deadly mantra

Chapter 169 I am Yan Xiu
There was a slight smile on Shui Qingchen's handsome face, and his tall and straight figure exuded a frosty arrogance.

He glanced at Mo Jiudi, calm and cold:

"Now, let me give you three chances."

He smiled elegantly, with a heroic look on his brows, and said calmly:
"Do you know why you fail again and again?"

Mo Jiudi's face was extremely ugly, and he lowered his face gloomily. His dark phoenix eyes were burning like fire, and his magnetic voice was full of sarcasm:

"Because you two are in love?"

Shui Qingchen shook his head and said:
"I will try my best to fulfill Mr. Tomer's good wishes."

Mo Jiudi's thick eyebrows twitched, and this time he was really annoyed:
"Why?!"

Shui Qingchen smiled, imitated Mo Jiudi's tone, and said:

"Hey~ there are still two chances, don't worry, we have plenty of time to discuss this issue."

Mo Jiudi stared at him and clicked his tongue. He was stunned for a while and said:

"Because of... trust?"

Shui Qingchen shook his head regretfully:
"For Xiaoyin, trust is a very difficult course, and she won't be able to learn it in a short time."

Mo Jiudi raised his thick eyebrows lightly.

It has nothing to do with trust or emotion, then...

If this question was asked to him...

So, the answer must be...

Those words were ready to be spoken, but Mo Jiudi couldn't say them.

Simply too conceited and arrogant!
Mo Jiudi slapped the corner of his mouth violently a few times and stared at Shui Qingchen with his phoenix eyes.

As soon as he said that answer, his face was really gone.

Not to mention, if he loses, he will not be able to earn back his face.

Mo Jiudi's brows wrinkled tighter and tighter, and his mouth seemed to be stuck with paste, unable to open.

Seeing his wonderful expression, Shui Qingchen stopped, smiled slightly, and said:

"You will lose again and again, not because Xiaoyin and I believe in each other, but because I am Shui Qingchen."

Shui Qingchen, in this life, will only lose to one person willingly.

Obviously, that person is not the person in front of him.

Mo Jiudi clenched his gums and sneered:
"After all, you are still too soft-hearted, both to me and to her. You obviously already know that, don't you?"

There was a touch of tenderness in Shui Qingchen's eyes. He turned around, looked in the direction of Qixia City, and said warmly:

"I don't have to know."

Mo Jiudi snorted coldly:
"Deceiving yourself."

Shui Qingchen smiled and said softly:

"Whatever you say, I'm willing to wait for the part that Xiaoyin isn't ready for."

Mo Jiudi didn't believe his words and snorted coldly:
"You've already seen through the part, is there any point in waiting?"

Shui Qingchen blinked her eyelashes lightly and looked back at Mo Jiudi:

"I can pretend I didn't see it."

Mo Jiudi said in a deep voice:

"But you've already seen it."

Shui Qingchen smiled slightly:
"This will highlight her importance to me, won't it?"

An evil fire surged out of Mo Jiudi's chest. Shui Qingchen couldn't find anything wrong with Shui Qingchen's words, but this made him even more furious!
"There are very few people in this world who can convince me that I have lost. Who are you?!" Mo Jiudi said coldly and calmly.

Shui Qingchen didn't answer but asked:
"So, who is the mysterious Mo Jiuji who appeared out of the sky five years ago?"

Mo Jiudi's eyes narrowed, her thin lips raised, and she exuded a domineering aura that surpassed all others:

"You are the one who is qualified to know my name, so it doesn't hurt to tell you." After a slight pause, the words were clear:
"My name is Xiao Jiudi."

Shui Qingchen's eyes flashed slightly, not too surprised, just a sudden realization, and he quickly accepted his true identity.

Mo Jiudi asked:

"Tell me your real name. It's not Shui Qingchen, it's not a scholar. Who are you?"

"Yan, Xiu." Shui Qingchen stood with his hands behind his hands, his unworldly posture reappeared, and his whole person exuded a kind of arrogance, but he was so gentle and elegant as he spoke.

Mo Jiu stood firm for a long time before gritting his teeth and holding back a sentence:
"The value...lost again."

Qixia City.

A vast expanse of blue waves, a painting boat slowly gliding across Bailian Lake.

Ji Fanyin stood on the bow of the boat facing the wind, her black silk-like silk soft and smooth, flying gently behind her.

Lu Wenxing walked out of the cabin, feeling very happy and said:

"Old rules, today I am leaving. I am responsible for making lotus leaf rice. It will be steamed in just one cup of tea."

Hearing the sound, Ji Fanyin's eyes couldn't help but move.

In the Netherworld Pavilion, the killer does not need the past and the future, because he will encounter danger at any time and die in the wilderness.

As for Han Zimo, he just lived a happy life among the killers who were worthless than grass.

He is sensible, values ​​emotions, and respects every rule in the cabinet, and he himself has made an unwritten rule——

Among the three of them, whoever receives a new task will have to cook a lotus leaf rice for the other two.

This meal means farewell, farewell, and more peace of mind.

Ji Fanyin raised his head slightly and looked into the distance on the shore.

The boundary between the house and the sky is covered with a thin layer of glow.

She asked:
"Han Zimo is dead, no one will force you to make lotus leaf rice anymore."

The implication is that he doesn't have to do it today.

Lu Wenxing had expected that she would say this, and said with a smile:

"But you are still alive, aren't you? When we are all gone, no one can remember Han Zimo anymore, and lotus leaf rice will no longer be made."

Ji Fanyin turned around, looked at Lu Wenxing, and naturally leaned against the pole of the boat. The wind blew through her green hair and suddenly covered her bright eyes.

Lu Wenxing hesitated for a moment and stretched out her hand. Before her fingertips touched the flying black hair, she subconsciously avoided his approach.

Ji Fanyin held her green hair with her jade hands, tucked it behind her ears, raised her eyes, looked at him, and said simply:
"Lu Wenxing, stop putting your feelings on me."

Lu Wenxing's fingers hanging in the air stiffened slightly, and he slowly moved his back behind him, smiling self-deprecatingly:

"If I refuse, can you kill me?"

Ji Fanyin said neither salty nor bland:
"That's not the case. I'll just use you a few more times at most."

Lu Wenxing looked at her unblinkingly, suddenly laughed out loud, walked to her side, turned around, and leaned against the pole of the boat.

Behind him, the cool breeze was blowing with water vapor.

He enjoyed the rare leisure and said:
"I haven't read many books, so don't try to lie to me or talk about taking advantage of me. Hey, false means mixed with deception have caused me unilateral harm. That's called cheating. At most, you and I can be regarded as a mutually beneficial cooperative relationship. .”

He glanced sideways, his gaze fixed on her face, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Besides, if you think carefully, you haven't treated me badly.

Therefore, as a thank you to my former companions, I can tell you a piece of news regardless of reward.

The mysterious man following Huo Liuying was a good strategist. For some reason, after Jiuqu Mountain, he frequently went in and out of Qixia City, as if he was looking for someone. "

　Mo Jiudi: Ha!Say it and scare you to death!I am the son of the Demon Emperor, Xiao Jiudi.

　　Shui Qingchen: I am Yan Xiu.

　　Mo Jiudi:......

　　
　
(End of this chapter)