"How is that possible?" Jiang Xiao shook his head decisively: "It's just an ordinary friend."

"Is that so? Ordinary friend, why do you care so much about her?" Xinyun gently pushed Jiang Xiao with her elbow, smiling sneer: "Or... do you have any inappropriate thoughts about her? Well... you know, I am a priest. So if you have any ideas, I can use spiritual pressure to help you! Or give her a print or something~ Well, how about it~"

Jiang Xiao was just smiling bitterly, but after hearing Xinyun's last words, his face suddenly became cold, and he looked at Xinyun like ice.

"You... why are you suddenly holding your face?" Xinyun was startled by Jiang Xiao's sudden change of face: "Hey, why are you doing? I'm not kind enough to help you! Come on, laugh! Be obedient, Jiang Xiao~"

"Do you think it's interesting to take advantage of this innate difference in rank without restraint?"

Jiang Xiao's face was still as cold as frost. When he looked at Xinyun's eyes, the original friendship was wiped out, leaving only anger: "Do you think that as a priest, you can control the rank lower than yours at will!"

"This...what's wrong? I really have good intentions... Besides, this is...this is the instinct left by Neanderth's ancestors..." Xinyun felt guilty for the first time in her life. For some reason, in the face of Jiang Xiao's anger, she felt scared for the first time in her life.

Even when facing the extraordinary talent and ability of Kuoyan before, Xinyun didn't feel any fear at all when her life was at its critical moment, but now, she even stuttered on her words.

What happened to me...

"Is that! Is this your reason?" Jiang Xiao's anger did not dissipate slightly because of Xinyun's expression: "Instinct? Instinct? Everything is instinct? Then I ask you, if there is another higher rank than your priest, are you willing to be controlled by him with spiritual pressure like this?! Do you want to hear him and say to others like a servant or slave, and use spiritual pressure to help others and satisfy his unjust thoughts about you! Answer me!"

Jiang Xiao's series of angry words made Xinyun stunned. After a long time, he stuttered: "I...I haven't thought about this kind of problem... and... the priest is the highest rank!"

"I haven't thought about it before, then think about it!" Jiang Xiao snorted coldly, stood up from the sofa, and was about to walk into his house. At the same time, the door of the house also opened.

Luan Lang walked into the house, carrying a lot of steaming food in his hand, but his face was as cold as Jiang Xiao.

"Jiang Xiao, how dare you disrespect the Lord?"

Luan Ring threw it lightly, and the pile of food fell steadily on the dining table several meters away from him. Then he strode towards Jiang Xiao and stood in front of him: "Apologize to the Lord!"

Just now, when Jiang Xiao and Xinyun were talking to Luanrong, he could naturally hear clearly outside the door. He was Xinyun's housekeeper and driver, and had also received Xinyun's annotation, so he naturally could not remain indifferent.

"Apology?" A sense of injustice suddenly rose in Jiang Xiao's heart: "Ruanling, do you know who I am talking to!"

"I don't care who you are talking to, but no one can speak to my Lord in this tone before my Ranling." Ranling's eyes were as firm as rocks and as cold as ice: "Apologize to the Lord, otherwise I will let you know what regret means."

"Is that so? Then come!" Although Jiang Xiao knew that he was only half awakened and could not beat the chaos in front of him, he had already left this kind of thing behind him.

What he angry and hate is the rank of ranks that the awakened ones inherited from the Neanderthals and were engraved in his blood.

But now those who stand up to maintain this damn thing are bound by this rank!

——I am speaking for you, but you are still standing on your master’s side?!

Jiang Xiao's fists were already clattering. No matter how much stronger Luanling was than him, he no longer cared about it. As long as Luanling planned to take action, Jiang Xiao's fist would swing towards his nose the next moment.

As for the result, whether he will die, Jiang Xiao has long put it aside.

"Spread the soil!"

Xinyun on the sofa behind her cried. Luang, who was already full of murderous aura, heard her call, and immediately turned his head and his face returned to calm: "Yes, Lord, please give me instructions."

"There is nothing to do with you here. Go back to your room to rest. Jiang Xiao has no ill intentions towards me, you don't have to care." Xinyun waved her hand with a pale face, her voice a little hoarse.

