Chapter 162: Kuyavi Swamp (1) “I am a water fairy. …
"Shu Yue Huan Qing." Si Ling cast a spell to heal his wounds. After five or six times, Xuan Chi's eyes gradually focused and his condition became more stable.
But the tiny wounds on his body hadn't healed, and black blood still oozed out. Si Ling knew it was an internal injury, and that magic alone couldn't heal it immediately. He could only slowly recuperate. So, he wasn't too worried, and with a sigh of relief, he sat down beside him and asked, "Who is that mummy?"
Xuan Chi was startled, unexpectedly avoiding her gaze. His crow-wing eyelashes drooped, trembling slightly as he said calmly, "I don't know either."
Si Ling frowned. "I don't know you're blocking such a powerful attack for him?" She nudged his shoulder and said, "Hurry up and tell me. If he goes to the Heavenly Court to complain about us, we'll be in danger. Tell me who it is so I can figure out how to solve this problem."
Up to this point, Si Ling's mentality was still very peaceful. When she encountered trouble, she would find a way to solve it - this was what she had always done.
Xuan Chi's thin lips trembled as he struggled, trying to sit up. Si Ling helped him up. He looked at her, then looked away again. "Leave this matter to me. I'll avoid any trouble with the Heavenly Court." He paused, then asked her softly, "Is that okay?"
Si Ling felt something was wrong.
Her eyes flashed, the relaxed look on her face vanished, and her expression became tense. She looked at Xuan Chi, catching every trace of uneasiness in his expression, and then found that he was not only uneasy, but also seemed a little guilty.
"Who is it?" Her voice also turned cold.
Xuan Chi remained silent. Si Ling stood up from his side, all the emotions on his face gone.
Silence stretched between the two of them for a long while. They both wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.
Until Si Ling took a deep breath and said, "Let's calm down first." She was about to leave.
"Si Ling!" Xuan Chi's heart trembled. He stood up hurriedly and wanted to reach out to pull her, "Let me..."
Before he finished speaking, his hand touched Si Ling's fingers. She turned around suddenly, and a strong airflow rushed towards Xuan Chi.
Xuan Chi was forced to retreat rapidly until his back hit the wall.
The surging force still clung to her from a few steps away. Her cold voice, forced out by her magical power, echoed in the room, word by word: "Shut up, don't say anything, and don't go anywhere."
The lights in the room flickered under the invasion of the evil spirit. In the flickering light, Xuan Chi saw Si Ling's face turn pale, and cracks that only appeared during a fierce battle appeared on his face.
She stared at him and recited clearly: "Burning bones and scorching marrow, corroding orifices and locking essence. Chiseling nails and calming the soul—"
Xuan Chi's pupils suddenly shrank: "No..."
"All laws are forbidden." Si Ling recited the last four words, and seventy-two black shadows suddenly attacked Xuan Chi, penetrating into his soul the moment they touched him.
In an instant, Xuan Chi felt all his senses vanish. Unending pain spread throughout his limbs, covering every inch of his skin. He fell to the ground, his vision blurring with pain. He subconsciously tried to find Si Ling, but in a daze, his gaze leaped over the back of the sofa two meters away and saw Si Ling, even further away, looking down at him from above.
"Si Ling..." He gasped for breath, trying to relieve the severe pain.
There was still no emotion in her eyes: "I don't demand your loyalty, but I can't let you ruin my business again."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left. Xuan Chi's hands clasped tightly on the carpet: "Your Majesty..."
Si Ling's brow furrowed, his feet paused, and he casually cast another spell. Xuan Chi's body stiffened, and he fainted powerlessly.
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Si Ling walked out of the room, her mind blank. She wanted to find something to do, but she lost her strength when she reached the stairs.
There were only three people in the suite on the top floor of the dormitory area: her, Hyun Chi and Aimelik. There were few people walking around, and now it was afternoon class time, so Aimelik would not come back at this time.
Si Ling then sat down on the steps, supporting his forehead with his tired hands.
She was very clear that her rationality had failed - although objectively speaking, Xuan Chi had indeed disrupted her plans and indeed planted hidden dangers, she should not have overreacted like this.
She was overcome by anger.
It seemed that the events of 30,000 years ago had an impact on her - before the rebellion, Xin Bi could calmly accept that her subjects had reservations about her. She knew that everyone had their own concerns, and as the Emperor of Heaven, she could not pay too much attention to the details and just look at the results.
For example, if she were still Xin Bi, she would agree to let Hyun Chi handle it. As long as he handled it well, she would not dwell on the strangeness of that moment.
But the rebellion made her sensitive and stressful, so when faced with Hyun Chi's sudden defection, she lost control.
She couldn't afford to be betrayed again.
But it seems... it's more than that.
Si Ling raised his head and looked ahead blankly. The walls of the castle stairwell were painted with intricate traditional European patterns.
She stared at the disturbing pattern for a long moment and uttered a muffled laugh.
Don't fool yourself, she said to herself.
Her loss of control was not due to the betrayal of her subjects, but because it was the Xuan Edict.
She was not angry because he changed his mind at the last minute. She was sure from the first second that he had a reason for doing so.
She was angry because he didn't tell her the reason.
How could he not tell her? She trusted him, more than he trusted himself.
