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As for whether Qi Yi and others are related, what does this have to do with Qi Lingxi, he is just fulfilling his mission, fulfilling his duties, and protecting Qi Yi.

Because it was a rare shared state, Xiao Yi was fortunate to perceive Qi Lingxi's thoughts at the first time, and at that moment, the mentally retarded was struck by lightning, and he properly doubted his unhealthy love life.

【Ah this...】

【Um? 】

[Is it really okay? 】

[It doesn't matter, it's all Qi Yi. 】

【…】

Qi Lingxi can be said to be logical and well-founded, and the examples she gave left the little mentally retarded speechless.

[Do couples mind if they use each other's left hand or right hand? 】

【…】

[Or it is said that a person's left hand will be chopped off by the right hand because of touching a lover. 】

【…】

It seems to make sense, but I always feel that there is something wrong... right?

Before Xiao Yi could "calculate" one, two, three, four, five, Qi Lingxi had already made up her mind and started to deduce the "script".

Qi Lingxi: [Simulate with me. 】The acting skills are not good, so if you are proficient, you can make up for it. As long as you read the lines steadily, Bingshan can change his mind.

Xiao Yi is still in a trance: [Just...] Can Mr. Lord God really bear it!

Qi Lingxi: [Don't get entangled in those minutiae, the overall situation is the most important thing. 】

Xiaoyi: [Oh...] But the question is, will the sight of flying over the grassland really not affect the overall situation!

Qi Lingxi noticed Xiao Yi's confusion, and her voice was calm: 【Don't believe me? 】

The little one was shocked, and immediately said: [Trust! 】

Forget it, he's just an artificial mentally handicapped man with no computing power, so don't think about such complicated issues of human nature.

In terms of being a human being, no matter whether it is the master or Mr. Master God, they have more knowledge, insight, and ground than him!

Qi Lingxi couldn't be a good actor, but she was obviously qualified to be a good director. The script was so well written that Xiao Yi was dumbfounded.

The characters are not broken, the plot is reasonable, the logic is rigorous, and the point is... bloody!

Qi Lingxi carefully sorted it out again: [The current situation is that Qi Xixi was kidnapped by the leader of the spirit clan, and under his provocation...]

From Qi Xixi's point of view, this matter is actually very painful and quite abusive.

Let's simulate the plot in this small world: Qi Xixi is just a human teacher who strayed into the Three Saints Academy, accidentally fell in love with the heir of the blood clan, and was "kidnapped" after a sweet love.

After being kidnapped, due to his weak strength, he could only resist by going on a hunger strike. His body was so weak that he even mistook his enemy for his lover. Something almost happened...

At this time, Qi Xixi's mood was guilt, self-blame, and remorse. Qi Yi grasped his fragility at this time, and sowed discord, which really made the situation worse.

Qi Xixi really doesn't think too much?

How is it possible, no matter how you comfort yourself, you will still have doubts.

Especially in the face of righteousness and personal love, what choice will Qi Yi, as the heir, make?

The answer is obvious, he must be the one who was given up, and he doesn't want to embarrass Qi Yi.

Yes, next is Qi Lingxi's "script".

Qi Yi provokes Qi Xixi to make him feel cold, let him test Qi Yi, and let him see clearly that the so-called love is vulnerable to power.

So what will Qi Xixi do next?

What about a script that fits the personality, is logical, and leads to the desired result?

——Begging for perfection.

Rather than being given up by Qiyi, it is better for him to take the initiative to let him give up.

Qi Xixi loves Qiyi and doesn't want him to choose between one person and thousands of people.

So he chose to give up on himself.

Qi Lingxi asked Xiaoyi: [How? 】

Xiaoyi: […]

Qi Lingxi: [Have a question? 】

Xiao Yi cautiously said: [In the end, Master Qi Yi will really watch you and Master Qi Yi...]

Qi Lingxi: [I think so. 】

Xiaoyi: 【Really! 】

Qi Lingxi: [Try. 】

Xiaoyi: [? ? ? 】

Qi Lingxi: [Try to see if the left hand chops off the right hand. 】

These words rubbed the mentally retarded IQ on the ground. Qi Lingxi did have deeper considerations. No matter what, as long as this script is played to the end, it will definitely get one of the results he wants.

Either Qiyi is an adult and has the strength to fight against Qi Yi.

Either Qi Yi will kill Qi Yi, or Qi Lingxi will risk her life.

Of course, the latter is a worse ending, Qi Lingxi still believes that the left hand cannot kill the right hand.After all, it was Qi Yi no matter what, he didn't believe that they had no feelings for each other at all.

It is very interesting that Qi Lingxi, who is absolutely rational, relies on intuition when dealing with Qi Yi.

Finally, Qi Lingxi met Qiyi. In fact, they hadn't been separated for too long, but when they met again, they fell into the cold winter after spring and summer.

In the snow-white side hall, the tall and straight figure of the vampire boy was out of place.

The place is dull and cold, and the blood race is luxurious and cumbersome. Even the standardized college uniform has the most exquisite collar flower and beautiful badge. Bright red blood.

His clothes didn't match the ice and snow, but his appearance unexpectedly melted into this frosty white.

Qiyi's complexion is cold white, and his eyebrows are extremely impactful and exquisite: slightly curled black hair, deep eyebrows, and gorgeous red lips under the high bridge of the nose.

When his demeanor is condensed, it is more like melting into the ice and snow, turning into a perfect ice sculpture.

Qi Lingxi is not a fan of appearance, but she really likes Qi Yi's aesthetics.

