I swapped my life with me

She grabbed the red cloak on the back of the chair, put it back on her body, then picked up the soft leather case at the foot of the table, and finally turned half sideways, and blew a sweet kiss to "Night Sparrow". Lift your feet and walk towards the exit of the room.

And at the moment when she turned her back to Mu Xuesong and was about to walk out of the tea room, the woman's left hand hidden in the cloak quietly pinched the pendulum wrapped around her wrist.

She opened her red lips lightly, and spoke the magical words with a volume that only she could hear:

"He's a real night sparrow."

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The pendulum was still in mid-air, without any intention of moving itself, as if frozen in the air.

Bicas paused in her footsteps, and her maroon pupils shrank suddenly.

Her head was slightly lowered, her eyes under the hood were watching the unresponsive pendulum, and her face slowly became serious.

But, the next second——

Her obsidian began to hesitate, drawing a circle in a clockwise direction with an extremely small range.

Bicass: "..." What the hell? ? ?

Behind her, Yeque lazily asked: "What's wrong?"

Bicas couldn't help turning her head back, looking at the object she was divination.

In the sight of the brunette, her "best friend" is still sitting in the chair, but the sitting posture has changed significantly compared with before. .

As if disliking the small table in the tea room, the man moved the seat back a few inches, while stretching his two long legs that had nowhere to rest.

His left hand was hanging on his knee, while his right hand was resting on the edge of the table, as if bored, he tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, once and for all, quite regularly.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

For some reason, Bicas's heartbeat gradually became confused with the drum-like beating sound, and there was an inexplicably thrilling feeling.

Her eyes were glued to Night Sparrow, but her mind was full of question marks.

Although the man sitting there put on the hood and mask again, no matter his figure, voice, or the handsome face that had been shown before, even the one that squatted on his shoulder and liked to whisper to the "master" The black cats are exactly the same as the image of "Mage Night Sparrow" in Picass' impression.

but……

Bicas held the pendulum, thinking in her heart: Is the night sparrow's temperament so flamboyant?

He used to be very cold, and sometimes he could even be called depressed.

And the one sitting in front of her now, although he also felt a strong sense of oppression all over his body, was obviously very different from that "old customer".

That feeling was like an iceberg that had sunk into an abyss and suddenly surfaced, and before she noticed it, it turned around and transformed successfully.

The iceberg turned into an active volcano with surging magma, and the fiery tension slowly dissipated from his body, rushing toward his face, as if it would erupt at any moment.

Obsidian was still stumbling and drawing a circle clockwise, while Bicas was holding the piece of silver chain in her hand, her mind was turning a thousand times.

——The pendulum gave an affirmative answer, the man in front of him was indeed Night Sparrow.

——But some changes have indeed taken place in him, so why?

——Is there any connection between this and the few private transactions they have conducted recently?

——Oh, it's kind of interesting...

While she was thinking about these issues, Night Sparrow had withdrawn her fingers from tapping the tabletop, and her lazily sitting posture had also restrained herself—this was the effect of a silent warning from a certain cat.

He tilted his head, and the pointed and long beak on the mask turned to the woman who stopped at the door.

With his very magnetic voice, Ye Que said unhurriedly, "Picass, you're back to your senses."

"You stand still, do you want me to give you a ride?"

"...Hey, let's go now." Bicas silently retracted the pendulum, turned around and raised the curtain, pretending to blame: "Really, you don't like to stay with me for a while?"

She was still a little puzzled, but she really couldn't see what the night sparrow's problem was, and San Barro was in chaos now. After a little thought, Bicas decided to leave first.

It won't be too late to find another opportunity to "harass" the night sparrow after the gathering is over.

The curtain was raised and then lowered, and Bicas hurried out, not forgetting to close the barrier again when she left, completely blocking the crowds running back and forth in the corridor from the tea room.

Mu Xuesong sat quietly in the chair for another 2 minutes.

He didn't raise his hand to lift the mask until he was sure that the woman had really left, and leaned back on the chair back, the expression on his face instantly enriched.

In less than a second, the taciturn Master Yeque turned back into the coquettish lead singer of the Black Fire Band.

"Damn, this broken mask almost didn't suffocate me." The young man threw the mask on the table indistinctly, then put his hands on his face and rubbed it vigorously.

Mu Xuesong comforted his somewhat stiff facial nerves, and casually said, "Xiaoxi, take a look at that lock-unlocking spell. The great 'Night Sparrow Mage' urgently needs some eye exercises."

"..." I don't know what eye exercises are, but this doesn't stop Ulysses from despising him: "I don't even bother to correct you, Bicas must have seen that something is wrong with you, huh, that chick is very smart."

