Chapter 655

as expected!

Qing Ling's face was sunny when it went away, and cloudy when it returned.

"What should I do?" Qingling spread out her hands weakly, like a deflated balloon, and collapsed all of a sudden, "I don't know much about the technology, so I wanted to make do with it, but it didn't work."

The corners of Mu Ziling's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help laughing.

The little girl Qingling is really cute and silly.

It's just a pretense... Thanks to her, she figured it out.

Doesn't this mean that the key is missing a hole, and you want to open the door in a whimsical way?

What's more, this "key" is not just as simple as missing a hole, it doesn't match the number at all, okay?

If it wasn't for taking advantage of this embroidery to pass the time and calm down to find another way out, if it wasn't for Qing Ling's serious teaching, she would be embarrassed not to learn, and then she would have known Qing Ling's intentions, Mu Ziling would not touch anything That embroidery needle, followed her innocently and foolishly for a while.

Before entering the cave, Qingling would not care about how much time they wasted on the way, but now, she knows that Mu Ziling's body will not be able to drag on.

Looking at Mu Ziling who was getting weaker and weaker in front of her eyes, Qingling felt worried again. She was filled with righteous indignation, and suddenly her ambition was ignited: "No, I will embroider it no matter what, I must embroider it."

As she said that, Qingling picked up the needle and thread that had been messed up and began to fiddle with it.

Mu Zi was inspired to sigh Qingling's unstoppable will, and at the same time sighed helplessly: "Forget it, then it is definitely not an ordinary door that can casually make you a dead horse as a living horse doctor, haven't you tried it before?" ?”

This is a fact, an undeniable fact.

Qingling made a bitter face.

She knows her own embroidery skills well, not to mention cramming, even if she is given a lifetime of time, she will not be able to embroider the same embroidery as the copying picture.

She is good at wielding knives and guns, but she is not that good at embroidering grass and embroidery.

Recognizing this, Qingling was like an eggplant beaten by frost, tangled and worried: "Then what should we do now?"

Mu Ziling shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

She had been thinking of ways, but she just couldn't think of one that could be implemented.

Because compared to Qing Ling's thoughts of filling up numbers, her way of thinking is even worse, just as stupid and naive.

Now the door of Xiaoyaju is like a deadlock that hinders their progress, there is no other way to solve it except embroidery.

The two people who were at a loss, put on a comfortable posture, stared at the door of Xiaoyaju and sighed, their hearts were full of depression.

There was silence all around.

The fragrance of butterflies and flowers is peaceful and quiet.

Due to the influence of the body, under such an environment, Mu Ziling gradually felt drowsy again.

Just when her upper and lower eyelids were constantly fighting, and she could hardly bear to close them together——

suddenly!

As if aware of something, Mu Ziling frowned slightly, and the drowsy bug parasitic in her mind was suddenly driven away.

Seeing that Mu Ziling's expression was not right, Qing Ling looked nervous, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? Little Lingzi, is there something wrong with you—"

In the end, before the word "comfortable" came out of his mouth, Qing Ling frowned.

Something is wrong!

Mu Ziling and Qing Ling looked at each other with a tacit understanding.

Someone came from the moss corridor.

"It must be Yue Linglong." Qingling thought so at the first time.

Mu Ziling was also thinking about Yue Linglong, but she couldn't figure it out.

Before the two of them entered the cave, it was good that Yue Linglong hadn't come in yet, but with Yue Linglong's speed, it was far faster than Qingling carrying her oil bottle on her back, so if she came in, she should have rushed ahead of them , how come it is only now?

What she thought was that Yue Linglong came over, but Mu Ziling always felt that something was wrong.

Based on this inexplicable ailment, Mu Ziling felt uneasy again.

Regardless of whether the visitor was Yue Linglong or not, Mu Ziling and Qing Ling were all vigilant due to their instinctive guard against danger, and turned their gazes to the mossy tunnel where they came, waiting for the target to appear.

The changes in the corridor range from far to near.

Gradually, the sound became a rustling footsteps.

The footsteps were getting closer, but the rustling sound remained the same, very subtle and light.

Soon, the owner of the footsteps appeared.

It was a child about 1.12 meters tall, thin and small, wearing a red cloak, and the hat on the cloak looked a little too big on her head, as if hiding her appearance.

Whether it's clothing, body shape or height, she looks like the Little Red Riding Hood in a fairy tale, this is Mu Ziling's first impression of the visitor.

Little Red Riding Hood walked very fast, seemingly step by step down-to-earth, but if you look carefully, her steps are as fast and light as a superficial step.

"It's actually a child!" Qingling's eyes widened, a little surprised: "How could there be a child in such a place?"

Although the Little Red Riding Hood in front of me couldn't see her face, just looking at her clothes, she was so cute and silly that it was easy to lose defense and resistance.

But for a child who can appear alone in such a place, no one would think that this is a simple and cute child, on the contrary, he would be extremely frightened.

