Chapter 162 Interlude
The girl sighed softly, the curvature of her mouth gradually narrowed, and her voice was neither happy nor sad: "If I guess correctly, brother, besides these innocuous words, you should have more Do you want to tell me something else?"
"Haha, my dear sister, you..."
"For example~" Bai Fujin interrupted the other party gently, lightly He asked: "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 I'll 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 it was. 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 absent-mindedly, 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 herself, and she had already expected that the other party would never let her get any opportunity to show her value. After all, if she was really 'valuable' To be honest, no matter from any angle, I am much better than the other person.
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 simply boring to the point of drowsiness.
【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 had no knowledge?
【Can't you cope? 】
The moment the idea emerged in her mind, the girl overturned it. What a joke, even if she only controls limited resources, manpower and material resources as a 'shadow', these alone are enough to make someone. A pseudo-conspirator who is neither high nor low is in the palm of her hand. Not to mention that she has already seen through Bai Fuxi's thoughts. Even if she was only given the ten minutes of operation time, this girl would have countless A way to get the situation out of his brother's control.
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 is also a gamble, an almost absurd gamble that Bai Fujin has never had before in his life, with a success rate of less than one tenth.
Win, prove your self-worth, and assist your father and brother to devote themselves to the Bai Group.
Lost, give up your obsession completely, and try to enjoy this period of life with a different mentality.
And stick to the principle and not do any targeting, deception or attack on his brother.
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 created by his shadow, sister, and think tank over the years. merit.
It stands to reason that this absurd, far-fetched and illogical farce can come to an end at this moment.
But...
“Maybe I should confirm my thoughts again.”
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 she really got to this point, Bai Fujin found that she was not relieved.
No one agrees, 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, Then pretend to live your life calmly.
【I'm so bad...】
Drinking the cold black tea in her hand, the confusion and hesitation in the girl's eyes gradually faded away, replaced by something close to madness. obsession.
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, turned around and returned 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 may play a little crazier recently and give myself a complete holiday." Bai Fujin smiled at Aqing affectionately, and then took him Passing by the latter with the chill that had not dissipated, he walked slowly towards his room.
A Qing shivered involuntarily, but it didn't seem to be caused by the slightly cold temperature on the other person's body.
As if aware of A Qing's worry, Bai Fujin suddenly stopped and after a long silence, he said softly: "Don't worry, I just need to figure out some things..."
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...Time returns to the present
In the game, the girl named Gawen laughed at herself. For the first time, she hated this too real game, and she also began to hate it and wanted to come back here to breathe. The tone of oneself.
Does 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 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...
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 God of Magic, standing precariously in the center of the hall. A large amount of blood was seeping out of the rather gorgeous 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 fear. anger.
Gawen narrowed her eyes slightly, held her breath and squatted down quietly.
"Garros!"
Prince Kunda's roar exploded from not far away: "Bart Garros! Did you do all this?"
Gavin Fu On the ground, I cautiously looked outside and saw the middle-aged man wearing a dark blue robe and an elegant face at the door, winking at Kunda: "Long time no see, Your Highness."
" Answer my question, Duke!" Kunda stared at the other party and shouted: "Are you the one who caused all this?"
Two rotating purple six-pointed stars suddenly appeared in front of this person. At the side of the prince, at the same time, there was an illusory green halo that stopped his bleeding. It was the high-level arcane magic that Farah's apprentice Luther had finally silently completed.
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 accomplishments in arcane arts are truly well-deserved."
"Excellent, Your Excellency," Luther replied tepidly, then stretched out his hand in front of him. With a flick of his eye, five oval-shaped arcane missiles with red, blue, and purple haloes appeared around him instantly, 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 in hindsight: "You guessed wrong, Your Highness, I am not The so-called 'maker' in your mouth."
The gentle tone and meticulous etiquette. If the Duke hadn't casually used the hurricane to cut off one of Kunda's arms a minute ago, the latter would have even killed him. They won't realize how different he is from 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 Gavin were hiding in the dark. At the same time, look there...
That is a A young man in black clothes is sitting in a wheelchair. He wears a black mask that covers the upper half of his face. His abyss-like black eyes cannot read any emotions or information. His face is so pale that he looks sickly. A little haggard, with 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, and her long silver hair is simply tied behind her back. That cold and beautiful face had no expression at all, and exuded an aura that no strangers should enter from head to toe.
Luther's expression was puzzled and alert. 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."
Kunda 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 invite me..."
"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 you just said was just an afterthought.”
Kunda 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 escaped the net and hit Ji Xiaodao was smashed into pieces by two long swords in the next second. Yu] and [Ji Gui] shook out several sword flowers in mid-air, and then they were returned to the sheath by the dark elf girl with an indifferent face. It can be seen that the former has made great progress in these days.
"One person per person." Mo ordered the two of them lightly: "Quick fight and quick decision."
The figures flashed, and countless magic sickle blades intertwined with wind elements appeared in front of them. When Luther was in front of him, 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.
“Got it.”
Chapter 159: The End
(End of this chapter)