As he said that, the black cat jumped off his shoulder, and landed lightly between the secret box and the mask.

It turned the mask over with its tail, so that the part with the incantations facing it, stretched out its claws, and hooked the secret box in front of itself.

While Mu Xuesong was doing eye exercises with his eyes closed, Ulysses lowered his voice and quickly uttered a slightly awkward spell.

click.

The secret box on the table suddenly made a light sound.

As if some mechanism had been touched, the embossed pattern on the surface of the secret box turned automatically, and the shape of the whole box began to change rapidly.

In just a few seconds, the six sides of the secret box were opened at the same time, and they were completely integrated. It was spread flat on the table, fully revealing the items stored inside.

Mu Xuesong moved the chair forward and leaned over to have a look: "Is this... a copper ring? Or a ring?"

The thing contained in the box was an extremely ordinary metal ring.

Its surface is full of scratches, without engraving any patterns, and there is no decorative gemstone inlaid on the front. The entire ring has an old brass color, which looks shabby.

Mu Xuesong evaluated it as "a copper circle", which is really very vivid.

Ulysses glanced at the brass ring with a scrutinizing gaze. It approached the secret box tentatively with its tail, and snorted at the same time: "This thing is called [Plague Ring], and it is dangerous. You'd better do not touch."

Seeing that the black cat's originally glossy tail hair quickly turned dry and gray, and began to shed hair, as if it had been infected with some kind of highly contagious virus, Mu Xuesong immediately took the person and the chair with him. He retreated more than two meters, and at the same time he did not forget to cover his mouth and nose with the cloak to prevent this thing from polluting his respiratory tract through the air.

"Damn it, your tail is going to be as bald as the Mediterranean Sea!" He covered the lower half of his face, fixed his eyes on Ulysses and the ring, and his expression gradually became serious: "Hey, is it really all right? I think you need to get off that table right now and go to the hospital for treatment! By the way, is there an emergency clinic in this St. Barry?"

Unexpectedly, Ulysses didn't care about it, and just swung his tail back behind him: "I'm fine, not to the point where I need to be sent to the hospital, so don't make a fuss."

Immediately, it nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, this is indeed the [Plague Ring]. Picass' business reputation is still somewhat guaranteed."

"However, it's a pity, my old friend has no interest in her." The black cat said brokenly, "Otherwise, let Mu Xue sell her hue, and we can save a lot of transaction costs."

The corner of Mu Xuesong's mouth twitched: "When you say this, please, don't stare at me with such malicious eyes. I am also a very moral and progressive socialist youth."

Ulysses curled his lips: "Tch."

After briefly confirming the authenticity of the [Plague Ring], the black cat quickly closed the secret box and set a new unlocking spell while arguing with the young man from another world.

While it was busy, Mu Xuesong was nestled in the seat, staring at its tail without blinking.

He saw the tip of the cat's bald tail grow brand new black hair quickly after pulling away from the [Plague Ring], as if those strange changes before were just Mu Xuesong's own illusion.

Mu Xuesong: "..."

Well, he forgot again, this guy is not an ordinary kitten, but a powerful magical creature.

Of course, the word "tough" is what it emphasizes when it introduces itself.

Just as he was thinking about this, Ulysses suddenly turned to him: "Hey, don't be dazed, pack up the secret box quickly. Let's pack it up and leave right away."

Mu Xuesong came back to his senses: "Huh?"

"You are not a magician. If you are affected by the struggle between the Holy Church and the Magic Alliance, it will be very dangerous." Ulysses sighed: "Actually, some time ago, a group of magicians were tracking us for some reason... Sigh , in short, the cough of the Holy Church is really not the time."

"Let's leave as soon as possible before the riots reach here."

Mu Xuesong snapped his fingers: "Just waiting for your words."

A few minutes later, the re-disguised young man held the cat in his arms and quickly walked through the increasingly crowded corridor.

Because of the intervention of the Holy Church, the gathering became a bit out of order. Many shops have already started to clean up the shelves. The battle situation with the west area of ​​the underground palace.

Mu Xuesong passed them by, and vaguely heard a series of words such as "collapse", "spies", "unoptimistic" and "Harrington".

Two corridors on the left and right split at the end of the front, and Mu Xuesong asked as he walked, "Which way?"

Ulysses: "Right."

Mu Xuesong stopped walking, turned right, and the dark green robe brushed against the ground like a rolling wave. His posture and aura were so extraordinary that several passers-by who were walking in the passage stopped and looked back at his back. There were bursts of surprise.