In the light of the lights, their eyes faced each other, and the dim yellow light floated faintly between their faces.

Ninety-nine slowly narrowed his eyes, unable to see clearly what emotions were in his eyes. There seemed to be a mist burning in his dark eyes.

After a long time, she smiled faintly and said: "Are you saying that Fang Geyu went to Xianling City not to compete with her two brothers for the position of the city lord of Xianling City, but to compete for the emperor's secret treasure 'Reincarnation Fragment'?"

"yes."

Although there was a faint smile on Ninety-Nine's face, there was no emotion in his voice.

"It really suits her lawless nature. She dares to steal the emperor's secret treasure. She really doesn't know how to write the word "death".

Balian said: "But the secret treasure she stole is fake, and the real fragments of reincarnation are in your body.

When it comes to being bold and not knowing how to write the word "death", she is not as good as you."

Jiujiu lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Puppets cannot empathize with humans. I don't know what fear is, what pain is, let alone the true meaning of death.

Therefore, I am not afraid of the legendary God of Water, nor am I afraid of violating taboos.

Just because I needed this thing, I got it, it’s that simple.”

Balian asked: "Did you prepare the imitation of the fragments of reincarnation in Xianling City?"

"yes."

There was anger in Bai Lian's eyes: "Did you know that Fang Geyu almost lost his life because of this?"

Jiujiu's calm and calm face showed a hint of indifference. She tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Is this an issue I should be concerned about?"

She looked at Balian steadily, "If you want to continue to use human thoughts and feelings to figure me out, you are totally wrong.

Please forgive me for not understanding the importance you humans place on blood ties.

Even though Fang Geyu is my master's daughter, based on your behavior, I should protect her.

But in my eyes, she is just an individual, no different from ordinary people or even the stones and weeds on the ground."

Jiujiu put down the cup in her hand, and as the hot mist of tea was blown away by the wind and snow outside the window, the illusory warmth in her eyes also disappeared.

"I have no extra sympathy. As a puppet, I will naturally not be bound by human moral emotions.

So if you want to use this matter to make me feel guilty, I advise you not to waste your efforts.

There is cooperation between you and me. Since I promised you not to take Fang Geyu's life, I will keep my promise, so you don't need to do anything extra."

It is a very stupid question to discuss with a heartless puppet.

Balian didn't know why the moment he saw the reincarnation fragment appear on Jiujiu, he felt an uncontrollable anger in his heart.

Now that I have gradually calmed down, I have realized that my emotions are a bit inexplicable.

But there are some words that I still feel uncomfortable saying.

Balian lowered his eyes and regained his composure: "Although the fragments of reincarnation are the Emperor's secret treasure, they are not medicine and cannot bring the dead back to life, let alone heal human flesh and bones.

So back then, I couldn't understand how she tried so hard to get this fragment of reincarnation and kept saying she wanted to save two people."

He raised his eyes and looked at Jiujiu, who had no change in emotion and was as calm and rigid as a real puppet, and then said:

"It wasn't until I saw this fragment in your body today that I realized that the person she wanted to save... was not a human being."

Jiujiu lowered his eyes, was silent for a moment, and said: "Humans and puppets are just the relationship between the user and the user.

If it were you, if the useful old sword in your hand was broken, you would be tempted to repair it.

Back then, Xiao Wu and I damaged the core in the chaos, and just this broken puppet body attracted countless forces in Shifang City to secretly rob it."

She smiled low and coldly, raised a palm, and said slowly:

"You can imagine that a palm-sized furnace heart can be broken into nineteen parts in the hands of greedy people, fighting for each other, and fighting for it.

When I fully recovered my heart, all I could feel was the smell of blood.

This also proves from the side that the value of ‘Yinghuo’ cannot be estimated by common sense.”

Balian leaned his back against the car window, "Is that so?"

Ninety-nine said: "That's exactly it."

The topic ended unhappily, and Jiujiu opened the door again, his eyes even colder and more distant than when he came.

"After Mu Yunye saw Fang Geyu's extraordinary power, he would not give up easily.

He is a wealthy man. Although today's banquet has passed, you must find a way to stay by Fang Geyu's side as much as possible.

There must be no carelessness, the bloodline of Shifang must be cut off from her."

After saying the last words, the wide-open car door drifted into the howling wind and snow, and the ninety-nine disappeared.

The carriage that was originally parked was driving along the city roads normally as before.

