Chapter 163: The future princess still has a way, and makes the master stop with just one sentence
Lan Xiyue laughed in anger, "You still owe fifty thousand? I'm done with this. System, go find your new host!"
The system's cold and mechanical voice sounded again, carrying an undeniable threat: "Host, if you don't continue to earn points, you will die."
"Ha! If I'm dead, I'm dead. Being alive now is a blessing. Instead of being bound by constraints, I might as well go to Hades and become a ghost."
The system did not seem to be willing to give up easily, and continued to persuade: "Host, you borrowed the life value for fifteen days, and the interest is originally ten thousand a day. Think about it, it is so easy for you to earn points now. You and the Regent are in love with each other now, and fifty thousand points can be earned in one night?" The system's words were full of calculations, as if it had also included the feelings of Lan Xiyue and the Regent Mo Liyuan into its bargaining chips.
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue curled her lips into a sneer, her eyes full of mockery: "Haha! You think you are a bank, but you are paying usurious interest!" She strode to a large rock beside her, sat down angrily, and looked into the distance with mixed feelings in her heart.
The strange old man spoke slowly, his tone filled with a hint of kindness and helplessness: "Girl, don't be impulsive. You've finally been given a chance to live your life again, don't give up like this. Wait until I come up with a solution, and then I'll help you solve this system."
Lan Xiyue lowered her head and rubbed the purple ring on her finger. "What a weird old man! This system is making me live my life over again. It's too frustrating."
The strange old man sighed softly: "Girl, there is nothing we can do now. Just bear with it for a while. Later, I will definitely find a way to free you from the shackles of this system."
The strange old man looked outside. Oh, his grandson! Hey! How great it would be if the girl could earn points to become his grandson. It can only be said that the two of them are not destined to be together. If the girl wants to extend her life and earn points, she will definitely be entangled with Mo Liyuan. Moreover, the girl already has a good impression of Mo Liyuan.
At this time, An Yi, An Er and Punu behind them rushed over here after hearing the sound. Wherever they looked, they saw their master Mo Liyuan and Dongfang Ming fighting fiercely.
On the side, Miss Lan Xiyue was sitting leisurely on a protruding rock, with a blank look in her eyes, as if she was in a daze.
"Miss Lan!" An Yi stepped forward quickly, with a hint of doubt in his voice.
Lan Xiyue slowly raised her head, a hint of laziness in her clear eyes, and she gently opened her lips: "An Yi, what's going on?"
An Yi pointed at the two people who were fighting fiercely, his face full of confusion: "Master and Dongfang Ming, what... is going on?"
"Oh, they probably just have too much energy and want to vent it on each other."
After hearing this, An Yi scratched his head, looking confused: "Huh?"
At this moment, Dongfang Ming suddenly turned his wrist and a bag of medicine powder was sprinkled towards Mo Liyuan.
Mo Liyuan dodged the attack and slapped back with his backhand. A strong wind blew and Dongfang Ming staggered and took several steps back. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, Punu rushed forward and asked with concern: "Young Master, are you okay?"
Dongfang Ming pushed Punu away and attacked Mo Liyuan again.
"Girl, this is the old man's grandson. Please give the Buddha some consideration and ask your man to show mercy!" said the strange old man anxiously.
Lan Xiyue held her forehead with her hand. "Strange old man, the speed at which you change your words is truly astonishing. What do you mean by 'my man'?"
The old man said, "Girl, stop him quickly! My grandson is clearly no match for Mo Liyuan! Don't seriously injure him! He's poisoned!"
Lan Xiyue stood up, her figure like a ghost, and instantly appeared between the two of them.
Mo Liyuan and Dongfang Ming simultaneously withdrew their hands and said in unison: "Xiao Yue'er (Yu'er), get out of the way."
Lan Xiyue frowned slightly, her eyes flickering between the two of them, and finally sighed softly: "I say, you two, have you had enough? It's almost dark, and I have to hurry back to make an antidote for Xia Xia. If you keep fighting, I'll leave first."
Mo Liyuan retracted his sword, walked to Lan Xiyue, hugged her, and jumped towards the foot of the mountain.
An Yi muttered, "The future princess still has a way. She can make the master stop with just one word." After he finished speaking, An Er followed closely.
Dongfang Ming clenched his folding fan tightly, staring at Mo Liyuan's departing figure with deep eyes, and whispered softly, "Xiao Yue'er..."
Seeing them all leave, Punu cautiously asked, "Young Master?"
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