Quick Time Travel: Black Lotus Face Slapping Guide

Chapter 428 A thousand ways to eat piranhas 63
Xi Jing still maintained the posture just now, with the dagger still hanging above his heart.

"Will you die with this knife?"

He shook his head.

Xi Jing stabbed down again.

The blood splashed her body bright red, and she watched him lose his life gradually and be given new life by the sea water with a blank face.

This time she changed the question.

"What is the price of your memory."

Siren was not very surprised when he was asked this question, she must have guessed it, she just wanted to continue to test him without exposing him.

He didn't want to tell the truth, saying that his price wish would dissipate if he couldn't achieve it. This end is too miserable, and it is easy to give people the feeling of selling miserable moral kidnapping.

He didn't want her to have any burdens, and she didn't need to know what her price was, because he paid for all of this willingly.

It wouldn't be fair to her if she sympathized with him and was slightly moved by it.

If she remained calm and treated her indifferently, his heart, which had been broken long ago, would be shattered into pieces.

"Don't want to say?" Xi Jing was a little surprised, but she didn't seem to be very surprised, but there was an inexplicable and indescribable feeling in her heart, maybe it was curiosity, maybe it was disdain.

She wanted to know the price, and how stupid the idiot could be for it.

The price of not wanting to speak out is often very high.

He is the master god and lives in every plane of this system, so any price is insignificant to him.

Unless, the price is so high that it will affect all his soul fragments.

"This price will make you really die, won't it?" Xi Jing still looked at her coldly, her voice suppressing a little anger.

He froze for a moment, staring at her eyes, then dodged them and shook his head.

Xi Jing sneered, and stabbed down again.

"Will it die?"

Shaking his head.

"Will it die?"

"Shake your head."

The anger in Xi Jing's heart is getting stronger and stronger, is this his intention?To use so many lives to repay her anger of being deceived?He knows shit!People who can't be killed and resurrected infinitely don't vent their anger at all.

She stared at the siren, fixedly staring at his pair of azure eyes, which still had a little red at this time, as if they were a faint glow shrouded in the sea.

"Will he die?" she asked coldly.

The siren didn't answer right away this time, he counted, and it was the last life.

He felt a little sad. He failed to prove to her that he could be trusted, and he didn't know how far he had to go to gain trust. He couldn't exchange his cheap life for trust, because what he didn't value himself, others naturally wouldn't. How precious it will feel.

This time, he nodded.

Xi Jing stabbed the dagger down again.

It stopped above the heart, the tip of the dagger pierced the skin by a millimeter, and felt a little pain in the heart.

Xi Jing threw away the dagger, and punched him in the face with one punch, which made him a little dazed, before hitting him again with the second punch.

"Punching sandbags can vent your anger when you are angry, but it can't relieve the hatred in your heart." Xi Jing grabbed his seaweed-like black hair, and said with gritted teeth in front of his eyes, "If you provoke me, I want to die. It's so beautiful."

Xi Jing let go of her hand with a look of disdain.

The siren suddenly grabbed her hand, his eyes sparkling.

There was a smile on his face, as if he wasn't the one who was beaten just now.

His thin lips parted slightly, and he called out.

Not Dove, not Dove.

"Xi Jing." Even if he didn't sing, his voice was so beautiful that it took one's breath away.

(End of this chapter)