I Want to be Alone, Beautifully

Chapter 7: With you in the bridal chamber (7)

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When Xu Jiao woke up again, she was still in bed, and Xia Jingzhe disappeared again.

However, it's a little different from before—

The bed she was lying on was no longer made of the icy jade stone in the wooden house, but became a bed made of the spine of a magic dragon. Compared with the jade stone, it can protect the heart of the practitioners of the right path and contain the spiritual power that nourishes the fairy body. In other words, the effect of this keel bed is just the opposite, it can use a steady stream of magic energy.

Fortunately, what Xu Jiao needs at this moment...

It is this magic.

It was very strange that when she opened her eyes, the restraint in her body had not been lifted, but she could sense the vague magic in the air... approaching her.

In the past, the demon world, which she felt instinctively disgusted by just looking at it, now made her feel comfortable from the bottom of her heart, and she didn't even want to move away from this bed. There was a warm and comfortable feeling of a baby staying in its mother's sheep-water.

she realizes-

I was changed by that magic spring.

From then on, she is no longer the physique of a decent cultivator, but a monster sent by Kunlun that everyone hears about.

There was no living thing within sight, Xu Jiao recalled the extreme happiness before falling asleep for a long time, and then slowly called the system: "I haven't heard you report the blackening value of Xia Jingzhe for a long time, did you pass by me? His unremitting efforts have finally reduced a bit?"

The system dismantled her indifferently: "Sorry to inform you, the reason why I didn't show up for a long time is that the discord screen lasted too long—"

Xu Jiao suddenly changed the topic: "Xia Jingzhe should be happy to know that you praise her for being so persistent."

system:"… "

It changed the subject indifferently: "Currently, Xia Jingzhe's blackening value is 99.9."

This time, the person who was speechless and choked was replaced by Xu Jiao.

She was silent for a long time, and she expressed her genuine confusion: "Why? Why is this world sorry for her? Now there is no enemy of her in this world, and even the big copy Kunlun who bullied her killed her, and I am even more right. She is obedient, what is it that she can't think of?"

The system stopped for a moment when it heard her saying "everything goes well".

Then it replied silently: "I can't find out the reason, please keep exploring for this, and strive to reduce the blackening value of the protagonist. According to the past statistical experience of this system, when the blackening value of the protagonist reaches 100, the plot will completely collapse and the ending will be big. The probability modification fails."

Xu Jiao opened her lips, but couldn't utter a word.

After entering this world for so long, she found for the first time that she didn't understand the protagonist she created.

Even now she doesn't know why Xia Jingzhe's face turned black and turned her into a monster.

A woman's heart, a needle in the sea, the ancients did not deceive her.

Maybe it was because she heard Xu Jiao's deep concern, Xia Jingzhe appeared faster than before, she saw Xu Jiao's eyes were empty and calmly looking at the ceiling again, the whole person had no desires and no desires. The unwillingness and despair are even more obvious.

It was obvious that he had already degenerated into a bad demon cultivator, but this person still looked like Taishan collapsed in front of him without changing his color, as if nothing in the world could leave a trace in her eyes.

Xia Jingzhe wanted to know for a moment, is this person's heart made of cold stone

But she had felt Xu Jiao's temperature, and she also knew that her sister's blood was hot, and there was an irresistible warmth in her body.

"Senior sister." Xia Jingzhe sighed softly, raised his hand and gently adjusted Xu Jiao's collar, with a helpless tone that Xu Jiao couldn't understand: "What should I do with you?"

Xu Jiao could hear an unreasonable sadness in her tone, and looked at her in confusion.

A thought popped into my mind:

Could it be that Xia Jingzhe is... her period is up

So why are you so sentimental and moody

But Xia Jingzhe's rank is not low, and he should have been fasting long ago. Even if he eats it on weekdays, he still eats Lingzhi Linggu.

She couldn't figure it out, so she just didn't want to, and asked directly: "Junior sister looks unhappy, why?"

Xia Jingzhe met the trivial doubt in her eyes, knowing that this was the first question Xu Jiao had asked about her since she was bound to the demon world, but Xia Jingzhe had no joy in her heart.

She asked, "Senior sister, do you really not know why I am worried?"

