she has never really walked in the world and been able to change her mind.

Therefore, Xi has never escaped from what she inherited.

So far, no flame-related elements have appeared in Xi's paintings.

She couldn't forget the three days and nights of being burned, and the feeling of being bombarded by weapons every time.

It was like using something to rub the flame into his body with all his strength.

Such fear will wrap and surround the evening. That's why she's afraid of firecrackers.

Nian would never have thought that it was not the sound of firecrackers that woke Xi up.

But the explosion and flashing fire represented by the huge noise will awaken the silent memories in Xi's mind.

Seeing Xi's complete inability to communicate, Nian had no choice but to do anything.

Xi's eyes were dull and her whole body was trembling. She didn't dare to look back or even look at the immortal. She just grabbed Nian's arms with both hands and pressed against her, trying to get a sense of security from her sister.

But even when she thought about the undead man standing behind her, she was so scared that she couldn't control her body.

this...

Before the undead man understood what was happening, he saw Nian winking at him.

It's okay, it's okay. Let's go back and have a good rest. It's okay.

As if coaxing a child, Nian supported Xi and turned around to walk towards the town.

Leaving the undead and Onstein where they were.

Looking at the backs of Nian and Xi, the undead man was silent for a while.

Then he turned to Wenstein and asked.

Am I scary?

Onstein shrugged his shoulders. He actually had a guess, but he couldn't be sure.

After all, Nian knows the immortals. From many of her actions, it is not difficult to find that Nian is afraid of the immortals.

Maybe her sister was also beaten by the undead?

Thinking of this, Wengstein was surprised to find that he seemed to be the only person who had not been beaten by the undead, and even had some fights with him.

If you do the math, even King Gwen was killed by the undead. His own record is truly outstanding among the others.

Feeling proud of himself, Wengstein spoke.

Don't worry, let's wait and see. Nian asked us to wait, so we'll just wait.

OK.

The immortal nodded helplessly and could only wait for Nian.

As the starry sky circulated, the undead and Onstein simply set up a bonfire on the spot, and the sword in the bonfire was temporarily replaced by the big sword on the undead's back.

After not returning for a long time, the undead and Wenstein could only chat casually here.

This place looks very much like when I came here before.

Wengstein looked at the small town under the cliff, which exuded warm lights, and he felt nostalgic.

At that time, there was no Originium technology. These people simply used Originium for heating or lighting.

Moreover, purification technology had not yet appeared at that time, and Source Stone was still a very dangerous thing for ordinary people.

Only a few big cities have people who can convert source stones into energy, and the methods are very crude.

What Onstein was talking about was the scene he saw when he traveled around hundreds of years ago.

The undead have always been very interested in this kind of history.

No way, there is nothing interesting to encounter during the journey. For him, collecting these detritus of ancient times is a good thing that allows him to rest and relax.

At that time, there was no Source Stone, technology?