"Too late?"
Yin Xiu pursed her lips and kept thinking about the meaning behind this sentence.
However, he suddenly remembered that the person he wanted to ask was right in front of him. He could just ask directly. What else should he do with his brain?
So he approached Jia Jingjing and said, "The Laoshan sect is now only active in the southwest of Kyushu. It can no longer be seen in other places. It was you who asked the Laoshan technique to reappear in Dunling."
"What are you referring to?" Jia Jingjing asked.
"I mean, the magic formula that drives the Kunlun warriors."
Yin Xiu handed the roll of talisman paper he took out from Kunlun Lishi's Dantian to Jia Jingjing.
"Refining Kunlun Rikishi is not an easy task. Let's not talk about the magic power of the caster. The target chosen to be a Rikishi must also have a most yang and a strong destiny, and must be born at the hottest time of the day at noon. Then is the best container.
Moreover, the most important point is that a person who becomes a Kunlun warrior must be willing, otherwise he will not be able to reach the level of [Red Emperor], but will only be a walking zombie to a certain extent. ”
Yin Xiu's eyes were cold, "So, how did you coax and brainwash people into being like this, willing to become a walking zombie?"
"He was not deceived!"
A ripple finally appeared on Jia Jingjing's eternally calm face.
After a pause, her voice became calmer again, "If I told you that there are people in this world who are willing to die for others, even if they are afraid that they have not done enough, would you be willing to believe it?"
"Of course I believe it."
Yin Xiu replied without hesitation.
This made Jia Jingjing a little suspicious, "You don't even think about it? You don't even deny my question?"
"Because I have seen many such people around me."
Yin Xiu crossed his hands together, "I am willing to die for others, and others are willing to die for me. This is not a contractual relationship, but trust, and just like you said, I am willing to die."
"Then I finally understand why you guys were able to get to this point. With the power of just three of you, you destroyed the entire dark world that I worked so hard to manage.
I originally thought this was all just some kind of mistake, or misjudgment. ”
Jia Jingjing sighed.
When Laura Fana heard this, she pulled Luo Wei aside and whispered: "What nonsense is he talking about? The first time I met him, he pushed me directly into the wall. Such a person would be willing to A knight who will die as a princess?”
"You are at most an earl, not a princess."
Luo Wei asked her back: "Then you said that he would not be willing to die for you, then didn't you also become Count Nicholas for the sake of him, which you were least willing to do before?"
"It's not what you think. That's because I didn't expect that being Earl Nicholas can make so much money." Laura Fana spread her hands.
"Who can believe you?"
Luo Wei exposed her very simply, "You are not someone who would give up your temper and body for a little money."
"That's not a little bit, but a lot of money. Well, okay..."
Laura Fana looked at the ceiling and said reluctantly: "Of course it's for loyalty. You can't just help me and I can't help at all, right? You really think that I am a princess and you can only wait for others to save me. ?”
"Why do you care about so many things?"
Luo Wei shook his head and looked at Jia Jingjing, who was answering Yin Xiu's words.
Why did this woman join such a dangerous organization?
You know, if she is not by Red Emperor's side, she is just a weak woman, and any werewolf can kill her.
He just waited for Jia Jingjing to express his doubts.
Jia Jingjing paused and finally said: "The Red Emperor you are talking about, the Kunlun warrior you killed, is actually my lover."
"Lovers?"
Dorothy squeezed forward, "Miss Tiffany, are you saying that the unrecognizable person was once your lover?"
"He will always be my lover. In fact, he is also a staff member of this theater, but he works as a stage manager backstage and is responsible for handling clothes and props, while I perform in the front, so many people don't know him.
His name is A Qing. As for his surname, even he himself has forgotten it.
He is very kind to me and thinks about everything for me. Because he thinks about me, he always feels that he is not worthy of me. He feels that our status and class are very different. Being with me will only delay me and affect me. future.
But in fact, I don't expect to become a great dancer. I just want to be by Ah Qing's side.
