Bai Xiaoyao thought so in her heart, but she was not in a hurry.
With a wave of her hand, a light white dress appeared beside her.
The witch was very well prepared.
She changed into the off-shoulder white dress that had disturbed her senior brother the last time, draped a white fur coat over her shoulders to cover her skin, and put on her gold-rimmed white boots on her black-stockinged feet.
Then, facing the bronze mirror on the table, she slowly put on light makeup.
Finally, looking at her reflection in the mirror, Bai Xiaoyao pursed her moist red lips and smiled gently.
She believed that now, as long as she stuck to her fake wooden senior brother and said lightly, "Senior brother, do you want to taste the rouge on my lips?", she would be able to achieve a decisive effect.
Exhaling lightly, she slowly stood up.
Without turning off the light in his room, Bai Xiaoyao concealed his breath and quietly left his room.
"That's what I said... But what if my brother hasn't returned yet?"
The little girl showed a thoughtful look on her face, and then quickly changed her expression back to smiling.
It’s good that he hasn’t come back. I can just sit on my brother’s bed and wait for him. Who knows, maybe there will be better results.
Bai Xiaoyao moved lightly with lotus steps.
Her residence was not far from Luo Wusheng's, and she could see the unlit room at a glance.
(It seems that Senior Brother has not returned yet...)
The little demon girl didn't care and got closer and closer to her senior brother's room.
Then she suddenly frowned.
(What a strange smell... Like a mixture of the city's famous spices, but without careful adjustment of the proportions or the amount used?)
Rather than being fragrant, it’s more like being a bit pungent
It’s strange, why is there the smell of women’s spices in front of my door
The women in the house are not just me and...
!
Bai Xiaoyao's breathing stagnated, and he made a finger gesture almost subconsciously.
The next moment, she seemed to hear a voice in her ear.
"Luo Lang... Hmm, something seems to be wrong. It feels a little unnatural..."
"Huh, let's do it again... Oh, Luo Lang is back? So, should I take a shower first, or eat first? Or... Wow, no no, my face is so hot!"
"… It's so difficult. I decided not to tell this part of the story… Really, how can I pretend to be not so smart?"
"Forget it, let's not worry about that for now... What should I change the lyrics to? 'Luo Lang is so slow, Xiao Yuli has been waiting for you for a long time'... Eh?"
The girl's clear and somewhat childish voice suddenly stopped.
The closed door was opened at this moment.
In the dim light, the expressionless girl at the door and the girl wrapped in quilt on the bed looked at each other quietly.
The next moment, a scream broke out.
“Ahhh—”
"You you you... why are you here?! When were you there? What I just said..."
Lu Yuli on the bed curled up in the quilt, her breathing disordered.
If you turn on the light, you can see that the little girl's face is so red that it looks like blood is about to drip out.
“Haha, I basically heard everything.”
Bai Xiaoyao forced a kind smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes: "I really didn't expect that Sister Yuli would be in my brother's room... What is she doing?"
Clean white boots stepped into the room.
She slightly raised her delicate nose.
"And this smell... I really can't imagine that you are such a Yuli sister... sister?"
The little witch's voice suddenly paused.
She suddenly discovered that the little girl opposite her, who had been extremely panicked just now, now seemed to realize something and turned her eyes to her.
There was first surprise in his eyes, then weirdness, and finally they began to lose their luster.
Bai Xiaoyao entered the room on impulse, and after understanding these looks, she finally remembered what she was wearing.
This "formal attire" is obviously prepared for a "decisive battle" in a certain sense...
The two little girls fell silent at the same time.
Miss Jianxian's little face was still red, but her eyes were no longer wandering. The tightly wrapped sheets suddenly loosened and she looked at the other person.
Bai Xiaoyao, who was good at reading people's minds, easily saw the meaning in her eyes.
"I didn't expect you to be such a little devil sister!"
At this moment, both of them had clear thoughts in their minds.
Agreement
Haha, go to hell!
We are all the same, so no one should blame anyone else.
Well, it really goes without saying, draw your sword.
In this royal city, most people focused their attention on the north of the city at night, and no one noticed that bursts of roars were coming from the residence of the Demon Sect's Saint.
Until dawn.
The competition for the Human Immortal Ranking, first day.
Chapter 424: The Battle for the Human Immortal Ranking Begins (3000)
Deep in the imperial palace.
The beautiful young emperor was wearing an imperial robe and crown, standing on a high platform, holding the sword of the human king in her hand.
Her eyes flickered as she looked at the sky which had just lit up, without saying a word.
After a long time, the Empress let out a sigh.
Just last night, something went wrong with her mortal body.
She did not forget the agreement with the Saint of the Demon Sect, nor did she subjectively believe that the previously set time would not be changed due to the advancement of the competition for the Human Immortal List.
