"The situation is turning grim," one said.
"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.
...
Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...
"...I don't think my brother needs to do that."
"What if I hate him?" Yaochi looked at Li Changzhou. "Sign an agreement to guarantee that he won't control my emotions. I'm a rational person, so we'll also sign an agreement when we get married to divide our assets."
"Didn't we agree that if you became my sister-in-law, all your assets would go to me?" Li Qianxia handed the agreement to Li Changzhou.
Putting aside the matter of marriage, as a friend, it's definitely necessary to ensure that it doesn't affect the other person's emotions.
If it weren't her brother who had "emotional control," Li Qianxia would never have associated with that person—that's considered kind-hearted. If she encountered someone who would rather betray the world than let others down, she would simply kill the skill's user.
Most emotions are generated on a psychological level—friendship, love, family affection...—and can be silently controlled by the skill holder.
Li Changzhou accepted the "agreement".
“Even if you don’t say it, I will restrain myself,” he said, not assuming that Yaochi didn’t trust him just because she asked him to sign the agreement. “However, the agreement needs to be revised.”
"change?"
“Hmm.” Li Changzhou nodded. “Change it to a guarantee: ‘Emotional Control’ will only be used for missions, only against enemies, and outside of missions and when facing no enemies, only when others are in danger, or when they actively request it, including myself.”
He continued:
"Just like Qinglan doesn't swear, I don't want to degenerate into someone who manipulates other people's emotions at will, or even uses skills to control my own emotions."
"I only use 'Beloved Concubine' in battle now, and I only use it on you normally," Yaochi said coquettishly, pouting her red lips.
"Am I the enemy? Why are they using this on me?"
"Ugh~"
"...Sister Yaochi, I never knew you had this side to you."
"Your brother is acting like he's seeing his lover."
"You can do this now, right? Blaming everything on me."
"Yes." Yaochi and Li Qianxia nodded at the same time.
"Don't bully my Chang Zhou," Yang Qinglan said.
Yaochi looked at Li Qianxia: "She said your brother belongs to her family."
Yang Qinglan continued, "She's from my family too."
"Hehe." Li Qianxia chuckled, winked at Yaochi, and gave her a helpless look.
"..." Yaochi silently took the agreement back from Li Changzhou and handed over a guarantee.
As Li Changzhou signed the guarantee, she coldly watched Li Qianxia tear the agreement apart piece by piece, as if she were tearing up a marriage certificate.
Li Qianxia quickly pulled Yaochi to sit down.
Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan simply sat down as well.
They returned from the train and stood on the grass.
As dusk fell, fireflies dotted the grass, as if they were whispering secrets in a vast wilderness, creating a special atmosphere of intimacy.
Yaochi really wanted to ask if Li Changzhou was manipulating her emotions again, otherwise why would she have such strange emotions?
In her entire life, she only experienced this feeling when she was in the Maldives, lying on a swimming ring with the three of them—the waves gently caressing their bodies, the starry sky shining brightly, the four of them so close together that they could feel the warmth of each other's skin.
Such emotions are very touching.
On second thought, Yaochi felt that this might be a way to win over Yang Qinglan and conquer Li Changzhou. It just so happened that she had just advanced to the Human Immortal realm. She could find an excuse to invite them out to play. The four of them often did this, so what was there to say?
While Yaochi was thinking about these things, Li Changzhou, at Li Qianxia's instruction, had already brought over a campfire, a barbecue grill, pork, beef, a whole lamb, rabbit, lettuce, cucumber, jackfruit, grapes, and other food.
The whole lamb is roasted there; we eat the other things first.
Li Qianxia tore a piece of jackfruit apart with her teeth and urged, "Brother, where's the black mist?"
Li Changzhou, who was sitting cross-legged on the grass, stepped back. No, the visual effect made it look like he was stepping back, but in reality, a black mist enveloped him.
A slowly flowing, black mist of human form sat in Li Changzhou's seat.
The three of them felt a deep sense of fear.
The black mist was nothing compared to the eerie appearance the three of them had seen before, but even as immortals, they couldn't help but tremble with fear at the sight of it.
The three people who were eating stopped at the same time, and Dongdong's heartbeat could be heard clearly.
The entire honeypot world fell into dead silence.
The fireflies went out, and the pigs, cows, sheep, and rabbits huddled in the corners. Even the silver fish in the lake 500 meters below remained motionless on the surface, like duckweed.
Li Changzhou realized something was wrong and withdrew the aura of the black mist.
The heartbeat gradually faded, and fireflies lit up one by one.
"I remembered the first time I saw the black mist." Yang Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief.
"The first time I saw black mist, it was much scarier than this. I almost died instantly." Li Qianxia recovered immediately and even reached out to touch the black mist.
Yaochi had seen the black mist once, but it had already subsided considerably by then, and she trusted Li Changzhou enough to avoid being greatly affected.
This time, she admitted she was frightened.
That fear wasn't due to appearance or atmosphere; it was a very natural fear, just like no antelope would stay still when a lion approaches unless it was already terrified.
Back in the desert, Little Radish's impression of Li Changzhou was that he was afraid of being eaten by him.
Li Qianxia couldn't touch anything; it was as if the black mist didn't exist.
"Brother, what's the use of this?" she asked curiously.
"After being attacked, copy the skill." After turning into black mist, Li Changzhou's voice sounded as if he had aged twenty years, calm, dignified and composed.
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