Besides, she likes him.
That's why she lost control.
"Psycho..." Si Ling supported his forehead again and muttered to himself.
After sitting like this for a long time, she took a deep breath and stood up.
She had no intention of addressing the mess left behind by the Immortal Registration Institute, because the best solution right now was not to address it. They had gotten there via talismans from the black market, making it difficult to track them down. Furthermore, they were all in the West, so neither the Immortal Registration Institute nor the Heavenly Court would likely consider this place.
Therefore, it is safest to cool down first.
If you try to solve it deliberately, you may end up adding unnecessary trouble.
However, she really needs to find something to do to change her mood.
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Principal's office.
Lucifer was concentrating on processing documents when he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind approaching. He subconsciously looked up and the ghost girl's face that came into his sight made him reflexively throw the documents in his hand away.
"...Damn!" Seeing that it was Si Ling, he bent down to pick up the documents with a helpless smile, "Did I offend you, Your Majesty?" He used a honorific half-jokingly.
"Sorry." Si Ling raised his eyebrows.
She didn't mean to scare him, she just walked to the desk and bent down slightly to talk to him, but who knew he would suddenly look up.
After Lucifer picked up the document, she asked straight to the point, "What's the latest mission?"
Lucifer: “Huh?”
"The latest mission." Si Ling said, "Azhu mentioned it to me a few days ago. I went to look for her just now, but she wasn't there. She must have gone on a mission, right?"
"Oh... yes." Lucifer nodded. "We left this morning. Why are you asking?"
Si Ling said bluntly: "I have nothing to do, let me see if I can help."
"Ah!" Lucifer's face lit up with joy. He immediately opened a drawer, took out a backup document, and handed it to her. "This is the mission information. If you want to go, I'll have someone drive over there to pick you up."
Si Ling casually flipped through the information and got a general idea of the mission. He found it quite interesting and nodded, "Okay, thank you."
After saying that, she took the information and left Lucifer's office, entered Lingbo City, and set off for the human country where the mission was located.
Lucifer quickly contacted his human counterparts. Two hours later, Si Ling walked out of the gate between Lingbo City and Kuyavi. She looked up and saw a woman with green skin, slightly ulcerated, and covered in mud and algae, watching her from the side of the road.
Si Ling was stunned. If the other party hadn't waved at her in a friendly manner, she might have suspected that this was the mission target.
"Hello, I'm Upil." The woman came towards her and introduced herself. "I'm a water fairy."
"Hello, my name is Si Ling, the Porcelain Ghost." Si Ling shook her hand. Upil took her to the convertible parked on the side of the road and started the car while saying, "Lord Lucifer said that you already understand the content of the mission. I just need to take you to the destination?"
"Yes." Si Ling nodded, and noticing that Upil was looking at her intentionally or unintentionally, she added, "But if you have anything to add, I'd also like to hear it."
Upil laughed. "The information Lord Lucifer provided is probably the most comprehensive. It's not my turn to supplement it. I just want to emphasize—" Upil paused. "You are about to face the most vicious group of people in modern history. Be prepared."
"I know that." Si Ling nodded earnestly, but in fact he felt nothing.
This was not because she had long since lost interest in the affairs of the three realms, but because...she didn't agree with Upil's description of them as "the most vicious group of people in modern history."
——The target of the mission she has to face is the person who attacked Kuyavia in 1939 on the orders of the head of state of Hans.
But at the same point in time, China had been invaded for eight years.
In Si Ling's opinion, the enemies faced by the Porcelain Country at that time were much more brutal, and their degree of perversion once made these top evil spirits who were too lazy to care about human affairs furious.
If they had not been restrained by the laws of the Three Realms, they would have gone crazy and killed each other.
Fortunately, the final result was that the Chinese people finally defeated the invaders.
From the perspective of hell, the subsequent development was a bit of a "hell joke" - the invaders went to hell after death, and they and the Porcelain Kingdom belonged to the same divine realm, which means that these bastards with heinous crimes all entered Fengdu.
More than half of them are still in close contact with the oil pan, and the aroma of oil is everywhere all day long. The thin and crispy pancakes are not fried as thoroughly as them.
The saying that God is watching what you do is vividly demonstrated at this moment.
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Ghost Academy.
The moment Xuan Chi woke up, the pain that had been ignored during his coma came back again.
The scream that was about to burst out was choked in his throat. Xuan Chi clenched his teeth, refusing to utter a single sound. He forced himself to stand up in a swirling state, looking around in a daze. It took him a while to realize from the pitch blackness of the room that it was already dark.
"Si Ling..." He murmured softly, but the night was silent and no one responded.
He knew she was not there, but he did not intend to find out where she had gone, because even if he went to see her now, she would not be happy.
He then pulled the curtains, endured the severe pain and struggled to stand up, then supported himself on the windowsill with both hands and looked out the window.
It seemed like there was fog. I couldn't see any night view outside the window. There was not even moonlight, only a chaotic darkness.
Xuan Chi opened the window, took a deep breath of the thick night fog, pursed his lips, and jumped out of the window.
He suddenly fell, and the continuous severe pain made him lose control. Xuan Chi was shocked, but fortunately, the moment he touched the ground, his wings finally opened, he rubbed the ground, and rushed into the night sky in an instant.
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