Chapter 395: Quirrell's Purpose
Mo Xiaozao knows better than anyone that the impact that letter will bring to Qi, even if Qi doesn't like her anymore, he will come over and have fun with her because of this letter. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
As for what was being hidden, she wasn't worried about it from the beginning.
As long as Qi is by her side, she will know these sooner or later, and she will know why Qi will say that to her like that, and she can also see Qi's eyes.
He knew he was lying.
She went back to her room and sat on her bed, without anything to entertain, and she didn't need to continue writing here. Naturally, it was much easier, but I didn't know how Bai Xiao was.
When she thought about it, her hands were folded together, and she couldn't feel the breath here, and she ran her qi through her body again and again. As she wanders, the qi constantly disappears into her body, and there will also be outside qi entering her body, which is golden or black.
Guided by her in her body, it finally bent towards her lower abdomen, into the small bead where she appeared.
"Are you in there?"
"I have something to tell you."
"Mo Xiaozao, Mo Xiaozao, are you in the room?"
The voice of Qi standing outside the door was not small, and she tightened her ears when she was cultivating, and her open eyes flashed with a clear brilliance, knowing that Qi Hui was coming.
Regardless of whether the letter is true or false, as long as he reads the contents, Kai will definitely come to this room to look for traces.
Open the door, and the side-open body is pressed against the wall, "Why did you come here to me, is there something wrong?" ”
She said naturally, a pair of small hands folded in front of her, "Besides, you have already recognized that what you think is right, so there is no need to come to me." ”
"However, you promised me that as long as I protect you, you will let the Feng clan appear after the magic pen is restored." His voice hoarse voiced his own words.
"Do you really believe this, you also think about it, the magic pen can make a destroyed race appear again, how much ability do I need to recover?" Mo Xiaozao naturally closed the door, looked at Qi with a sneer, and spit out that even if she could make the magic pen useful, what could Qi do if she didn't agree?
"I know the reason for the letter, and I know that the person who wrote the letter was my mother."
interrupted her words and said this sentence directly, Kaiya closed his eyes, leaned on the side of the small cabinet with his slender body, and pressed the small cabinet with his big hand.
Carefully touching the small cabinet, a helpless smile appeared on his face.
She looked at Kei like this, listened to Kai's next words, and knew why this place was the reason why Quirrell let them play.
It's just that I didn't expect that Qihui knew so clearly, far better than Gu Chenggu, who was already in the three clans.
And the story that Kai told also started between Ziyuan and the dragon, but at the beginning, he specially told her that the dragon and the phoenix are not mammals like humans.
Naturally, in the egg, they have consciousness, thinking, but there is no way to see, and they can only judge by their own faint and simple feelings.
Compared with the October pregnancy and birth of a person, the egg must be hatched for a long time, so long that the child in the egg can have a complete ability to act. He was born and knew what he was, and he knew that he was the one who was discarded.
"But do you know what, these are completely the tip of the iceberg here, because on this occasion of fighting beasts, every beast that kills each other is a relative."
Her eyebrows furrowed when she said this, and she thought of the dragon son pulling out the asters, saying that the leopard was not as powerful as a man, and she wanted to give a man a new difficult expression.
His body was cold, and all eyes fell on Qi's body.
"You guessed it right, it's me who is fighting my father here, whether my father wins or I win, one of them will die here."
Kai's words are bland, as if expounding a long time ago, and the past has nothing to do with him.
Mo Xiaozao's hand clenched after these words, and after listening to all the words, he unconsciously left tears.
Obviously sitting in the sun, his whole body was warmed by the sun, and there was a cold emanating from his bones, and he subconsciously trembled.
"In that scene, you were the one who survived?"
"No, that duel can be said to be the most unwatched game in so many years, but there are many people watching." His lips curled into a wry smile, and his voice seemed to come from the depths of his own throat.
She watched the red letter being crumpled, no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't think of why she chose to hurt him like that, or that since she did it to him like that, she naturally gave up on this child.
I also knew in Kai's words that in that game, as long as you win, you can live.
The dead Kai was naturally thrown out.
Ziyuan, who didn't know it, wrote this, and always thought that the child he was taken away was thrown away directly, but he didn't know that a father-son murder was staged here.
In the end, because Aster lost all her thoughts, she couldn't survive and died.
"What do you know about it?" Her eyes looked at Kai, and her entire chest cavity exploded as uncomfortably, and her little hands clenched together under the heaving.
"Here, it is a forbidden formation, and since then, every corpse that dies here has been taken away to the Bone Family."
"However, all the blood was drained before leaving, and it is said that it was irrigated in this, and when the irrigation is finished here, a resurrection formation can be cast." Kai added.
"Quirrell wants to resurrect Wenqu Xing?" blurted out her thoughts, and she was stunned by her own thoughts.
Involuntarily looked at every part of the room, trying his best to find something that didn't have a miniature camera or eavesdropping, and then continued to look at Kai. After receiving a nod, the body fell on the bed.
She didn't know how to continue to speak, if she really resurrected Quirrell's people to Wenqu Xing, then what was she? And what should she do?
My head was messing around and uncomfortable, and I didn't have any thoughts at all.
It was the first time for Mo Xiaozao to do this, his hand reached into his hair, pressed his scalp hard, and frowned. Letting her door slam, neither she nor Kai moved their steps.
I don't know how long it took, but the sunlight outside had disappeared, and the black took over her room from the window, and the small light in her room was on.
The faint blue shines on the wall, which has a strange charm, and also makes the people in the room unconsciously cold.
The man who was knocking on the door hadn't left, and was trying to call her so that she could hear who she was, because she was so focused that she didn't notice the wine green that appeared behind her like a ghost.
When he was tapped on the shoulder, he saw his pale face, and his characteristic green clothes, and the door he knocked on.
"If I'm not mistaken, this isn't your room, what are you doing here? Private fights are not allowed here, and if you die, or get killed, don't say I didn't warn you. ”
"I see." Gu Chenggu nodded and continued to knock on her door.
In the room, she sat on the bed in a daze, and when she looked at her shadow, she reached out and grabbed herself, but was stopped by Kai before speaking.
She asked Kai to open the door, and said that she didn't do anything stupid, she just wanted to experience Ziyuan's despair.
continued to look at the wall, and also used her own ghostly aura, as if Bai Luohuan had taught her the construction method at the beginning, and began to build what she thought of in the room.
It also roughly outlines what kind of format the place they live in, and how much blood they need to do what they want to do.