After they regret their whole lives, I will never die in the training ground

"Hehe." Bai Qingge echoed speechlessly.

But she has always been a person who refuses to suffer any loss, so she retorted on the spot, "You can laugh, but your smile is usually quite ugly."

As expected, Lucilia stopped smiling. She stared at Bai Qingge for a long while before saying, "You're getting less cute as you get older. You were just pretending to be nice to me before."

"Hmm." Bai Qingge did not comment.

"What about her? Is she pretending as well?" Lucilia pointed at Fufente and asked.

As if Fufente wanted to kill someone with her eyes, there was a slight fluctuation in her blood-red pupils.

"..."

Is it pretending?

It was the first time someone asked her this question, and the first time she thought about it.

Using a lifelong enemy to achieve one's own goals is undoubtedly a pretense.

Bai Qingge looked away, and said as if he didn't want to be involved: "What does it have to do with you?"

"Hahaha." Lucelia was in a good mood after winning back a point.

I'm afraid there will never be another person with the same status as her who speaks nicely.

It's such a pity to see such an interesting person die like this, so we must dig out all the fun from him.

"You could have dodged it just now, why didn't you?"

"It's just a life for a life. That's fair."

This surprised Lucelia, "You know your parents are not dead?"

She did not deny it and nodded, "I know."

If Lucilia's question just now caused Fufente, who had turned into solid ice, to have some fluctuations, then it would undoubtedly be an earthquake that could destroy the entire glacier.

What did she just say?

Not dead...what does that mean?

Even a fool could understand the meaning of these words, but she was unwilling to admit it now.

If everything she was worried about didn't exist, then what was she doing?

"I'm telling you, if it were you, there's no way you wouldn't come and seek revenge on me."

"No, even if you are the murderer, I can't take revenge."

"why?"

"Because I can't beat him."

Lucilia was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into laughter without caring about her image. "That fits my impression of you. You are cautious enough, but you made a mistake today."

Bai Qingge's eyes twitched. When will this woman ever stop? She just likes to poke people in the sore spot, right?

"What about you? You didn't seek revenge even though you could have won the fight. This doesn't match my impression of you."

Lucelia's smile froze, "What do you mean?"

"Literally." She had only said it casually, but Lucelia's attitude told her that she was right.

Lucelia looked kind, but she knew very well, having used many methods, that Lucelia was the kind of person with whom it was difficult to have an intimate relationship.

But it was this kind of person who took good care of Fufente.

But would most people put their favorite child in an iron cage and give it to someone else?

Lucelia's attitude now explains everything. There is something big going on between Lucelia and Fufente's parents.

The woman who could make Lucilia show such an expression must not be a simple one.

"Hehe, why didn't I realize you were so talkative before." Lucelia became expressionless and looked very unapproachable.

Maybe this is what she really looks like.

"Haha, each other."

After saying so much, Bai Qingge felt a little tired. He sat down with his hands on the ground, and Fufente also knelt on the ground.

Lucelia, whose lung was poked, naturally refused to let it go. She was born to be highly praised by everyone, and even her brother did not dare to speak to her like that.

"One life for another, what a ridiculous idea. If I were you, I would tie that person up until he submits to me."

Bai Qingge nodded in agreement. This was indeed a good idea, but it was too easy to go wrong.

“So did you succeed?

"No, I should put it another way, so did you do it?"

These deadly taunts left Lucelia speechless for a moment. She didn't know how to respond, so she just sulked.

Seeing Lucelia turning away when she couldn't win the argument, Bai Qingge felt a little amused. Are the mental ages of vampires all relatively young?

Let’s not argue anymore. She is tired anyway.

If I was just physically tired just now, then now I am mentally tired.

The old man who was traveling with me was so numb that he could hardly even lift his eyelids.

almost.

'Rest in peace, souls.'

"Oh, and you guys too."

Bai Qingge transferred his will to the skeleton. Although they were all sinners, he was not a judge. "Rest in peace together."

But this group of mutated souls seemed unwilling to disappear just like that; to them, this was simply a new life.

Even the dean of the magic academy, whom they once looked up to, was helpless against them.

But this demon is about to die, and freedom will soon come. At that time, he will be second only to the emperor and above everyone else. They are unwilling to give up such a powerful body at this time.

Knowing all the skeletons' thoughts, Bai Qingge sneered in his heart, "A dog will always eat shit."

"I gave you a chance but you didn't want it. If you don't want to die, then don't die."

The sound of bones knocking against each other distracted people from the tense atmosphere.

"They...what's going on?"

I saw blue flames rising from the bodies of all the skeletons. The skeletons waved their bony hands to try to put out the flames on their bodies, but the flames still did not diminish.

Soon, the skeleton broke into pieces. When the bones were burned, the next step was the hardest skull and the soul fire inside.

The souls howling in pain begged for mercy, but they had no chance.

The wetness on the back of her hand made her ignore those annoying guys.

Bai Qingge opened her eyes with difficulty. Fufente, who was kneeling in front of her, seemed to be confessing and apologizing. She lowered her head deeply and gently leaned on her hand, which she could hardly lift.

The constant flow of heat from her hands made her realize that her Fufente had returned.

She must be feeling very guilty now.

"Don't feel sad, this is all my own choice." The palm covered the little head, and the trembling body not only did not stop, but became even more violent.

She knew that Fufente was a good child and that everything was the church's fault.

Fortunately, she has already solved this hidden danger. The only remaining concern is that Fufente has to solve it herself, but this crying and unmotivated look is not good.

"Fuffente, promise me that even if you are the only one left, you will live well. Not only live, but live better than anyone else."