Mu Ziling's heart trembled slightly, and she reminded in a low voice: "Looking at her walking steps, she should know martial arts, so be careful."

"Well, and it's not weak." Qingling also saw it, and immediately she raised a little more vigilance, and quietly moved to Mu Ziling's side.

She didn't know who it was, nor did she know its purpose, but she only knew that no matter what the situation was, she would protect Little Lingzi's safety.

Little Red Riding Hood walked to the wooden monument in front of Xiaoyaju without anyone else present, looked at it for a while, and then went to take out an embroidery picture and embroidery tools.

During this process, her face was always hidden in the wide hat, so she couldn't see her appearance.

A little red figure dangled in front of the eyes, and the two who watched it quietly, not only failed to see a little cuteness from it, but also had a kind of weirdness that made people afraid to approach.

"Is that child a human or a ghost? It feels so scary." Qingling stared at Little Red Riding Hood for a moment, feeling a chill in her heart.

Mu Ziling's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "There are no ghosts in this world, it's just that people like to pretend to be ghosts."

At this time, Little Red Riding Hood had already walked up to them holding those embroidery tools.

"Sister, I want to go through that door, can you help me embroider this picture?" Little Red Riding Hood's voice was tender and innocent, which seemed to fit her image and figure very well.

Mingming Qingling sat next to Mu Ziling, and was also a little closer to Little Red Riding Hood, but Little Red Riding Hood passed Qing Ling and asked Mu Ziling for help directly, as if her purpose was clear.

As she spoke, she took out the dragon, flying and phoenix dance picture she had drawn from her bosom, and handed it to Mu Ziling.

Hearing Little Red Riding Hood's voice, Mu Ziling suddenly had a flash of familiarity, so fast that she could hardly catch it.

However, at the same time that familiarity flashed in Mu Ziling's mind, she caught a glimpse of the eyes hidden under the red hat from the corner of her eye, and suddenly a cold light flashed across.

That cold light was very cold, like the eyes of a falcon hiding in the darkness.

Because of this, Mu Ziling's complexion suddenly turned cold.

Her memory has always been very good, as long as she is someone she has met, unless she changes her face and voice, she can quickly remember both the sound and the face.

What's more, since she traveled through time, she has only come into contact with one or two children, and there is only one with a deep memory.

This child was what she had been looking for all along.

Mu Ziling didn't seem to see the picture of dragons, flying and phoenixes dancing close in front of her eyes, she moved her stiff legs and stood up.

Seeing that Mu Ziling was struggling to get up, Qing Ling quickly reached out to help her up.

Little Red Riding Hood maintained the gesture of handing over, seeing that Mu Ziling didn't move or make a sound, she said softly again: "Sister, is it okay?"

Qing Ling knew that it might not be good, she looked down at Little Red Riding Hood in front of her: "Little sister, you have found the wrong person, we won't—"

Before Qing Ling finished speaking, a sneer appeared on the corner of Mu Ziling's mouth, and he elongated the sound: "Don't come here, Ding—Ding—"

Hearing this, Qing Ling was still swallowing the words of refusal in her mouth, she said in amazement: "Xiao Lingzi, do you know her?"

But at this moment, it seemed that she didn't expect that when Mu Ziling spoke, it was in the way of an acquaintance whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and Little Red Riding Hood slowly put down the hand that had been raised all the time, and stood motionless.

After a long silence, Little Red Riding Hood pulled back the red hat that covered her head well, revealing a delicate and lovely child's face.

"I didn't expect you to recognize this, it's amazing." Ding Ding's voice was still immature, but there was also a maturity and sophistication that was completely inconsistent with her immaturity. She sized Mu Ziling up and down: "Mu Ziling , I haven't seen you for more than two years, why do you still look so weak and weak, I don't know if your luck will be as good this time as before."

After listening to the old-fashioned words of the little girl in front of him, Qing Ling was curious: "Xiao Lingzi, who is this child and what does she mean?"

"Can't you hear it?" Mu Ziling's beautiful eyes flashed with a smile that was not a smile, and explained with a smile: "A person who once threatened to kill me, but every time..."

Before Mu Ziling could finish speaking, she suddenly felt lighter.

In the blink of an eye, Qing Ling took her several meters away from Ding Ding.

Before Mu Ziling could react, the sound of Qing Ling drawing his sword could already be heard in his ears.

"..." Mu Ziling was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt that she was back to the girl who didn't know martial arts before, and was being played around casually.

It's just that now she is not at the mercy of others and has no ability to resist, but is unable to resist the attitude of those close to her who are caught off guard to protect her.

Seeing Qingling react so strongly, as if her life was more important than her own, Mu Ziling didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

There is no trace of curiosity in Qingling at this moment, she looked at Ding Ding with hostility and chilling expression: "Little sister, sister, I don't care what kind of hatred you have, but as long as you dare to touch her hair, I will I respect you!"