Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 140 Do you know Xiao Yan?

What kind of words are these?

After hearing the words of the girl in the black dress, Xiao Yixiang was stunned for a moment, and then the sadness and vigilance in her heart were unconsciously diluted a little, and she inexplicably felt like laughing.

Because you think you deserve to die, you have to kill those who deserve to die more than you do?

Where does this make sense?
No, rather than being a truth, this is more like a fallacy, a complete fallacy.

Xiao Yixiang had been struggling at the bottom for many years and had understood the ways of the world very early on, so she naturally could not distinguish between good and evil, black and white. But even so, this sentence, which could be described as heresy, still made her feel an inexplicable emotion in her heart.

She doesn't hate it.

Slightly relaxing the guard in her eyes, Little Medical Fairy asked, "Why do you say that?"

After calming down, she had already made a judgment in her mind. Since the mysterious girl in front of her did not choose to attack her when she was unconscious, then at least for now, the other party had no need to show any malicious intent, otherwise she would not have waited until she woke up and prepared to resist before taking action.

Combined with the previous conversation, Xiao Yixian felt that the so-called "bad guy" did not seem to be directed at herself, but was just a simple self-introduction as the other party said.
But are there really bad people who would call themselves bad people?
She's also a beautiful girl who's a little unreasonable.

A familiar feeling emerged, and Xiao Yixiang felt as if she had vaguely sensed something, but her mind was a mess at the moment, so she had no choice but to give up.

As if not expecting Little Medical Immortal to ask such a question, Hun Ruoruo raised an eyebrow and said without hesitation: "People who are more sinful than you are still alive and well, why do you think you deserve to die? Isn't that strange?"

".Sin, do you still need to compare yourself with others?"

Xiao Yixiang was a little confused, and always felt that what the other party said was becoming increasingly wrong.

"If you don't compare yourself with others, why do you compare yourself with yourself?"

Hun Ruoruo sneered, with a matter-of-fact expression.
"So, you should have died when you made your first mistake, because your sin at that time was even more serious than your original sin."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yixiang's face showed a hint of strangeness, and she finally realized the problem.

Until just now, she had naively thought that this mysterious girl was just trying to comfort herself through such perverse words, so she couldn't help but want to laugh.

But now it seems that she was a little too self-indulgent.

The slightly furrowed eyebrows, the curve of the corners of the mouth, and the disdain in the eyes all indicate that the other party absolutely believes this.

If it was acting, then it was too superb. Xiao Yixiang didn't think that the other party had such superb acting skills, nor did she think that she was worthy of such a strong man to perform. After all, she was just a small fighting master.

It seems that this mysterious girl in front of me is really a bad person through and through, just as she said.

Xiao Yixiang wanted to say, "There's no need to compare sins," but after thinking for a moment, she just swallowed it back into her stomach.

She felt that it would be too depressing.

So she nodded and said, "Okay."

Seeing that her goal was achieved, Hun Ruoruo nodded slightly, and the disdain in her eyes disappeared.

In fact, Hun Ruoruo was not acting, she believed so sincerely.

She knew she was deeply sinful and would do anything to achieve her goal, but so what?
There will always be someone more sinful than her.

Since those people didn't think they deserved to die, why should she feel that way?

It wouldn't be too late for her to consider this issue after all those people were dead. After all, she would never add any psychological burden to herself.

In the end, Xiao Yixiang was unable to speak and chose to compromise. Hun Ruoruo did not think much about it and just thought that the other party accepted her idea. The two of them reached a tacit understanding in a strange way.

After a long silence, Xiao Yixian emerged from the quilt. After much hesitation, she finally chose to sit down in another corner near the edge of the bed. Her body tensed slightly as she lowered her head and said, "You know my constitution, right?"

"I've finished reading the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture in your arms, and I've put it back for you." Hun Ruoruo said lightly.

"Then you should know that I am the aforementioned calamity poisonous body, right?"

Xiao Yixian's eyes were a little evasive, and her lips, already pale, were tightly clenched by her teeth. She took a deep breath, and finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Perhaps it was because of the topic discussed previously, or perhaps it was because this mysterious girl was guarding her bedside without any ill intentions, Xiao Yixiang suddenly felt an urge in her heart, so she blurted it out.

It was a long time since the words were spoken, and the room fell silent again.

After not receiving a reply for a long time, Xiao Yixian's heart suddenly trembled. She couldn't help but raise her head slightly, which was originally buried deeply, and cast her blurry vision to the other end of the bed.

She vaguely saw the girl in the black dress sitting quietly there, with a playful expression on her face, as if waiting for her to look up.

Looking at that delicate and pretty face, Xiao Yixian opened her pink lips slightly, and the tears in her dim eyes suddenly stopped in her eye sockets, but could not continue to slide down like before.

She wiped the marks on her cheek without caring about her image, her nose trembling slightly, bringing out a few drawn-out inhalations, and finally squeezed out a stiff but brilliant smile.

"Thank you."

Words may not be powerful, but actions are more real than any words.

Although the other party did not speak, this action undoubtedly explained a lot of things inadvertently.

The inexplicable feeling from before surged in her heart again, and Xiao Yixian said a little embarrassedly: "My name is Xiao Yixian, and I don't know your name yet."

"Little Medical Fairy, is this considered a name?"

Hun Ruoruo finally spoke, teasing intentionally or unintentionally: "It's not personal at all."

"It's just a name. You can call me whatever you want."

"Is that so? Then you can call me a bad guy. I don't mind."

"Bad guy?"

Hearing this strange name again, Xiao Yixiang was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

This mysterious girl seems to really like using this as her self-proclaimed name.

But this name was too inappropriate to be used on such a beautiful girl. Xiao Yixiang felt that she couldn't call her that.

She shook her head and said, "Don't be ridiculous, girl. This name...eh?"

Her body stiffened slightly, and Xiao Yixian's beautiful eyes gradually widened. She finally remembered where she had heard this familiar feeling.

Just a few months ago, the young man with whom I had formed a deep friendship had repeatedly mentioned this strange name when we first met.
"Um. Do you know Xiao Yan?" As if possessed by a ghost, Xiao Yixian suddenly asked.

Feeling a little embarrassed, she quickly waved her hands and said in a panic, "Sorry, I just suddenly remembered a friend of mine who often talks about bad people. I feel a little familiar with him, so I just asked casually."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yixian's eyes froze. The girl, who had been calm and composed all along, suddenly raised her eyebrows and showed a rare look of interest.
"Oh? It seems very interesting. Tell me about it?"

She hooked her finger, looking delighted.

(End of this chapter)