So according to the previously agreed time of "the eve of the Human-Immortal Ranking Competition", her mortal incarnation did not follow the other six gates to keep watch at the Xiantai formation in the north of the city last night. Instead, after seeing that the sky was almost dark, she chose to go to Wangxianlou Inn to meet someone.
But even though she was the emperor of the Immortal Kingdom, she could never have imagined that her mortal body would be affected by illusions within the royal city.
He didn't even realize when the illusion was cast.
(The illusion last night really trapped me completely...)
Affected by the illusion, Fan Chenshen traveled all the way from the north to the south of the city last night but could not find a way out.
It seemed as if the space was dislocated by the illusion, so that she, who was under the influence of the illusion, was unable to immediately realize that something was wrong.
Therefore, the memory could not be synchronized immediately at that time.
Until the illusion is lifted.
Seeing the gradually brightening sky and the unexpected scenery, the mortal incarnation finally realized the problem and synchronized his memories with a serious face.
"To achieve this, in addition to disrupting the perception of space, we also need to disrupt the perception of time..."
The Empress's brows furrowed.
The opponent was able to perform this level of illusion in the royal city without anyone noticing, so his strength must be unfathomable.
At least it's a deity.
(But why would the God of Transformation use such means to deal with a small golden seal of the Six Gates? Could it be that the person behind the scenes already knew that it was my mortal body? If so, then who was the person who attacked me, an enemy or a friend?)
If he was an enemy, why would he only use illusion as a means
The Empress, who received the memory synchronization at that time, fell into deep thought.
Even though that powerful illusion almost trapped his incarnation for a whole night, what was the point
As soon as she began to think about this question, she vaguely knew the answer.
After getting rid of the illusion, she recalled her original purpose, and her mortal incarnation turned around to look for Luo Wusheng.
However, the Holy Son of the Demon Sect disappeared.
It was neither in the Wangxianlou Inn, nor in the Magic Weapon Pavilion, nor in the house he bought.
The most bizarre thing among them is the house.
When she arrived at the scene, the residence of the Demon Sect's Saint and its surroundings were in a mess and no one was there.
What exactly happened
She suddenly understood a little.
Perhaps, the person who cast the illusion just didn't want his mortal body to come into contact with the Demon Sect's Saint last night
As she pondered over the memories that had just been transmitted back to her, the Empress's face became more and more thoughtful.
But at this moment, a voice came from behind her.
"Your Majesty, the time has come. It's time to prepare for the heavenly sacrifice and the formation... Your Majesty?"
Wutong, wearing a mask with dead leaf patterns, appeared behind the girl in imperial robe, with a puzzled look under the mask.
The Empress withdrew her thoughts.
"I can hear you." She responded, turned around and looked at her subordinates with her phoenix eyes, without much hesitation, she gently raised her sleeves: "... Let's go to the north of the city."
The next few days were extremely critical, and she couldn't stand still because of a small change.
(Don’t think too much about it for now. Maybe I’ll see him later when we compete on the Human Immortal Ranking. After all, his junior sister is also going to participate today…)
The empress pondered in her heart, took a step forward, and disappeared into the void with Wutong.
… …
North of the royal city.
Where the Xiantai formation is located, a large number of contestants participating in the competition for the Human Immortal List have now gathered.
The transmission of the formation will be opened in batches. First, the participants will be sent into the test platform, and then the spectators will be sent in.
But the formation has not been activated yet.
The Fairyland has sent people to maintain order, but everyone is still eagerly awaiting the arrival of the Fairyland Queen.
With two exceptions.
"…Did my senior brother reply to your letter?"
"Lululu, I won't tell you!"
Outside the Xiantai formation, two extremely beautiful girls chose a slightly open place to stay together, but they kept two steps apart as if they disliked each other.
Looking more closely, the two little girls both looked a little...
Embarrassed
Although he was dressed neatly and his appearance seemed to have been slightly improved, he somehow looked dishevelled.
Perhaps it was because of her pale complexion, or perhaps it was because of the few strands of hair that had obviously fallen on her dress but had been forgotten to be removed.
At this moment, Bai Xiaoyao looked at his sister Yuli who stuck out her tongue at him, the veins on his forehead twitched, and then he smiled disdainfully and raised his neck slightly.
"Hehe, it seems you haven't replied yet. Otherwise, looking at your current look, you should be eager to show off in front of me." Bai Xiaoyao chuckled.
"I, I don't think so... Wait, what do you mean by the way I am now? Explain clearly what I am like!" Lu Yuli was furious.
"Of course it's what a thieving cat should do. Even now, when I think of what you said when you were alone in your room last night, your little demon sister gives me goosebumps all over my body."