A night of partying.

Some people are drunk and gentle, some are leaning on the barbecue grill, and there are casual couples lying or lying around in several halls of the manor. Those who value privacy are resting alone in their rooms.

He Xiaoman, who had been meditating on "Little Ruyi" all night, slowly opened her eyes. After a night of spiritual cultivation, her energy and spirit seemed to be better than those of people who had slept for a full night. She was full of energy. The girl in the mirror... uh

, black and shiny.

Waiting at the door of the bedroom is the arrogant and arrogant son of the Emperor, Di Xi.

That's right, it's Di Xi.

If it weren't for the fact that some things were irreplaceable, this noble prince, who even wanted someone to do his washing, was actually setting breakfast for the person in the room with his own hands, and then waiting at the door for the beautiful lady to leave.

I have been waiting for more than an hour, and there is no trace of impatience or displeasure on this person's face.

When he heard the faint footsteps coming from inside, he even put on a proper smile.

"My noble princess, good morning."

The dining table is simply a hodgepodge of Chinese and Western dishes, with more than 20 kinds of staple dishes waiting for He Xiaoman.

These losers!

Looking at this person's eyes again, he expresses respect without fear, caring without flattery, and with this acting skill, he deserves to be able to stand up to her ancestor alone!

As He Xiaoman sat down, Di Xi also sat next to He Xiaoman, introducing the names, flavors and raw materials of the dishes one by one like a conscientious cook.

"You quickly settled into the role."

"That's it, that's it. When people are under the eaves, they have to lower their heads. If they forcefully raise their heads, they will hurt themselves and damage the house. Why bother!"

Every time he appears, this person has a different personality. Judging from the way he is attentive to me now, he is even more attentive to me than Feng Che was back then. Who can believe that this is a man who once fought for 300 rounds in a certain inn?

What about the person who once killed himself in some ocean world?

"Actually, if you are happy, I can die right now, I can die on my own terms, or I can even kill myself. You see, it is our damn fate. When I met you, I came here to die."

He Xiaoman almost laughed out of breath: "Then it's my turn to treat your tarsal gangrene that can never be cured?"

Di Xi rubbed her hands excitedly: "That couldn't be better."

He Xiaoman sneered: "It's a beautiful idea."

"No, I don't think I'll ever be as beautiful as you."

...Fuck off!

You call my dark and bright face beautiful?

As if he understood what He Xiaoman meant, Di Xi stared at her for a moment and then said seriously: "It's really beautiful. One day you will be like me and see the human spirit image directly."

He Xiaoman was startled.

Spiritual portrait? Portrait on the mourning hall?

"To put it simply, what ordinary people see is a flesh image, which is the appearance that floats on the surface. Even more powerful, people who have practiced elementary martial arts can see the bones of a person. When we are in the realm of Madman Qiu and I,

, you can directly see the person's spirit image, of course, the premise is that you have to condense the spirit image. For example, when we first met in that small inn, your spirit image was just a ball of blue mist, disappearing in the crowd."

"Now, your spirit statue is very beautiful."

He Xiaoman smiled. Being praised is always a pleasant thing, but the words he said may not make people happy: "I have been immune to rainbow farts for many years."

Di Xi couldn't help laughing, and you could tell that he was really laughing.

After a long while, he slowly said: "I haven't dared to laugh like this for many years."

He Xiaoman was startled and knew that he was talking about the soul poison that was embedded in the bone marrow. Qiuyan also had it. It seemed that Qiuyan's soul poison was called Blue Blood Shining Danqing.

It seemed that it had been many, many years since she first saw Qiu Yan vomiting blood.

"What I said is true. Your spirit statue is very clean. It can be seen that the madman has protected you very well, and you have a good character. That's why you have such a pure and clean spirit statue without any ties."

Only such a person is worthy of being the God of Waters.

He added silently in his mind.

He once longed to reach that position, but now he has become a little girl who is tens of thousands of years younger than him.

"Although I came here just to die, according to the information I got, you'd better not want me to die for now. There is probably an old friend in this barrier that you have never met before."

He Xiaoman was stunned again. What are these words? What species is this old friend he has never met before?

"It's meaningless to say too much. In short, my life is yours. You are welcome to take it at any time. In this world and even all the time before I have detoxified, as long as you need it, as long as I can do it, I can do anything."

After saying that, he actually winked at He Xiaoman.

In an instant, He Xiaoman felt that the status of the four oil kings was not guaranteed, and the one with the highest achievement might change hands.

Feng Che would sometimes tease her like this, but she didn't know if it was because He Xiaoman had died in the hands of this person. Facing this person's kindness, she always felt an inexplicable disgust, even if he showed his kindness again and again.

That's right, Di Xi is actually the sickly Chai Lingxun who was killed by Qiu Yan in Ocean World.

As expected, he came to die as promised, and he chose his identity just right. Not only did he repay his original promise of "one life is worth one life," but he also became a free boy in He Xiaoman's mission world.

If He Xiaoman wants to complete the mission, he only needs to say a word now, and the new tricks that Di Xi can die are breathtaking. Next, He Xiaoman only needs to protect the five doting sisters and do not die, and then he can complete the mission.

Previously, He Xiaoman originally planned to use the big sea snake to impersonate the Jiao tribe, kill Di Xi directly and then blame the Jiao tribe, so that the two races who had a grudge against Qixia would quarrel with each other, and she could fish in troubled waters and solve the Shark tribe's dilemma.

If the effect is better, she can even use the power of the Human Emperor to wear down the Sharman clan to the weakest of the three clans.

Genocide is impossible.

He Xiaoman knew that if she destroyed the Jiao Clan on the front foot, the Dragon Clan might come to kill the Sharman Royal Family and complete the unification of the entire Sea Clan world.

In the end, Di Xi just said: "Baby, I'm here to die."

He Xiaoman, who still remembers the dirty joke, thought at first that he had met a stinky gangster, and just as he was about to chop down a plate of vegetables and kill him, the man said again: "You see, I keep my word, and I came here specifically to die.

You are a villain and don't care about the mistakes of adults. Please forgive me for accidentally killing you last time."

Chai Lingxun!

He Xiaoman's heart was filled with thoughts of the sick man who was as thin as a bamboo, as cold as frost, and would cough whenever he had nothing to do.

"There are people from his universe in this realm. If you want to successfully complete the mission, it is best not to kill me now. If you must kill me, then I will do whatever you want."

So He Xiaoman followed Chai Lingxun and came back obediently.

She was not afraid of Chai Lingxun's schemes, because He Xiaoman did not sense any malice in this person's energy field.

Besides, she is no longer the Wu Xia Amon she used to be. Even if she cannot be beaten, she still has some ability to save her life.


Chapter completed!