Magic Punk

The two men looked at each other, their black eyes and red eyes reflecting each other.

Then Xiying laughed out loud and shook her head: I really wanted to tell you this story.

It should have been a very frustrating thing to be told to your face that you didn't believe your story, but there wasn't much frustration on Xiying's face.

But you don't believe it at all. It seems that I really don't have the talent to deceive people.

She said it naturally and easily.

Then can you tell me the real story? Xuan Yi asked.

Xiying shook her head decisively: No.

Just think that my story is true.

The girl said lightly and skillfully, and then continued to stare into Xuanyi's eyes: Although the story is false, many other things are still true.

I do need the phoenix remains in your hands. I am indeed the young leader of the Nihuang clan.

If you just leave like this, I will really die here. I won't lie to you. Although I won't die right away, I will still die slowly.

Xiying said, pointing to the red jade coffin on the ground that was split into two pieces by Xuanyi's knife: After all, you broke my bed.

Xuanyi sighed: But you can't rely on me because of this, right?

For some reason, Xuan Yi couldn't get angry no matter what, facing this beautiful and lazy girl.

Even though she was very serious about telling the story that was completely different from the history that Xuanyi knew, and she was determined to deceive herself, but the way she immediately admitted that the deception failed was cute.

And she's really good-looking and doesn't mean the slightest bit of harm.

The Phoenix Relic is in Xuanyi's hands. If she really wants it, she can come and take it at any time.

Because she said something, Xuan Yi also remembered it.

That means she is stronger than her brother, Xitian.

Xuanyi had really seen how powerful Xitian was, but the boy had no idea how powerful Xiying was in front of him, but he could imagine it.

The other party is sleeping in the deepest part of the Nihuang clan's underground palace. Whether it is a seal or something else, it shows that her status was extremely respected during her lifetime. And since Xiying claims to be Xitian's sister, she must be at least over a thousand years old now. .

The young man used his spiritual consciousness to sense the phoenix remains in the Black Iron Ring, and was somewhat thankful that he had placed this treasure in a relatively safe place as soon as possible.

No. Xiying shook her head: I won't rely on anyone. After all, this is the first time you and I have met, right.

Actually, I quite like you. After all, you are the first person to chat with me over the years. It is really a blessing to have someone to chat with.

The girl is cute, naive and lazy. She may have the most bright and beautiful face in the world, and she may have terrifying power that can be compared with Xitian, but she seems to be completely unable to feel it.

She considers herself and Xuanyi to be equals.

The young man paused for a moment, then looked at the other person: You said you are Xitian's sister, so can you lift the curse placed by Xitian?

Does the person you want to save have his curse on him? Xiying immediately reacted: It's a bit too much. Why did he put a curse on him?

The girl pursed her lips slightly and gritted her teeth as she spoke, her words serious and slightly cold.

He placed a curse on everyone with the same blood. The young man said, briefly introducing the birth process of the cursed blood: And it has lasted for more than a thousand years.

Xiying's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again: Sorry, I can't do this.

Xuanyi nodded, not too disappointed.

I'm leaving.

Xuan Yi said this and jumped off the ruby ​​bed.

I'm sorry, but I can only save the people around me.

Xiying looked at him: Even if I'm better looking and have a nobler status, can I bring you more benefits?

She can't bring me anything. Xuanyi nodded: But her name is Yaoyao.

That alone is enough.

Xiying sat there and smiled.

Then let's go.

“Walk through that door and you’ll be back where you came from.”

Xuanyi nodded, and then thought of the last question.

Where is this?

This is my mausoleum, the place where I was buried and sealed so that I could hide from the years and spend this long time. Xiying answered with a smile.

Of course, this is also my kingdom of God.

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When Xuanyi finally walked towards the door without looking back and disappeared there, Xiying lay down on the ruby ​​bed again, with her legs straightened and her white feet swaying gently.

I'm so reluctant to lose to her so cleanly. The girl's voice echoed in the empty hall, but now no one could hear it except her.

Of course, maybe it’s not that there’s no one.

Because besides her there is myself.

There's nothing to be unwilling to lose to yourself, right? A calm female voice rang from the side. Xiying looked up and saw a red-haired girl wearing a black cloak standing there. Her appearance was also unparalleled, but no matter her size or Their bodies are all one size smaller than mine.

But she is the Third Highness.

Because it's me, that's why I'm not willing to accept it. Xiying lay on the ruby ​​bed and said softly, turning her head.

After saying this, the girl raised her head and looked at His Highness: How does your new body feel?

Not so much, because I haven't used a body like this for a long time. His Highness the Third Prince's voice was so calm that there was almost only one steady line: I miss you a little, but there doesn't seem to be anything worth missing.

After all, the people who knew me back then, the people I knew, have all been buried in that long river of time.

By the way. His Highness the Third Highness looked up at Xiying: The story you made up is really bad.

I know it sucks! But among the stories I've read, this is already the darkest, twisted and exciting story. You have to know, isn't that what those who write novels do? Xiying said in a muffled voice.

That's right. Immediately afterwards, Xiying raised his head and looked at His Highness: Actually, I have thought about it, but I couldn't say it anyway.

If I tell him that I can not only lift the curse on Yaoyao, but I may also marry him. I can even make the entire Nihuang clan stand on his side and help him.

Will he leave behind the Phoenix?

He will. His Highness the Third Prince said softly.

Yes, he will. Xiying looked up at the ceiling above his head, where countless magnificent war scenes were painted.

I just knew he would, so I couldn't speak.

Because I couldn't tell him.

Yaoyao will never die.

As long as I am here, Yaoyao will not die.

But. A quiet and sad smile appeared on Xiying's lips.

The one who is going to die is me.