It's a bit unnatural for the system's task reminder to appear at this time.
At this moment, it was only one day before returning from Dongyue.
Qi Xi even planned to give himself a day off, and then go check the memorials after the rest.
The same is true for Ye An.
But I'm afraid that's not possible now.
He stared at the several lines of text in front of him—
You have a new mission!
Mission location: unlimited
Task content: Starting from the time of accepting the task, the host and the temple empress are asked to survive the seventh day together.
After the task is completed, the rewards will be calculated based on the task process!
After reading ten lines at a glance, you can quickly understand the content of the task.
Ye An's eyes trembled slightly.
"What kind of mission is this...?"
Survive the seventh day…
It is different from the previous tasks that were equivalent to restrictions and being forced to do.
The content of this mission is equivalent to a prophecy in disguise.
In the next seven days, they will definitely have some kind of crisis, and even come to a critical moment of life and death.
But what will the crisis be
Is it the coming of divine punishment again
Or maybe it was the challenge time agreed upon by Ji Huang in seven days.
Almost in a flash, Ye An thought of the props of the Leaf of the World Tree.
Originally, he planned to find a time to borrow the leaves of the World Tree to find a way to help Qi Xi restore his luck.
But according to the current situation, if they just want to survive, they must do their best to deal with it.
What's even more terrifying is that even Qi Xi is included in the mission.
This also shows that it is not just Ye An himself.
Is it possible that even the temple empress may be implicated...
"What's wrong?"
Qi Xi stared at his face and said, "Ye An, your expression is a bit like the death row prisoners waiting to be executed in the execution ground..."
Ye An raised his head, frowned slightly, and said, "Does it look like it?"
Qixi nodded slightly, "Yes."
"Let me tell you, where is the expression on your face that was so calm just now that you couldn't help but want to make fun of me?"
"Did something suddenly occur to you? If you have anything, please tell me."
Her dazzling golden eyes were filled with watery color, which deeply attracted people's hearts.
It has to be said that Qi Xi is still good at seeing through people's hearts.
Ye An rubbed his forehead and said, "Wait for me to organize my words."
He couldn't say that directly, 'We're probably going to die in these seven days...' This kind of mess.
“…”
Qi Xi got used to his words and said, "Organizing language? Okay, sit down, think carefully, and I'll pour you a pot of tea."
There is no other person in the world who asked the empress to pour the tea herself.
The tea had already been brewed, and she poured some tea into each of Ye An's and her own teacups.
Immediately, she gently lifted her tea cup and took a sip.
The water temperature is just right.
At this time, Ye An said: "Your Majesty."
Qixi hummed softly, "Yeah."
Ye An frowned and said in a deep voice: "Is there a way? I mean in case, maybe, if..."
"Is there really something that can kill you?"
Qi Xi held the teacup and sipped the tea leisurely.
When she heard this sentence, she was stunned.
puff!
Her Majesty the Empress lost her composure after all. She spurted out a mouthful of tea, choked, and immediately stretched out her white jade hand to cover her mouth.
Ye An didn't expect her to react so much, so he took a piece of cloth and handed it over.
"You, you are sick...! Idiot!"
Qixi frowned slightly, his face was gloomy, and he shouted softly: "You want to rebel, want to rebel, want to assassinate me?"
Ye An shook his head repeatedly and explained: "No, even if I want to assassinate, I will use a stick, no..."
"No, please listen to my explanation."
Qi Xi leaned back, crossed his legs, and said with cold eyes, "Listen, tell me."
Ye An: "..."
He paused for a moment and said: "Actually, it was my guess, intuition..."
"I just thought your Majesty might have some accidents." At this point, the voice stopped abruptly.
Of course he wasn't intuitive;
Qi Xi was slightly startled, "Intuition?"
Ye An nodded slightly.
Qi Xi closed his eyes and remained silent.
After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes and said in a deep voice: "This is... the intuition of a child of destiny, right?"
"The intuition of a child of destiny is always accurate. If you think so, you're probably right."
Ye An never thought that there would be a "Dihua flow" plot at this time.
It was clear that there was no serious explanation for anything, so Her Majesty the Empress believed it.
But at this moment, the process is no longer important, the result is the most important.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I didn't mean to offend," he said.
"Let's have tea."
Qi Xi lowered his head and poured himself a cup of tea.
When the cup reached her mouth, she paused, and even gave up the thought of drinking tea, which was enough to see the entanglement in her heart.
"Since it is the intuition of the son of luck, then I will say it."
"When I became a demigod and made a contract with Heaven. Heaven promised that before the next successor arrives, I will not die, I will not die of old age, my injuries can be healed, there is no upper limit to my realm, and I can directly use part of Heaven's will."
"But that doesn't mean eternal life."
She paused for a moment.
After killing Chen Che, the son of fate, she had already thought that she would die.
It's just Ye An's expectation as a 'candidate for the son of destiny' that reignites the fireworks in her heart.
Qi Xi said calmly: "For the assassin, the order from simple to difficult is: the evil spirit of the evil clan, the inheritance of the next successor, and the vital points of the physical body's divine veins. These three methods can all kill me. .”
The evil spirit of the evil clan is understandable.
They are an unknown race outside the plane, an extraterritorial force that has escaped the control of heaven.
It is also understandable that the divine veins are critical.
But there is another point. Ye An couldn't help but ask: "What does the inheritance of the next successor mean?"
Qi Xi pursed his lips slightly and remained silent. After a moment, he said, "I don't want to say it."
She was actually a little selfish and didn't want to tell Ye An that she would die when the next successor ascended to the throne.
While passing on the power of the gods to the next person, it will also deprive her of her lifespan. In the long torrent of time, her lifespan has long been bound to the divine veins.
If explained, the other party will understand that the previous promise at Saint Cloud Summit was actually a lie...
But the meaning of these words.
It's obvious enough that it doesn't need to be explained.
Even if no explanation is needed, Ye An can understand the meaning. Secondly, he also knew that Qi Xi would die in the end.
In fact, each of them is confused, but each of them understands.
"forget about it."
Ye An said: "Are these three types the only ones?"
Qi Xi took a sip of tea and said softly: "If you insist on saying it, there is a fourth kind, which is the punishment of heaven."
"However, the way of heaven has declined, and it will be difficult for even the way of heaven to cultivate another temple empress. Even if the pillar of pilgrimage is just a puppet, it at least has some godly thinking, and it naturally knows how to weigh the pros and cons."
"As for the other two methods, the key points of divine veins..."
At this point, she laughed and said: "Humph, except for the people I am close to and extremely trust, it is absolutely impossible for anyone else to do it. Even if you get close to me, you are still not strong enough to hurt my vitals. "
"The only truly feasible method is the last one left."
Ye An nodded slightly.
Immediately, the two looked at each other and said in unison: "Evil clan."