"So, do you think... this is a good thing?" Ling Luoyu smiled and lowered his eyes: "Because he is different to me, then I have to accept this favor with gratitude?"

Xin'er shook her head unexpectedly: "If I were you, I wouldn't..."

"Why?"

This answer surprised Ling Luoyu.

"Because you have this qualification! You have the qualification to reject him!" Xin'er's eyes showed envy and looked at Ling Luoyu with a burning look: "If I had the cultivation level of you, I would not have fallen to this level now. I would have tried my best. As for whether it is life or death... it depends on my own fate!"

"Try to the death?" Ling Luoyu's smiling eyes became more and more interesting: "This sentence is a bit interesting..."

"But, I still recommend not to do that!" Xin'er's attitude was very strange.

"Why is this?"

"Because no matter whether you have the strength or not, you will not be your master's opponent... The facts are now in front of you. You are not his opponent. If you continue to fight with him, with your current strength, even if you fight to the death... I am afraid that the result will be just a death... Since that's the case, why not live well?"

Xin'er gently stroked her arm and pinched her vigorously.

"Miss Ling, if you live, then you still have hope. If you die...then everything will not exist!"

It’s better to live than to die!

If the girls here had a glance at Ling Luoyu, they would have died long ago!

"Miss Xin'er, what you said... is very realistic!" Ling Luoyu pulled back his hand calmly: "But, I don't understand. You will give it a try later, and then advise me not to force it... So, which one is your most real idea?"

“…I, I don’t know…”

Xin'er withdrew her gaze, which was extremely complicated.

"Sometimes, I think too beautifully, but the reality... is very different from what we think... For example..."

She looked at Xiapei with a slight look, her pupils shrank.

"I used to fantasize that one day I would wear this dress..."

Because she has such confidence and feels that she is the most favored among the women of Dark Fog.

For her, Xiapei is just a matter of time.

"But...you're now...it's you...it's up to you, should I hate you?"

Xin'er suddenly laughed, a little desolate and a little self-deprecating.

"You snatched away this honorary favor that should belong to me. I should hate you, hate you, and I wish you could die a good death... But strangely, I don't hate you!"

She lowered her eyes, sat in her knees, and unconsciously drew circles on the ground.

"I don't know why, maybe... it's because you and I look very imaginative, or maybe... it's because you, like me, are women who can't help themselves..."

"What's special about this shiba?" Ling Luoyu suddenly interrupted her: "After all, it's just a piece of clothing..."

"This is the queen's shipei, the supreme honor and favor..." Xin'er didn't understand why she looked down on such things: "With it, you are like having everything..."

"Everything?" A cold feeling faded from Ling Luoyu's eyes: "It's just everything a man gives you!"

“…”

"All your grace is given by others, and it is what your master has given you because he is in a good mood..."

“……”
Chapter completed!