Quadruple split

The girl sighed softly, the curve of her mouth gradually narrowed, and her voice was neither happy nor sad: "If I guess correctly, brother, you should have other things to say to me besides these innocuous words, right?"

"Haha, my dear sister, you..."

"For example~" Bai Fujin gently interrupted the other party and asked calmly: "A new round of transactions?"

The joking laughter on the other side of the phone stopped abruptly.

After a strange silence, Bai Fuxi, who was officially established as the heir not long ago, replied coldly: "Yes, I do have a few suggestions that I would like to discuss with you."

"I will think about it and contact you later." The girl didn't even ask what the other person's 'suggestion' was, so she hung up the phone, then slowly stood up and looked up at the sky. The latter was not beautiful without the stars. , but enough for the occasion.

The body wrapped in a snow-colored windbreaker looks a little thin under the night. The slender back always gives people the illusion that it is about to fall at any time, but if you look closely, it is still proud and straight.

Everything she had worked so hard for was destroyed in an instant. The girl who originally thought she would be unbearable found that she was still calm as never before.

This should have confused her, but she reflexively came up with the answer the moment the question arose.

"Sure enough, is it because I have expected such an ending..."

Bai Fujin murmured in a low voice, somewhat absentmindedly, as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

Of course she guessed that her brother would not honestly abide by his promise to make his achievements and achievements public, so that everyone would realize that 'Bai Fujin' was not a gorgeous enough vase.

Of course, she had seen through Bai Fuxi's dirty thoughts and his growing fear and vigilance towards her, and she had already expected that the other party would never allow her to get any opportunity to show her value. After all, if she was really serious about 'value', no matter from the perspective of From every angle, he is much better than the other party.

In history, too many bridges used to carry people across rivers were eventually demolished, and too many close relatives killed each other until they were completely naked.

This development, which is completely devoid of any new ideas, is so boring that it makes people sleepy.

【why? 】

Bai Fujin asked himself in his heart, since he had guessed everything, why did he never take any countermeasures and just come to this day as if he didn't know anything?

【Can’t you cope? 】

The girl overturned this idea the moment it emerged in her mind. What a joke, even if she only controls limited resources, manpower and material resources as a 'shadow', these alone are enough to destroy someone who is neither high nor low. The pseudo-conspiracy was in the palm of her hand, not to mention that she had already seen through Bai Fuxi's thoughts. Even if she was only given the ten minutes just now, this girl would have countless ways to get rid of the situation. Under the control of an older brother.

In fact, even now, Bai Fujin can save his high-spirited brother within three phone calls.

So the answer is already clear.

She is just too naive. Although in most cases Bai Fujin is a thoughtful, ruthless 'bad guy' who prefers to eradicate the roots, there is still a soft place in her heart.

There are her family, her dreams, her principles, and all her beautiful things.

So Bai Fujin chose to be naive, chose to believe, chose to be indifferent, and chose a path that was almost stupid, and this was under the premise that this stupidity was 'known'.

Maybe she just wanted to give herself an excuse, an excuse that could erase her own nature and accept her fate willingly.

It was also a gamble, a gamble that Bai Fujin had never had before in his life, with a success rate of less than one tenth, and an almost absurd gamble.

Win, prove your self-worth, and assist your father and brother to devote themselves to the Bai Group.

If you lose, give up your obsession completely and try to enjoy this period of life with another mentality.

And he sticks to his principles and will not target, deceive or attack his brother in any way.

Not harming his family is one of Bai Fujin's few bottom lines.

So Bai Fujin lost as expected. Bai Fuxi, who was officially confirmed as the heir, kicked her away without any hesitation, monopolizing all the achievements made by his shadow, sister, and think tank over the years.

It stands to reason that this absurd, far-fetched and illogical farce can come to an end at this moment.

but……

"Maybe I should double check my thoughts."

Looking up at the stars in the night, feeling the slight coolness in the air, Bai Fujin, who like everyone else had never really looked at himself, suddenly murmured in a low voice, and there was an imperceptible ray of light surging deep in his calm and elegant eyes. of distortion.

She made a choice based on her "heart", but after reaching this point, Bai Fujin found that she was not relieved.

No one recognizes, no one understands, no one cares, no one values, no one cherishes her value, and at this moment, even I am about to deny myself for a ridiculous reason, and then pretend to live calmly. lifetime.

【I'm so bad...】

After drinking down the cold black tea in her hand, the confusion and hesitation in the girl's eyes gradually faded away, replaced by some kind of obsession that was almost crazy.

Until now, Bai Fujin has never wanted or asked for anything, and he has never had any excessive wishes.

Prove yourself and gain recognition.

Just for such a funny-sounding reason, the girl has already paid too much.

She sighed quietly and turned back to the warm room.

In that glimpse, which seemed like an illusion, Bai Fujin seemed to have found some answer in his soul.

"Ah Qing, don't let anyone disturb me recently." Bai Fujin ordered the girl who was standing quietly not far away. The latter obviously did not obediently go to play the game alone, but has been waiting here until now.

"Okay, miss."

"I might play a little crazier recently and give myself a complete holiday." Bai Fujin smiled at A Qing affectionately, and then passed by the latter with the chill that had not dissipated, and walked slowly towards his own Room.

Ah Qing shivered involuntarily, but it didn't seem to be caused by the slightly cold temperature on the other person's body.

Seemingly aware of Ah Qing's worry, Bai Fujin suddenly stopped. After a long silence, he said softly: "Don't worry, I just need to figure out some things..."

…

time back to now

The girl named Gawen in the game laughed to herself. For the first time, she hated this too-realistic game, and she also began to hate herself who wanted to come back here to take a breather.

Did she really want to save the prince's life?

