Xia Qi said coldly: "You hired a spy to knock me out. Is this your attitude towards peace talks?"
As he spoke, Xia Qi quietly took out the magic wand of true love from his backpack and placed it behind his back.
Cha Gong was ready to talk to Xia Qi alone, so he sent the red-faced woman away first: "Go give the lame man what he asked for."
"Yes." The red lady replied, and then waved to the lame man, "Come with me, I'll give you the things."
The lame man nodded and bowed hurriedly, followed the red lady and left, saying "Thank you, Brother Cha!"
After the cripple and the red lady left, Cha Gong's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily at Xia Qi: "The Earl is the boss of the game, and you dare to provoke him! Are you tired of living?"
“…Oh.” Xia Qi listened indifferently, then suddenly raised his lips and said faintly, “So he is the Earl.”
Xia Qi had always known that the man was a noble of his country, but he did not know his specific identity. The NPCs in the entire castle seemed to intentionally avoid mentioning the man's identity and only called him "Sir".
And now, Xia Qi learned from Cha Gong that the man was a count.
Cha Gong was immediately furious and shouted again: "In short, you are not allowed to see him again!"
Not sure if it was Xia Qi's illusion, but he felt that the air pressure nearby had dropped, causing his trachea, which was choked by chalk dust, to feel a little uncomfortable again, and he almost couldn't breathe.
Xia Qi tilted his head, coughed, and said, "We broke up a long time ago."
As soon as Xia Qi finished speaking, the air pressure nearby rose again, and the heavy feeling that had just pressed on his chest disappeared.
The Count should still be nearby.
Xia Qi thought so.
"If I don't agree, then we're not breaking up!" Cha Gong continued his Dorgon-style roar. Because he roared too hard, the black-framed glasses on his nose were crooked.
What kind of bandit logic is this
Xia Qi rubbed his temples, not wanting to continue discussing the emotional entanglement between them, so he snorted coldly: "Just tell me what you want."
Cha Gong didn't expect Xia Qi to get to the point so quickly. In fact, he came here this time just to play the emotional card to lower his prestige.
Unfortunately, Xia Qi was still the same Xia Qi. Reason always prevailed and he was never willing to cooperate with his performance, making it impossible for his improvisation to go on.
Cha Gong gritted his teeth and said anxiously: “I want Lin Qing’s black card back.”
He didn't say the name of the S-level lottery ticket directly.
Xia Qi was silent for a while, then said, "What if I don't give it to you?"
"Have you used it?" Cha Gong looked at him suspiciously, trying to find clues from his face.
But Xia Qi's expression was so calm, and there were no loopholes in his answer, making it impossible to guess whether he had used the lottery ticket or not.
"No matter if it's useful or not, I won't pay you back." Xia Qi tried to maintain his standing posture and pretended to be calm, "You owe me this."
For safety reasons, he could not reveal the fact that he had consumed the lottery ticket.
“Okay, okay.” Cha Gong sneered repeatedly, approached him step by step, and said through gritted teeth, “Then don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
"What do you want?"
Unexpectedly, Cha Gong was going to use force, so Xia Qi stepped back step by step, pretending to be nice to Cha Gong while quickly thinking about the situation at hand.
According to Xia Qi's understanding of Cha Gong, Cha Gong is a meticulous person with good logical reasoning. He dared to rush towards him with bare hands, so he must have something to rely on. Moreover, he should have been prepared with props in his hands.
Thinking of this, Xia Qi held his breath and listened attentively to the movements nearby.
Sure enough, he heard two very shallow breathing sounds behind the nearby green wall.
Including Cha Gong, there were a total of three red team members guarding nearby, and they formed a circle around him.
The magic wand of true love in Xia Qi's hand can only be used once. It is not enough to deal with Cha Gong alone. If he wants to escape, he has to force the other two out and catch them all in one fell swoop.
Xia Qi made up his mind, bit his lip, and put the magic wand of true love into his sleeve.
Then, his legs went limp and he slowly fell down.