Xu Jiao looked at her and nodded slowly.

Xia Jingzhe looked at her, looking into her dark eyes, as if she wished she could pour all her emotions through the window of her soul, wished she could tear open her chest and let her see her own. Love.

After a long time, she said in a low voice, "Because the person I love does not have me in the eyes or in the heart, so I am sad."

Xu Jiao's brows jumped slightly.

That's right.

She thought that she couldn't help herself.

Xia Jingzhe seemed to have read her silence again, and after being quiet for a while, she pulled the corner of her lower lip mockingly, leaned over Xu Jiao's side, and asked condescendingly, "Senior sister, can you tell me how to live in the house? What about in your heart?"

"I really want to know, if I die in front of you one day, would you be willing to cry for me."

While speaking, she leaned over a little bit closer, and the kiss finally fell on Xu Jiao's forehead, which was a kind of cherishing.

Xu Jiao didn't dodge or cater to her, she just watched her kiss her down, listened to her next words, and when Xia Jingzhe got up again, she whispered, "You won't die."

Although she often abuses the protagonist, she never writes the protagonist to death. This is her principle of abuse.

Of course, this also often made her scolded by readers who were chasing her like a knife: "It's better to die if the protagonist is so miserable... Suffering so much in life!"

Right now, when Xia Jingzhe heard her words, she bent her lips, and was about to make Xu Jiao get up and accompany her to go out for a walk, when she suddenly noticed something, and turned her face to the side outside the hall.

"I wanted to show my senior sister to see more of this demon world, but unfortunately... the spoilers came too quickly."

There was regret and loneliness in her tone.

Xu Jiao's heart was sealed, and she couldn't notice anything unusual, but she was still awake from the lazy state of waiting for death.

I don't know what mechanism she photographed, but in an instant, black pillars rose from all around, and on each pillar there were strange-shaped monsters as floating paintings. trapped in it.

Xia Jingzhe got up, stepped back, and gave Xu Jiao a gentle smile: "Senior sister doesn't have any exercises right now, so I'd better stay here, lest I get hit with a sword without eyes and hurt my sister."

"It's... the Kunlun faction?" Xu Jiao quickly turned her head, guessing the identity of the uninvited guest.

The smile on Xia Jingzhe's lips condensed, and he said in a low voice, "Is Senior Sister waiting for the leader to save you?"

"pity."

She said: "The Kunlun faction was destroyed, and thirteen thousand four hundred and twenty-three believers all perished—Senior sister guessed wrong."

The expression on Xu Jiao's face finally changed.

Just when Xia Jingzhe thought that Shanshan would be able to see her angry at this time, she heard Xu Jiao muttering to herself: "Could it be that... Xianzun came here?"

There was disbelief in her tone.

It's a pity that Xia Jingzhe can no longer appreciate it. She can perceive that even if she is deep in the abyss of the demon world, she is still locked by the immortal power from the sky. She felt a creepy coldness.

She no longer answered whether Xu Jiao's guess was right or wrong, and her figure turned into a black mist, dissipating in an instant, and disappeared from the room without a trace.

Leave Xu Jiao alone in the trapping formation.

Xu Jiao looked at the direction outside the hall in confusion. Through this formation, everything was covered in gray, which was not very real, but it was the first time that she had such a strong unease, and she couldn't wait to do something.

"System, guess what level she has practiced the magic dragon's technique to now?" Xu Jiao took the initiative to ask.

System: "I can't guess."

Xu Jiao knew the answer long ago. After all, the system had sent her into this world. Except for monitoring the data related to Xia Jingzhe, everything else was just like a low-level artificial intelligence.

But she still couldn't help but ask: "Now facing Immortal Venerable, can she win?"

The system is still the same, I don't know.

Xu Jiao sat there, silent for a long time, and there was one last question left. She didn't want to listen to the mechanical ignorance of the system, so she hid it in her heart.

Her eyes looked outside, and after a long time, her red lips parted lightly, her tone was as calm as before, and it seemed to be mixed with something different, but unfortunately no one was here, and no one had a chance to tell the difference.

She asked in a low voice, as if asking herself:

"Will Xia Jingzhe die?"