Even if the best opera and dance company in the world is in Vienna and not Dunling, it doesn't matter to me. ”
Dorothy was confused when she heard this and couldn't help but ask: "Then why?"
"Why did you leave me?"
Jia Jingjing pursed her lips, "Actually, that was not something he wanted to do, but he was suffering from a terminal illness, and the incurable terminal illness made him lose weight day by day.
Just when I thought his time was running out, we met the Master.
Ah Qing begged Master to save him, and I also begged Master to save him, but Master said there was nothing we could do.
But he can ask A Qing to become a Kunlun warrior, stay with me in another way, and become a Kunlun warrior. This is the condition and the price. ”
Jia Jingjing's eyes were covered with mist, "He is willing to die and become a Kunlun warrior. I also work for the master wholeheartedly, that's all."
"Master?"
Yin Xiu repeated the word softly, feeling that he should be a terrifying figure. After all, the person who can make the Kunlun Warriors cannot be a mortal.
Such a Taoist priest living overseas had never been mentioned before. Maybe Uncle Ming and the others didn't know him, or maybe it was because there were very few descendants of the Laoshan sect. No one could have imagined that there were people in faraway Western Europe. The man used the pure Laoshan technique.
On the other hand, Yin Xiu has also clearly realized that she has penetrated deeper into Jia Jingjing's defense line, and is only a few steps away from being able to break through all the mysteries and ask more things from her mouth.
Being able to ask with your mouth is much better than using [Bloody Memories] to get information from a corpse.
However, at this time, Jia Jingjing stood up.
The people in black who were present couldn't help but look nervous and became nervous. They didn't take any further action until they saw Yin Xiu reaching out.
It must be said that after experiencing the chaos of the past few days, these noble vampires are no longer as noble and calm as before.
Only Laura Fana still maintains such grace.
She watched Jia Jingjing get up with interest, guessing how she wanted to beg for mercy.
However, Jia Jingjing turned her swan-like neck and looked at Dorothy with a gentle smile in her eyes.
"Miss Dorothy, you are alright." Dorothy was obviously very surprised and couldn't help but cover her mouth, "Miss Tiffany, do you remember me?"
Jia Jingjing smiled and said: "I will definitely remember it, because every time, you were the one sitting at the front. Even when performing those rather long plays, you could not take your eyes away when others were yawning. < br>
Miss Dorothy, I remember you gave me a red butterfly hairpin. It was made of mahogany and polished smoothly and beautifully. Unfortunately, I accidentally lost it in the fire.
That must have been made by you, right? It's really a beautiful gift. I wore it during subsequent performances, which was such a pity. ”
"It's not a pity at all, Miss Tiffany, as long as your people are fine, everything else doesn't matter."
Dorothy wanted to reach out and hold Jia Jingjing's hand, but she felt a little offended, so she just nervously grabbed the corner of her skirt.
"Miss Tiffany, I have been looking for you since the fire three years ago. Where have you been?"
Jia Jingjing seemed to be in a trance. She held her forehead and thought for a while, then replied after a long time: "Oh, three years ago, I was taken in by the master, so I practiced with concentration in the Taoist temple for three years.
Speaking of which, I have something I want to give you. ”
She took out a small lampstand from her pocket. The base was only half the size of a palm and about one finger high.
It was made of bronze, with several little figures carved on it, holding up the candles above.
As soon as it was handed into Dorothy's hand, the flameless candlestick suddenly lit up with a blue flame, like a small bean, swaying.
"In Kyushu, people call this thing the Ever-Bright Lamp, and give it to students or friends, hoping that their future lives will always be bright and brilliant, and will not be stained by evil, just like this lamp.
Miss Dorothy, I hope your future life will be like this, always bright and brilliant, as gorgeous as a flower. ”
"Miss Tiffany..."
Dorothy had tears in her eyes, "I really didn't expect that one day I would receive such an expensive gift from my favorite dancer.
This little flame burns in the palm of my hand. To me, it is as warm and powerful as your beating heart, Miss Tiffany. ”
"Heart?"
Jia Jingjing smiled and said: "This is a very good description and metaphor."