When Cha Gong saw Xia Qi finally fall, excitement appeared on his face.
Behind the rose-green wall, the cripple is trading with the red woman.
"Sister, if our blue team loses the game, I won't die, right?" the lame man asked anxiously.
The red team girl flirted with him and said coquettishly, "How could that be? You're still a novice. Even if you lose, you'll just have to go through the punishment dungeon. You won't die. However, your blue team's progress is very high now. You may not lose."
The cripple smiled shyly: "That's good... Sister, can you give me the 'regeneration fluid' now?"
"You little rascal, you're so impatient." The woman on the red side took out a small purple bottle. Before giving it to the lame man, she opened the bottle cap and took a small sip.
After a while, the red woman's hair gradually grew longer, from shoulder-length hair to waist-length hair.
"Here you go." The woman on the red team handed over the bottle.
The lame man took the bottle with joy, said thank you, opened the cap without hesitation, and drank the reconstituted liquid.
Soon, he felt a constant flow of heat in his body, especially on his amputated knee, which felt numb and itchy.
The cripple immediately pulled out his artificial limb.
After a while, bones began to grow in his trouser legs below the knees, and flesh gradually grew on the bones, finally forming a complete leg.
"I have legs! I am finally a complete man!" The lame man jumped up excitedly and ran around on the spot.
The woman on the red team folded her hands and looked at the lame man jumping up and down like a monkey, and couldn't help but show a look of contempt.
Although this "reconstructive fluid" can regenerate muscles and bones, it has serious side effects. In order to make the lame man believe in the effectiveness of the reconstructive fluid, she drank the reconstructive fluid twice in a row. After a while, she became bald.
At this moment, the lame man said to the red lady with a red face: "Sister, let me help you pick roses!"
"Don't..." The woman on the red team was about to hold the lame man, but she didn't expect that the lame man was very strong. He shook off her hand in an instant and stepped into the rose bush.
The lame man felt as if there was infinite power in his body. In his excitement, he trampled several rose bushes.
The feeling of letting the flowers break under your feet is so refreshing!
The cripple stretched out his hand again, and plucked wildly at the rose bushes like a flower thief. He picked one and threw away another: "This one is not pretty! I'll pick you a better one!"
In a short while, the rose bush was destroyed by him.
Just as the cripple was immersed in the pleasure of destroying the roses, the rose vines on the ground suddenly twisted, and they slowly climbed up the cripple's legs like a bloodthirsty snake.
When his legs were completely wrapped tightly, the thorns on the vines suddenly grew larger. They were like the sharp teeth in a small snake's mouth, biting fiercely into the skin of the lame man's legs.
"Ouch, it hurts!" The lame man looked down and found that his legs were entangled with rose vines and were covered with blood. He couldn't help but gasp.
The blood ran down his legs and finally soaked into the dirt of the rose bush.
The air was instantly filled with the sweet and fishy smell of blood.
At this moment, the temperature around dropped to freezing point, and a long and narrow shadow fell on the lame man's back, instantly shrouding him in black shadow.
The red woman standing opposite the lame man suddenly trembled and pointed behind him, letting out a shrill scream.
After Cha Gong picked up the "fainted" Xia Qi, he handed him over to the red team members who were guarding nearby.
The red team member lifted Xia Qi up, blew a whistle, and said jokingly, "Brother Cha, you are really amazing. You knocked him out so easily?"
"Stop talking nonsense and tie him up first." Cha Gong ordered impatiently.
"Brother Cha, how should we deal with him?" the red team member asked again.
Cha Gong winked at the red team members and said cautiously: "Keep him for now. You have to keep an eye on him. If he is lost, we won't be able to complete our mission."
Hearing this, Xia Qi opened his eyes slightly.
Why can't the mission be completed after losing him
Combining what Cha Gong just said, Xia Qi guessed that Cha Gong already knew the important clues or props to complete the task.
And this important clue or prop is actually related to him...
Or maybe it was him.