No, Gawen knew very well in her heart, she just wanted to get some comfort in this virtual world, which was just a kind of meaningless self-satisfaction.

The irony is that even this behavior, which she regarded as an escape, has not achieved any results.

Not to mention being affirmed, the other party didn't even give her a chance to say a second sentence.

The crazy murmuring voice deep in her soul began to roar again, trying hard to get her to liberate her 'real' self.

She was inevitably shaken.

Then……

Just hearing a muffled groan coming from outside, followed by several sudden hurricanes whistling from all directions, Gawen subconsciously curled up her body, and then she felt her body suddenly lightened, and her whole body was in an instant. She was slammed against the wall by a huge force, and unreal pain spread from her limbs. This was the first time she felt pain in this world.

Just the aftermath of one attack caused 70% of her health to disappear instantly.

She endured the pain in her body and raised her head from behind a piece of rubble. At a glance, she saw the high-level arcane mage Luther King, who was said to be the apprentice of the magic god, standing precariously in the center of the hall, wearing a rather gorgeous magic spell. A large amount of blood was seeping out of the robe, and most of the magic barriers shining with colorful brilliance on both sides in front of him had been torn apart, and it seemed that they had not played any role at all.

Kunda Bohe, who had broken one arm, was standing behind Luther with a pale face. He was covering his wound with his other hand, his face full of fear and anger.

Gawen narrowed her eyes slightly, held her breath and squatted down quietly.

"Garros!"

Prince Kunda's roar rang out not far away: "Bart Garros! Did you do all this?"

Jiawen lay on the ground and cautiously looked outside. He saw the middle-aged man with an elegant face wearing a dark blue robe at the door and winked at Kunda: "Long time no see, Your Highness."

"Answer my question, Duke!" Kunta stared at the other party and shouted sternly: "Are you the instigator of all this?"

Two constantly rotating purple hexagrams suddenly appeared beside the prince, and at the same time there was an illusory green halo that stopped his bleeding. It was the high-level arcana that Farah's apprentice Luther had finally silently completed. magic.

But Garros did not answer Kunda's question, but smiled and clapped his hands at Luther, praising: "The two silently emitting [Overlapping Twin Stars] and [Life Circuit] without causing any magic interference." A high-level magic, Mr. Luther King’s attainments in arcane arts are truly well-deserved.”

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Duke." Luther replied tepidly, then stretched out his hand in front of him, and five oval arcane missiles with red, blue, and purple haloes appeared around him instantly. They were flying up and down like brilliant meteors: "I wonder if you could answer His Highness the Prince's question first?"

Garros then turned his attention to Kunda, who was behind Luther, and he performed a chest caressing ceremony without realizing it: "You guessed wrong, Your Highness, I am not the so-called 'fake figurine' you said. By'."

With his gentle tone and meticulous etiquette, if the Duke had not casually sent a hurricane to chop off one of Kunda's arms a minute ago, the latter would not have even noticed the difference between him and the Grand Duke of Garros in the past.

"Could it be Marshal Galahad..." Kunda knew that the other party had no reason to lie to him at this moment, so he did not question Garros's answer just now, but just put forward another guess.

"no."

A disturbing chill came quietly, and the wooden door behind Garros was gently pushed open from the outside. Kunda, Luther, and Gawen hiding in the dark looked there at the same time...

It was a young man in black clothes sitting in a wheelchair. He wore a black mask covering the upper half of his face. His abyss-like black eyes could not read any emotions or information. They were so pale that they looked sickly. His face seemed a little haggard, and there was a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Pushing the wheelchair behind is a dark elf girl of the same race as Gawen. She wears a set of black leather armor that is not eye-catching, her long silver hair is simply tied behind her back, and her cold and beautiful face There was no expression on his face, and he exuded an aura of being closed to strangers from head to toe.

Luther's expression was confused and wary. This reclusive high-level mage had no impression of the two people in front of him.

But Kunta recognized these two uninvited guests immediately. He stared at the young man in the wheelchair fiercely, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and slowly said: "Sin Lord... "

"It's me." Mo nodded slightly.

"Could it be that the instigator of all this is actually..."

"it's me."

"You were also the one who killed Grandpa Ossis and falsely accused him of treason?"

"it's me."

Kunta gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "I should have guessed it earlier. The timing of your appearance was so clever, and the time you took the initiative to ask for a job..."

"You can't guess." Mo interrupted the other party softly and said with a smile: "If I hadn't appeared in front of you in this posture now, you wouldn't have guessed that it was me. Your Highness, what I said just now Your comments are just hindsight."

Kunta snorted disdainfully and quietly placed his right hand on his collar.

At the same time, the five arcane missiles surrounding Luther suddenly disappeared, and then appeared behind Garros, Mo and Ji Xiaodao in the next second.

"Wind of Resistance." Garros just snapped his fingers, and four of the highly compressed composite arcane missiles were deflected by a seemingly weak wind curtain.

One of the bullets that hit Ji Xiaodao was smashed into pieces by two long swords in the air in the next second. The opposing swords [Ye Yu] and [Ji Gui] contained the two pseudo elements of shadow flame and shadow frost. ] shook out several sword flowers in mid-air, and then was returned to the sheath by the indifferent dark elf girl. This shows that the former has made great progress in these days.

"One for each." Mo ordered the two of them lightly: "Fight quickly."

The figure flashed, and when countless magical sickles intertwined with wind elements appeared in front of Luther, the girl who had just melted into the shadows a second ago suddenly appeared behind Kunda.

The two layers of magic shields surrounding Luther exploded instantly.

"yes."

One of the [Stacking Twin Stars] was also stabbed through the magic hub by a sword in an instant.

"knew."

Chapter 159: End