After saying this, she seemed to have nothing more to say to everyone. She lifted up her skirt and trotted onto the stage with cheerful steps.
After standing at the edge of the stage, she smiled and said: "Miss Dorothy, at the Dunling Opera House, I first performed as a group dancer for one year, and then danced as a supporting role for two years, and then I became the protagonist. You Do you still remember what was my first starring role?”
"Of course I remember it. It was your first starring role, and I will never forget it."
Dorothy said without hesitation: "It's "The Death of the Swan."
"That's right," Jia Jingjing's smile disappeared on her lips, "It's "The Death of the Swan". This is also my favorite play and I will never forget it in my life."
As she spoke, she put the shawl aside, tightened her hair with a headband, stood still on the stage, spread the fingers of her hands and placed them on her abdomen in the shape of tree forks.
Inhale, raise your head, draw in your abdomen, and lift your chest.
As Jia Jingjing lifted her toes, her whole temperament suddenly changed, from the fairy who descended to earth to the elf on the stage.
Jump, jump, tap your toes on the ground, spin, and soar.
With a graceful waist and graceful figure, Jia Jingjing's movements contain feminine softness and unique power.
Sometimes she frowns, sometimes she smiles, sometimes she is humble, sometimes she is proud, sometimes she is as passionate as fire, sometimes as cold as ice.
The people in the audience spread their thoughts and immersed themselves in her dance, as if the whole world had become a small opera house, and their lives were only condensed into the small stage in front of them.
Their moods and lives seemed to rise and fall with Jia Jingjing, and they were forgotten by the world. At some moment, they emerged from the deep sea, breathing happily, roaring, and crying bitterly.
Yin Xiu and Luo Wei only read comics and martial arts novels on weekdays. Not to mention watching operas and ballets, they often feel sleepy even when listening to people singing.
However, at this time, they could not help but look silent and absent-minded.
Laura Fanna originally just looked down on Jia Jingjing and looked down upon her. She felt that this woman only had a fox face and was used to deceive and deceive people. Even though she thought that face was not as good and beautiful as her own, she could Still can't help but feel jealous.
But at this moment, she just watched quietly, throwing all prejudices behind her, and her mind went blank.
They are like this, let alone Dorothy, who is a die-hard fan.
She had already cried all over her makeup, and now she stood at the bottom of the stage, staring blankly.
There was obviously no musical accompaniment, only the echo of Jia Jingjing's footsteps on the stage floor. However, Dorothy's ears seemed to hear the majestic sounds of complex orchestrations, dense drum beats, and thunderous gongs playing together.
She was fascinated by it.
It seemed like he had been dancing on the stage for a long time, but it also seemed like it was just a short moment, like he was fanning under a big tree in summer and accidentally dozed off.
By the time everyone came to their senses, the dance was coming to an end.
Jia Jingjing turned around in a circle, and her dance, which was originally full of energy and wild and passionate, became tactful and melodious in the last moment.
Her eyes were sad but strong. She slowly tightened her body and her dance became smaller. However, it made her look more elegant and noble.
Jia Jingjing stood still on the stage, squatted down slightly, and buried her head in her hands, like a shy princess among the swans, or like a migratory bird that had been flying for a long time and was resting.
The lampstand in Dorothy's hand, a light as big as a bean, had been extinguished at some point.
Luo Wei took off his felt hat and put it on his chest.
Yin Xiu was arranging his clothes, wiping his fingers around the collar of his shirt, and pulling up the sleeves of his hands to make sure there were no wrinkles.
After finishing all this, Yin Xiu walked to the stage.
"Wait a minute."
Dorothy stopped him and said in a trembling voice: "It's not over yet. The dance is only half done, and there is still more."
Yin Xiu glanced at her, twitched her lips twice, but finally made no sound and continued walking to the stage.
When Dorothy was still about to say something, Laura Fana gently held her hand.
The vampire's hands were cold but soft, enough to comfort Dorothy at this time.
Laura Fana leaned close to her and murmured in a tone of compassion she had never heard before.
"The dance is over." (End of Chapter)