After figuring it out, Xia Qi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. If he was really a mission tool, he must not be tied up by them. Because he was not sure whether the magic wand could be used with his hands tied.
"Don't worry, I'll tie him up first. What other trouble can he make?" The red team member took out a rope from his backpack and gestured to Xia Qi.
Just as Xia Qi was about to take out his magic wand, a gust of cold wind blew by, making the roses and leaves on the green wall rustle.
"Brother Cha, why is it getting dark?"
In a blink of an eye, the sky above the rose garden looked like an inkstone had been overturned, and was instantly covered in ink.
"Who the hell triggered the death condition and caused the copy to enter nighttime early?!" Cha Gong cursed.
Just as he finished speaking, a monster-like roar suddenly sounded nearby. The roar resounded through the sky, and its power was enough to shake the heavens and the earth.
"roar!!!"
This horrible roar was so familiar that Xia Qi suddenly opened his eyes.
Oh no, the Count has gone crazy again!
Before Xia Qi and the red team members could figure out the direction, a fierce gust of wind instantly split the green wall of plants in front of them, and rose petals and green leaves flew in the wind. Behind the crack, an unusually tall black figure stood facing their direction.
In the black smoke, the tall figure looked mysterious, and the originally gentle eyes became more violent tonight than last night. At this moment, those eyes, as terrifying as the gates of hell, were looking at them fiercely.
Both sides were silent. After a while, the pair of scarlet eyes suddenly turned and looked towards Xia Qi, as if they wanted to devour him.
“Help!”
On the other side of the green wall, the cripple and the red team woman were running towards them. As the wall was too narrow, the red team woman screamed "Ouch" and accidentally knocked over a member of the red team.
"Are you sick? Why are you running towards us?" The red team member got up from the ground and cursed.
"Run!" Cha Gong grabbed Xia Qi's wrist, pulled him and ran away.
"Ah, Brother Cha, don't leave me!" The lame man was almost scared crazy. He had just taken the "regeneration fluid" and his physical strength was different from that of ordinary people. He ran to Cha Gong frantically, pushed Xia Qi away, and held Cha Gong tightly.
When he saw the cripple's bloody legs, Cha Gong knew that it was he who had done it.
Unexpectedly, this idiot wanted to drag him to death with him. Cha Gong cursed in a low voice and reached out to push him, but the lame man pulled him tighter and tighter, crying like a baby who had not been weaned: "Brother Cha, I'm so scared!"
"Damn it!" Cha Gong was so angry at the cripple that he almost vomited blood. Feeling the cold air behind him getting stronger and stronger, he guessed that the crazy count had arrived behind them.
An extremely dazzling cold light flashed by, and Cha Gong gritted his teeth, holding the lame man and rolling to the side.
"boom!"
The giant blade chopped down from where they had just stood, leaving a deep, long pit on the ground.
"Stupid guy, let me go!"
Cha Gong found that the cripple was incredibly strong and he couldn't push him away no matter how hard he tried. Just as the two were struggling with each other, the giant blade chopped down again without mercy!
“Boom, boom, boom!”
The earl's huge blade looked huge and slow, but it was very powerful when it chopped people down. He wielded this half-moon-shaped blade with the momentum of a Green Dragon Crescent Blade. Finally, there was a loud bang, and the cripple suddenly let go of Cha Gong's hand, covered his thigh and screamed, "My leg!"
A bloody calf flew across the sky and landed with a "bang" among the rose bushes not far away. Countless rose vines rushed up like a tide and instantly submerged the cripple's newly grown calf.
"Fuck you!" Cha Gong was so angry at the cripple that he lost his temper.
Before he could finish his curse, the giant blade, accompanied by a sharp wind, suddenly changed direction and slashed towards Cha Gong.
This time, the frenzied earl seemed to have gained experience, essence, and momentum. He aimed at Cha Gong's head and chopped it down fiercely from top to bottom!
Seeing that his head was about to be chopped into two pieces of watermelon, Cha Gong bit his lip and spat out his life-saving prop from his mouth.