[R18] Quick Travel Survival Plan【H】 – “Quick Travel: Survival Plan [H]” Chapter 72 [English]

Extra: Lost she again

When Yun Yishu rushed back to the village, he happened to see the little girl wandering at the entrance of the village.

“Big brother!” The little girl also saw he, and her eyes lit up. However, after discovering that he was wearing different clothes, she swallowed back the words that came to her lips. When she touched the blood on he, she even took a step back in fear.

Yun Yishu frowned and stared at her sharply, “What do you want to say?”

The little girl was so frightened that her face turned pale. She could see the evil spirit on his body, but when she thought of her elder sister, she still mustered up the courage to say: “There is… a masked man… looking for my sister, but he disappeared… ”

Although the little girl’s voice was extremely soft and her words were unclear, Yun Yishu could guess the general outline of what was going on, and her expression was terrifyingly deep.

“Can’t you see something?” Yun Yishu got off his horse and approached the little girl, “Since you can see it, you can also feel it.”

The little girl blinked her big eyes and tried to calm herself down. The aura on his body was so dangerous that she had no time to think about how he knew that she could see it.

Suddenly an idea flashed in the little girl’s mind, “The person who took away my sister had purple energy on him!”

Yun Yishu paused slightly, then squatted down to look at her levelly, “Close your eyes and carefully feel the location of the purple energy.”

“Oh…” The little girl quickly closed her eyes.

Yun Yishu stretched out his index finger and touched the little girl’s eyebrows lightly, as if touching the calm lake surface, a circle of light swayed between the little girl’s eyebrows.

The little girl opened her eyes and said happily: “I feel it! In…”

Before he finished speaking, the man in front of him had already rode away on horseback.

The little girl curled her lips, thought about it, and decided to run to the temple by herself.

After the formation ended, Wang Yunshui lay motionless on the ground. Qizhu approached her and touched her forehead. After confirming that the body had become an empty shell, Qizhu smiled with satisfaction.

She turned around and was about to leave, but a figure blocked her way.

Qizhu frowned and looked at the person with an indifferent expression.

“She’s dead?” He just stared at Wang Yunshui’s body and asked in a low voice.

Qizhu didn’t hear what he said clearly, looked at him up and down, and asked uncertainly: “Who are you? Are you really the young master?”

Yun Yishu approached slowly, Qizhu was a little wary, but he ignored she and walked straight to Wang Yunshui’s body.

Everyone’s death is poignant and moving, but the way she died now was really not pretty, and her originally fair skin looked like it had been burned.

Finally, his eyes stopped on her wrist.

Nothing.

“Haha…” he chuckled, “I lost her again.”

Qizhu felt that something was wrong, so he kicked his feet and took several steps backwards.

Yun Yishu was holding a sword in his hand. The smile on his face was like a spring breeze, but the bloody tip of the sword made people feel frightened.

Qizhu reached out and touched her neck, and sure enough, she touched warm liquid. If she was one step too late, her head would be separated.

“You’re not Yun Yishu, who are you?” Qizhu’s expression was condensed.

The sky thundered again, black clouds sheltered from the sun, and blue-purple lightning flashed among them. The villagers in the remote village watched this scene with fear. The village chief knelt on the ground and shouted: “This is the anger of the gods!”

The little girl lay down in a tuft of grass outside the temple, covering her mouth and not daring to make a sound, trying to reduce her sense of presence. Although she didn’t know what happened, she felt that the temple was quite dangerous.

Suddenly, several thunder struck in the sky, and the little girl subconsciously held her head.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was no sound around, and the little girl quietly opened her eyes.

The dark clouds above my head have dispersed, and the temple is still there, as if everything just now was an illusion.

The little girl stood up, patted the dust on her body, and walked cautiously into the temple.

The Buddha statue was dim and dull, and all the people inside were gone.

The little girl looked left and right, nothing was abnormal, even her breath had disappeared without a trace.

The little girl scratched her head. Could it be that she was dreaming?

Huh?

The little girl’s eyes were attracted by a drop of water floating in front of the Buddha statue.

The little girl blinked, stretched out her finger curiously, and gently poked the water drop.

The water droplets dispersed after being poked like this, forming a mist. The little girl looked at it in confusion, and a picture suddenly flashed across the mist.

There seemed to be some voice in my ears, sad and sad, as if it was telling something.

The mist dissipated, and the little girl didn’t come back to her senses for a long time. She didn’t know how she got home later.

When the little girl’s mother saw her, she was so frightened that she put down what she was doing. She immediately ran over to pick her up and gently wiped away her tears, “Where did you go? You are crying like this. What kind of bastard bullied you? Mother, let him settle the score!”

The little girl raised her red and swollen eyes, looked at her mother’s worried expression, and asked confusedly: “Am I crying?”