Chapter 3 Leaving the Summer: Why Die Again

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Huh? No one?

I knocked on the door again, my index finger tapping on the black stone door, the cold touch was a little weird.

Wait a minute...... Is it so easy to meet the city lord? Even if you have to challenge five rounds in the second level, someone will definitely win, why is there no one here? Moreover, did the city lord only set up two levels? Am I missing something?

Just wondering, suddenly, the door was opened by a super beautiful boy. The man was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to look down at me......

Suddenly, an inexplicable meaning crossed his eyes.

I caught the disdain flashing in his eyes, and his body was stunned, and his good feelings suddenly disappeared, and I glared back unhappily, and began to make strange eye contact.

Ha? You say I'm short? You're short! I looked at his height of 1.85 meters and twitched the corners of my mouth.

Oh, yes? Small, idiot, small, short, sub. He glanced at me, who was 1.6 meters tall, and then looked my diminutive stature up and down.

Is it okay for me to be two centimeters taller than the average female height in the 21st century? No, no, it's not the time for you to stare at me and I stare at you, I still have business to do, and I can't waste time with him.

"Hey, bad guy!" I tried to calm my mind, stood on tiptoe, with the last trace of stubbornness I wanted to be at eye level with him, frowned and said, "What is your name, city lord?" ”

He looked at me, who was standing on my tiptoes and couldn't reach his shoulder, and patted me on the shoulder: "Guess what, little man." ”

Before I could say anything more, he impatiently stretched out a big hand and picked me up, walked to a large room, and threw me in like a chicken, without any pity for the jade.

"Someone is coming." With that, he turned around and went out to close the door.

I looked up in astonishment, and before I could react, I saw a man with a mask half-lying on something similar to a sofa and shaking a teacup leisurely, his clothes slightly open to reveal his collarbones, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes that I couldn't forget at a glance looked at me unabashedly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Next to the masked man stood three tall and thin beautiful men, plus a bad guy who threw me in, a total of five people.

The atmosphere is inexplicably eerie, as if we are not people of the same world. I patted the dust on my body indifferently, and naturally stood up generously, greeting the inquiring eyes of the five people.

Oh my god my Vladivostok.

Their height is rare in the twenty-first century. But is it necessary to grow so tall and shoulder to shoulder with the sun?

"Name." In the middle of the night, the masked man casually broke the silence.

I came back to my senses, and then paused, and thought about it, this world is so weird, wouldn't it be a loss to tell my real name when he finds me one day and kills me, besides, my dignified prime minister's daughter is a straw bag, wouldn't it be laughed to death if I said it, so I quickly said with a serious face: "My name is Lixia." ”

Longing to leave the summer flower garden, for the origin of the name.

"Surname Li?" A young man in blue next to him asked in astonishment.

The name of this country is Liguo, Liguo is the surname of the country, and I am also called Lixia, so at a glance, my identity is a little complicated.

I reacted quickly, and then explained unhurriedly: "I'm not from the country, and my surname is just a coincidence." ”

If I have lied, I have to cover it up with a bigger lie, and I pinched the corners of my clothes and pouted my mouth.

"Oh, I see." The clear voice of the blue-clothed young man was pleasant, "Then, do you know that today is not the day to ask to see the city lord?" ”

"Huh? Isn't it? I looked at him in confusion.

And what did you do with me?

"Today is just a normal competition, after getting the token, you can officially compete at the end of the month 30, and you can ask for a token on the fifteenth of every month. Doesn't the girl know? A young man in white who looked like a scholar next to him explained.

"Oh......" I answered, and it was the thirtieth day of the month in two days, and I didn't ask too much before I came.

That...... I'll get out of here. As soon as I took two steps back, I was easily caught by the bad guy who opened the door and thrown to the ground, and I wanted to cry without tears.

"Then, since you trespassed here, you should be punished accordingly, well, a thousand gold first." Another man took the ledger and wrote a note, "And you took advantage of the chaos to steal the token, violating the rules of the game, and added another thousand gold." If you want to come to see the city lord on the fifteenth day of the next month, bring three thousand gold, but the city lord will increase the price at any time according to the difficulty of what you want us to do, so you'd better bring six thousand gold......"

Heaven and earth testify, I am not trespassing, can the bookkeeping boss subtract a thousand gold?

By the way, what is the price of 8,000 gold? I guessed that I didn't know how much it was, but it sounded really huge.

In the past three years, my cheap father didn't even give me a dime, and his subordinates lived better than me, and he asked me to chop wood and do chores, and you still asked me for gold? It's nice that I'm alive, okay? I looked at them with complicated eyes.

"In order to prevent you from incurring debts, please ask the girl to sign an IOU, if you don't pay it back within half a year, we will send a dark night organization to kill the girl secretly." He said without a wave, and there was an extra gorgeous IOU in his hand.

The words of calm exploded in my brain like *.

Dark Night Organizations? The murderous organization that kills people without seeing blood, and does not see the corpse after death? This Night City is too miserable, isn't it? I looked at them in amazement, frowning slightly.

However, on second thought, when I returned to the bosom of my motherland, they should not be able to find me.

In this way, I suddenly realized that there was nothing to be afraid of, and bit my finger hard, and pressed the fingerprint without hesitation. Then I watched them do their own things very tacitly, as if there was a conspiracy, and it went weirdly.

This Dark City can't be a crook syndicate, right? I looked around to see if I could find some evidence that they were liars. Then bring it to the yamen, report the case, and you will be developed. When the time comes, I will be a benefactor for the people.

The little abacus in my heart suddenly crackled, and a low, magnetic voice sounded from behind, and I touched my sore neck and raised my head, and turned around.

"Drink it." The masked man stood in front of me, looked at me condescendingly, and handed me a bowl of what looked like white water.

I was puzzled, hesitated, and felt that I still had gold to him, and that he should not dare to do anything to me, so I lifted the black cloth that I wore on my mouth, drank it, pursed my lips, and felt that the taste was no different from white water.

Why do they look at me weirdly?

"Yo! Xiao Lixia, you drank it! The young man in blue rushed up to me and thoughtfully reminded me, "This is a colorless and odorless poison that will slowly attack in your body, and you will die violently after half a year." In order to prevent you from escaping or something, Xiao Qianqian is really well-intentioned. He put his hand on my shoulder.

The young man in blue smiled innocently and harmlessly, but I was stunned.

My God, my Muhammad*.

"My name is Lan Yilian, remember me." The young man in blue didn't care about my shocked appearance, and blinked his left eye, which was very cute.

He did this, but it made me even more embarrassed.

Damn it.

I clenched my hands, gritted my teeth and fell on his shoulder, and then buried myself in his arms expressionlessly, for a long time, I began to sobble gently, tears rubbing against his clothes.

If you are seen, you must be ashamed. I held back my tears.

After rubbing hard again, I stepped out of his embrace, and then staggered to my feet.

Since you can't escape, then accept it calmly, I'm already a dead person, so what's the harm in dying again?