"Let's do this. I'll suffer a loss and let's make a deal. How about that?"

When he heard the word "deal", Huaping was like a wolf that smelled danger and lowered its body with eyes down and ears raised, raising a posture of concentration and alertness.

After Zhiying finished peeling the orange, he slowly and slowly picked out the orange veins attached to the orange petals. His tone was as unhurried as his movements, and even the smile on his lips was as calm and unhurried: "Don't make it so tense.

, after all, I am the one who suffers in this transaction."

After finishing picking the oranges, there was still no sign of conversation on the screen. Zhiying gave her half of the oranges. When she saw her taking them, she rolled her eyes and said, "You are so nervous, why don't you let me tell you a story to relax."

Without waiting for Huaping to answer, she started talking to herself.

"More than four hundred years ago, there was a female monarch who governed the country as a woman. Regardless of past grievances, she took the daughter of a political opponent as a student, trying to resolve the hatred through the relationship between master and disciple. Later, this female monarch died unexpectedly.

Leaving a legacy when dying

The edict was handed over to the student, and then the student announced this edict to the world, and a young talent she valued would succeed to the throne. In order to express his respect for the female monarch's mind and gratitude for passing the throne, the young man married the female monarch's student.

For the future."

Huaping snorted angrily.

"Why, what did I say wrong?"

Zhiying leaned forward and pretended to ask for advice humbly, but Huaping made no other response. She secretly encouraged herself: "Since there is nothing wrong, I will continue talking."

After saying that, she got up and walked.

"Kings have always changed, and supporters and opponents have coexisted. This country is not immune to this. Among the opponents, there is the female monarch's maternal clan.

"Although the female monarch and the daughter of her political enemy have the title of master and disciple, how can the old grudges be easily resolved, and the female monarch's mother clan has long been accustomed to living a life of dominance and aloofness by relying on the female monarch. How can

Can you get used to looking at people’s looks and live your life?

"At that time, the queen had a young daughter. Based on this blood relationship, the queen's mother clan supported a princess who was inexperienced in the world to inherit the throne. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. The queen's mother clan was in a game with the new emperor.

The army was quickly defeated.

"So the princess was secretly sent to a foreign country to escape. The princess was young and playful, and unfortunately disappeared, and there has been no news since. There are not many members of Nujun's mother clan left, so they can only stay in hibernation temporarily to prepare for the future."

After telling the story, Weaver Ying ate two orange segments to quench his thirst, and then asked: "How did my story go?"

The painting screen has a penetrating gaze: "Every word is precious and intriguing."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Zhiying accepted Huaping's compliments without changing her expression. After eating the oranges, she looked at the green rippled pomegranate skirt that Huaping was wearing, and seemed to mention it accidentally: "I heard that the previous Tushan Demon King in the demon world had a daughter..."

Seeing that the picture on the screen looked like someone was in danger of having her secret revealed, she smiled slightly: "I vaguely remember that your Tushan clan has a tradition. If a Tushan clan member has no name before the age of 500, he will wait until his 500th birthday.

On that day, the clan leader personally gave her a name. Four hundred years ago, Princess Tushan was not yet a hundred years old, so she did not have a name. She only knew that she was the noble Tushan clan."

She deliberately emphasized the words "Honorable Tushan clan", and she saw a look of horror on the painting screen. It was completely annihilated in just a moment, and turned into a cold question: "Young lady knows so much about my demon clan, what is it?"

What’s so sacred about that?”

"Have you noticed it already? It's so boring."

Zhiying was a little disappointed, but since she had just said that she acted fairly, it was not easy to go back on her word and slap herself in the face. Since she knew the details of Huaping, Huaping also had the same right to know her identity.

So Zhiying straightened his expression and said half-heartedly, half-disclosed: "Chaos has just opened, clear and turbid, and there are nine heavens above the sky."

"Are you a god?" Huaping was slightly stunned.

Weaver Shadow calmly retracted her breath-containing technique, and her whole body was clearly revealed.

Huaping slowly put away the surprise on his face, and asked in confusion: "Since you are a god, why do you collude with the demons? Are you involved in my demon clan's affairs?"

Zhi Ying regained his breath and said: "This is my private matter. The grievances between you demon clan have nothing to do with me, but I also have other transactions to fulfill, and it is absolutely necessary to interfere. The transaction between us,

It’s up to you to decide whether you agree or not.”

She stretched out her left palm and stood upright at her side, waiting for the picture to be drawn and a high-five as an oath.

The painting screen was still deep in thought, and Weaving Shadow did not say anything to urge him, nor did he take back his hand. He just looked at the painting screen and waited quietly, looking very patient.

At the moment when Weaver Ying's hand started to feel sore, Huabing said decisively: "Deal." After saying that, he struck with Weaver Ying with his left palm, agreeing to this "fair deal".

Zhi Ying created two sets of pen and ink: "You and I each write down what the other party wants, and bartering is fair."

Huaping gently tapped his chin: "Okay."

After a short while, the two stopped writing and folded the paper into two shapes.

Zhi Ying said solemnly: "Have you thought about it? Tell me that you are betraying your master, the poison will eat your heart, and there is no cure."

"Back to the master?" Huaping said proudly, as if he had heard a joke, "I am Tushan Huaping, who is my master? How about betrayal? As for the heart-eating Gu, you can't control it, so what's the problem if it's gone?"

Later, that pride turned into bitter desolation and helplessness.

Zhiying was silent, and thinking of Gao Tang's bloodshot eyes, she said one more thing: "Sincerity is hard to find, and should be cherished the most."

Not only to comfort Huabing, but also to comfort myself.

Looking at the picture screen with sadness, Zhiying sighed in his heart and handed her the two sides that recorded the memory of Xishou Town: "This is what you want."

Huabing wiped the corner of her eyes, took it with one hand, and handed the origami with the name of the person who ordered her to assassinate Weaver to Zhiying with the other hand.

After unfolding the two sides, she read the content carefully. She was shocked, angry and worried at first, and then slowly returned to calmness. When she saw the back, her anxious heart gradually returned to its original position, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

, and then whispered softly: "Xi Shou Town... it's okay." Then he cast a spell to burn the letter.

On the other hand, Zhiying also split both sides, but his expression was completely opposite to that on the painting screen. After reading the words above, his eyes narrowed unconsciously, and his tone was the expected affirmation: "It is indeed him." After a moment of silence, she

Fold the two sides again along the traces and put them into the sleeves.

At this time, Huaping gave a solemn salute to Zhiying: "If you want revenge, please show mercy to the Tushan clan."

Weaver Ying turned sideways and said: "Dancing with wolves will inevitably lead to backlash. I'm afraid it won't work if I show mercy. What's more, they want more than just my life."

The screen remains silent.

Weaver Ying thought for a moment and said, "I can help you release the control of the Heart-Eating Gu."

Huaping frowned: "You said before that there is no cure for the poison that eats the heart."

Zhi Ying nodded: "It is true that there is no cure, but I have other ways."

Seeing how confident she was, Huaping couldn't help but feel a little confident, but he didn't lose his mind. Instead, he asked: "What do you want?"

Zhi Ying couldn't help but smile: "You are really a flower that understands words!" After praising her, she walked closer to the painting screen, whispered to it in a low voice, and then backed away after a while.

After listening to her words, Huaping's brows were full of doubts: "What good will this do to you?"

Zhiying walked slowly, looking at the painting of mulberry trees on the wall. Her eyes were as cold as autumn water, and an indescribable sadness slowly flowed out. She closed her eyes lightly, and her tone was so helpless.

and hesitation.
Chapter completed!