The journey of a heroine starting from the Dragon Clan

Standing by the window, Mu Qingzhi frowned and looked at the scenery outside.

It seems that because the ship has sailed into a new sea area, the wind and sunshine are not as beautiful as the previous few days. In the past two days, the weather at sea has become worse day by day.

Although it was still noon, the sky outside was as gloomy as dusk, just like a sign before a heavy rainstorm was coming, and the sea surface was shaking uneasily.

She didn't usually get seasick, but because of the continuous and large shaking, even she felt a little nauseous.

In addition to the change in weather, the atmosphere on the ship seemed to have become weird. In the past, she could see the sailors working from time to time, but now, she couldn't see anyone for a long time.

...The people on the boat seemed to disappear one by one.

Not only that, starting from two days ago, her daily work of being studied has also been interrupted. Although she was told that there was a final test to be conducted, she has not been able to go out even once in the past two days. .

"How's it going? Have you seen Yakov and the others?"

After Mu Qingzhi came back from the window and approached her, Khorkina asked in a low voice.

"……No."

Glancing towards the ajar door, Mu Qingzhi shook her head after letting out a breath.

"But they are all mixed races, so they shouldn't be prone to trouble."

In the beginning, there was a female officer in her room who was keeping an eye on her. However, with the adoption of Yuan Zhisheng's brother and the research on her abilities, this monitoring became much more relaxed.

Like now, except for her, Khorkina and the two little kids, there was no one else in the room, but there were still two people guarding the door with guns.

"Don't think about those things and have a good rest."

After squinting her eyes slightly and looking out the door, Mu Qingzhi reached out and patted Khorkina on the shoulder.

"Believe me, we..."

——A sudden cry interrupted her words.

When Mu Qingzhi and Khorkina turned to look at the source of the crying, they saw Junova looking at them with an embarrassed look on her face.

"...Pull it."

"Which one?"

Subconsciously covering her nose with her hand, Mu Qingzhi looked at the two small figures on the bed.

"……Together."

Junova facepalmed.

"One pulls first, then the other follows."

"..."

...As expected of a brother! !

"Ah, I suddenly felt a little seasick, so I'll leave it to you."

Very decisively, after reaching out and patting Khorkina's shoulder to express comfort, Mu Qingzhi fell down without hesitation.

...Changing diapers and wiping the butts of these two brothers?

It's quite a beautiful thing to think about. The boat is so bumpy and swaying. If it suddenly comes to them while changing their diapers, just thinking about it is something that life cannot bear... Anyway, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. .

Khorkina: "..."

It turns out that taking care of children is indeed a hard job, especially with two children under one year old.

Because they were still young and had a strong bloodline, during the ten days they took care of each other, there were actually many incidents of word spirits going berserk.

Yuan Zhisheng's royal power was fine. Even if he went berserk, he would only lie on the bed or the ground for a while. Although Mu Qingzhi couldn't understand why the other party had to stand up and put on a special pose every time, which hurt everyone. Every time she would fall down and cry loudly, she would need to be coaxed by Junova and the others... but at least it was more worry-free.

After all, Yuan Zhisheng is very easy to coax, and Junova can make each other laugh by making random faces, and she gradually got used to it...

The one who is really difficult to deal with is Yuan Zongnu.

Unlike his brother, Yuan Jingnu's Word Spirit is [Dream Tapir], a legendary mind-controlling Word Spirit. Once caught, it is difficult for people in the field to free themselves from nightmares... even if he realizes that it is just a dream. .

Although Yuan Jiao'er is still young, this word spirit cannot exert a strong effect, but a word spirit that can drag people into dreams anytime and anywhere is scary enough.

What's more important is that the person who controls this spirit is a child who has no sense of right and wrong. He not only makes them have nightmares, but also often goes into their nightmares to cause trouble.

During those few days, she and Khorkina had dark circles under their eyes...

…Then after Mu Qingzhi’s suggestion, they decided to beat Yuan Jingnu every time she had a nightmare.

His brother always cried every time he acted violently. How could the other person, who was his younger brother, lag behind his elder brother? Crying together makes us brothers.

——This is definitely not Mu Qingzhi’s deliberate revenge.

All in all, taking care of children is indeed a very tiring task.

…………………………………………

At one o'clock in the morning, amid the sound of heavy rain outside and the shaking of the ship's hull, Mu Qingzhi opened her eyes on the bed.

The heavy rain started during dinner and has not stopped until now. On the contrary, it is getting heavier and heavier. White lightning flashes across the sky from time to time, and thunder roars continuously.

But in such an extremely noisy situation, Mu Qingzhi felt that the surroundings were surprisingly quiet. The door to the room was still ajar, the lights outside the door flickered and flickered, and two figures holding guns were vaguely visible guarding the door.

Under the cover of the heavy rain and thunder, Mu Qingzhi quietly sat up from the bed, and then moved towards Khorkina and the others.

Like her, the two of them had also been awake. When they saw her touching her, their faces were full of nervousness.

"Do you really want to take action? I always feel..."

"If I don't act tonight, I might be fine, but you two will definitely die miserably."

While greeting the two of them to get up quickly, Mu Qingzhi turned her head and looked in the direction of the door.

"Let's go, hurry up, let's rescue Yakov and the others."

"Wait, your voice is too loud, now..."

"Don't worry, it's okay. Do you think there is anyone guarding the door now?"

Looking at Khorkina and Zhunova who were gesturing desperately towards her with nervous faces, Mu Qingzhi sighed helplessly.

"The hull of the ship was shaking so violently in the heavy rain, but did you see the shadows of the two men holding guns at the door move at all? This ship has stopped."

As he spoke, Mu Qingzhi strode towards the door, and then pushed the door open.

With the movements of her hands, the two paper figures made of white paper fell to the ground. Even the gun was made of paper.

Turning to look at Khorkina and the others, Mu Qingzhi had an expressionless face.

"The people on this boat have left long ago."