Well, always poking him.

Even the disgusting adult Qi Dayi.

Xiao Yi, who had read the script, couldn't help reminding: [Master, don't be soft-hearted! 】

Qi Lingxi's eyelashes drooped slightly: [No. 】

Xiao Yi didn't know whether to feel sorry for Mr. Lord God or Mr. Lord God!

That's right, it's all Mr. Lord God.

Qi Lingxi changed her clothes. He was wearing the Holy Clothes of the Spirit Race. The snow-white robes stretched from his slender neck to the ground. The waist was flared, revealing the straight legs in the trousers of the same color.

This dress is not feminine, on the contrary, it is handsome and handsome. It sets off Qi Xixi's slightly short and thin figure with dignity and elegance. Coupled with the "God's Tears" shining with light green light on his waist, The whole person exudes the aloofness of the spirit race, which is more defiant and indifferent than the arrogance of the blood race.

The two looked at each other, and Qiyi's heartbeat missed half a beat uncontrollably.

The harsh words of the leader of the spirit clan lingered in his ears: "Eldest young master, why do you think he approached you, in order to help me take down the three holy clans."

Before that, he had never questioned Qi Lingxi's identity.

But now seeing Qi Lingxi with the tears of God falling from his waist, it's hard for Qi Yi not to think about it.

Is he really human?

Is he really... his Qi Lingxi?

Did he really approach him because he liked him?

There are many things that cannot bear careful consideration, especially their meeting is not so normal at all: the temptation to send them to bed, the wisdom to find what they like...

Does an ordinary human know as much about politics and economy as the blood council?Can those ordinary humans who are short-lived like ants really understand it?

Qiyi didn't want to believe it, but the scene in front of him and his rational thinking told him that everything was a scam, and he threw himself into the trap like a fool, and even was so impulsive that he wanted to give up everything just to take him home .

But in fact, this is his home.

Qi Yi maintained the arrogance of the blood clan, and looked coldly at the man sitting on the high place: "Who the hell are you?"

Qi Lingxi looked at him with lowered eyelashes, her eyes were cold and cold, she didn't need to act, she just acted in her true colors.It's difficult for General Qi to pretend to be humble, to pretend to be cold... oh, there's no need to pretend.

"Qi Lingxi is my name."

"You are not human."

"Ah."

"Qi Xixi..."

"He died on the way to Guanghui Academy due to acclimatization."

This is Qi Lingxi's script, a completely logical setting.

He wants to anger Qiyi, let him let go of his obsession with him, let him stop worrying about Qi Xixi's life and death, and grow up under wrath, and at the same time make him hate the Lingzu, arousing enough fighting spirit to resist Qi Yi.

This scene just happened to stimulate Qi Yi: Look, how much Qi Lingxi loves Qi Yi. In order not to let Qi Yi make a choice, he would rather pretend to be a bad person, and would rather give up his life to make Qi Yi better. What a great love, What a desperate love.

Hearing Qi Lingxi's words, Qi Yi's superficial calmness shattered, his deep black pupils were surrounded by a circle of blood red, and his whole body seemed to be standing in a raging fire: "You have been lying to me."

Qi Ling paused for a moment: Is he afraid?That's not the case, it's just a little bit of distress.

Xiaoyi promptly reminded: [Master, the script! 】

Qi Lingxi: [...um. 】

"Master," Qi Lingxi stood up and walked down the steps. He was not as tall as Qiyi, but under the blessing of the tears of God, he walked down slowly from a height, still imposing and full of oppression: "Are you serious?" Do you believe that I am that lowly race?"

He stopped on the last two steps, calmly staring at the furious heir of the blood clan in front of him with dull gray eyes under his eyelashes.

"You are an Eldar."

"Ah."

"You are for the Spirit Race..."

"I'm for Qi Yi."

Qi Yi was stunned for a moment, and before he could get lucky, Qi Lingxi had already curled her lips slightly, and said in a soft voice: "My king Qi Yi, the soul of the spirit race."

The name of the leader of the spirit clan that no one knows...is actually the same as Qiyi.

In an instant, Qi Yi who "understood" turned pale.Qi Lingxi looked at him and said coldly: "You have the same name, who do you think I am calling?"

Qi Yi only felt that his eyes were dim, and the surrounding icy breath turned into substance and pierced into his body, freezing the blood all over his body.

"Oh." Qi Lingxi raised her eyelids halfway, and looked at him sarcastically, "Thanks to your premonition dreams, otherwise I would still..."

"shut up!"

"Why, Eldest Young Master doesn't really think I'm a human race who loves you deeply, does he?"

"Unfortunately, I am an Eldar, and the dream of the Eldar has nothing to do with love."

Seeing that Qiyi was on the verge of losing control, Qi Lingxi continued her efforts and read her lines seriously: "Eldest young master, don't be so naive, how could I fall in love with you who are so arrogant...um..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qi Lingxi's wrist was locked, and a strong force struck him. He was forcefully pulled into Qi Yi's arms, and when he looked up again, what he saw was the bright red pupils of the blood youth.

Qi Yi stared at him, except for his scarlet eyes and thin lips that seemed to be dripping blood, his skin color was completely faded white, which seemed to be three points colder than this Spirit Race Temple.

"Qi Lingxi."

"..."

"Do you think I will let you go?" After the words fell, the heir of the blood clan, who had been reluctant to hurt him at all, pierced his teeth into his neck.

The beautiful experience that had been imagined countless times turned into a bone-chilling despair at this moment.