"...Yes." Luan Ling could not disobey Xinyun's orders, bowed and nodded, turned around, took out two burgers and a cup of drinks from the bag on the dining table, and placed them neatly on the coffee table in front of Xinyun: "On the master, there is no food suitable for buying nearby, so I can only put it down simply." Then he turned around and walked towards a room.

But at the last moment before closing the door, Jiang Xiao still felt a pause in his straggling steps and looked at him deeply.

"Did you see it? This is what you call instinct?" Jiang Xiao did not appreciate his help because of Xinyun, but still looked cold: "The low-rank awakened person who has not received the seal will bear the spiritual pressure of the priests. The low-rank awakened person who has accepted the seal cannot disobey any wishes of the superiors. Do you really think this is fair? Just because you are standing on the priest's rank?!"

"Yes...but this was not my choice! After I woke up, I realized that I was born to be a priest!" Xinyun shouted aggrievedly.

"Yes. It is precisely because of this kind of thing that you can't change with acquired efforts that makes me feel so disgusting!" Jiang Xiao burst out with the anger he had been holding back over the past few days: "After you awakening, you find that you are the blood of the priest, so you are very comfortable, enjoyable, and used to it. But this shows that all this is what you deserve, what they deserve! If you are not a priest, but a warrior, craftsman or civilian, can you be so at ease and willing to accept all this!"

"But... everyone accepted it!" Xinyun's eyes turned red: "Why do you blame me alone? Look at it yourself! Who is the awakened person you have come into contact with is not so calm about facing reality!"

"I don't care about others. At least, I can't accept it!" Jiang Xiao said sternly: "I'm very glad that I have always been in a semi-awakened state and there is no need to be forcibly bound by your Gan Zhiruosu's blood source! If the price of full awakening is that this kind of thing is branded in my brain and even the willingness to resist disappears, I would rather stay as I am now for the rest of my life!"

After saying that, Jiang Xiao turned around and walked towards his door.

Xinyun grabbed a pillow on the sofa and kept her head in it and burst into tears. She could only hear a heavy slamming of the door behind her.

She didn't understand why Jiang Xiao was so dissatisfied with such a natural and natural thing, and even got so angry with her.

She didn't understand why she cared so much about Jiang Xiao's thoughts. Why did she feel panic when she saw his angry expression and didn't even know how to deal with it.

"I...I won't really fall in love with him..."

"But... it's impossible! I've just met him, and it's only less than twenty-four hours!"

"This guy... has never obeyed me, and he never had the identity of me as a priest in his eyes... But why, I always want to talk to him, always want to tease him, always want to be touched by him, and be so nervous when I see him angry?"

Xinyun kept muttering to herself to the pillow, and tears wet a large area on the pillow.

Jiang Xiao lay on the bed in his room, holding the back of his head with both hands and looking at the ceiling, and his heart was in chaos.

He was also wondering why he was so angry about Xinyun.

Xinyun is right, this is blood source, instinct, something buried in genes, and no one can fight against it.

It’s like eating when you’re hungry, drinking water when you’re thirsty, and bleeding when your skin is broken. It’s a natural phenomenon of life.

Although he is a priest, Xinyun is just a little girl. Although he has never asked Xinyun's age, he will not look more than fourteen years old at most.

This kind of responsibility should not be borne by Xinyun.

But Jiang Xiao's anger just now rushed to his mind and wiped out all his reason.

It seems that from the beginning, every time Jiang Xiao thinks of this division of rank contained in Neanderth's bloodline, he will feel an uncontrollable disgust and hatred.

It seems... has gone beyond the normal category of reason.

This is...why?

I and Xinyun are still companions now, and will go to Lake Baikal together to find the seed. But now, I cursed Xinyun...

How should we get along in the next days?

Jiang Xiao's mind was messy, and countless thoughts were repeatedly entangled. Just as he was thinking about whether to go out of the room and relieve the awkward atmosphere with Xinyun, the door was knocked twice.

Jiang Xiao hesitated for a moment, turned over and got out of bed and opened the door. What stood outside the door was the heart charm of tears that had not yet dried out, and his eyes were still red.

In her hands, she was holding two burgers and a cup of Coke.

"Since you got up, you haven't eaten yet... I'm afraid... it won't taste good if it's cold..." Xinyun's voice was still a little choked, but she was still suppressing her strength: "You eat something first."
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