The deacon of Qinlou held a horsewhip in his hand, sat in front of the carriage, and drove away.

She turned around and looked at Bai Lian in surprise as he opened the car door, and said, "Mr. Ji? But what are your orders?"

All these things just happened, just like a dream.

There was nothing strange on Balian's face, he just nodded lightly in greeting.

"Nothing, Deacon Qin is too tired tonight."

Back at the inn, it was already late at night, Shuci and Afutu had all gone to bed. Bailian turned off the lights for them and left the inn again.

After lighting the incense, Balian appeared in the cold wine shop where he first met Jiujiu.

Shifang City is a city that never sleeps, and wine shops are gathering places for literati and romantic figures.

But tonight, there were no other customers in the small tavern.

Qingxin knelt on the ground, obviously having been waiting for a long time.

She knelt on the ground, resting her forehead on the back of her hands, her tone full of deep guilt.

"Young master, it is because of the incompetence of my subordinates that I actually asked the puppet army of Shifang City to see through the stronghold and take control of me.

Qingxin not only failed to help the young master, but became a constraint for the young master. Qingxin... I will never redeem myself even if I die!"

Balian helped her up and said: "There is no need to talk about incompetence. That woman's strength is unfathomable. Not only you, but also me, I can't be her opponent. You don't have to worry too much."

Qing Xin clenched her fists tightly in her sleeves and spoke in a low voice, but she could hear the deep unwillingness and stubbornness in it.

"If I can be stronger, I can be more effective in helping the young master achieve great things."

Balian saw that she was in a very abnormal state tonight. When he came into contact with her on weekdays, she didn't seem to be someone who was obsessed with strength.

Now it's starting to get a bit rough.

Balian was worried that she was thinking too much and feeling trapped, so she couldn't help but said warmly:

"Those who are good at swimming are drowned, and those who are good at riding are fallen. Everyone is doing what they like, but it is their own disaster. If your heart is as straight as a string and you stay on your own, there is nothing wrong with you."

Although your cultivation level is not high and your strength is not strong, you can do things that strong people cannot do. You can act upright and put an end to evil.

The value and meaning of everyone's existence is different. You don't need to shine brightly, but you just don't have to stop shining."

Qingxin looked up at Balian and murmured: "Don't stop shining..."

Balian chuckled lightly and said, "That's all. I wanted to tell you something, but I can't stand the smell of the wine. Let's go for a walk on the street."

The streets are bustling with people, the lights are swaying all over Fancheng, the night market is lively, and the shadows of lights are flowing everywhere, reflecting the beautiful green tiles and cornices in the city.

Shifang City is a place of wealth and honor in the human world. Even the princes, nobles, generals, and immortals' children entered it, and they couldn't help but be confused and confused by the night scene of this prosperous age.

Balian looked at the pair of eyes that were moving around clearly under Qingxin's hood, filled with surprise and shock.

Originally, she followed him at a very measured distance, and was still able to tell him in a low voice and carefully about the current situation in the Demon Alliance in recent days, as well as various important gossips she had gathered.

But as the acrobatics of swallowing knives and spitting fire passed by, some puppet masters manipulated silk threads as thin as mercury with their fingers, and danced with the delicate puppets under their fingers.

Flying pancakes, Fanyun Ramen, grilled pork, five-ring colorful candies, and all kinds of delicacies passed by on a cart.

Qingxin's voice reporting from behind became smaller and smaller, and she finally stopped in front of a small vendor, staring blankly at the attractive, crystal-red candied haws on a stick.

While he was in a daze, a hand with pale skin and slender fingers suddenly came over and pulled out one of the candied haws.

"Why do you girls like this kind of sour and sweet stuff?"

Qingxin looked at the handsome young man gently playing with the candied haws under the night lights. His eyes were like paint, his figure was like jade, and his behavior was indescribably pleasing to the eye.

For a moment, she couldn't take her eyes away.

It wasn't until Balian shook the candied haws in his hand in front of her eyes that she came back to her senses.

Qingxin felt that he was losing his composure, his cheeks were burning, and he suddenly met Bailian's warm and dark gaze, and felt a bottle of wine poured over his heart, giving him an indescribable taste.

She was a bit helpless and took the candied haws from Bai Lian's hand. She just took a light lick under her lips and stopped eating more.

Qingxin lowered her head and said with a slight smile:

"It's not that I like it, it's just that my family was poor when I was a child and lived in the mountains.

Only when the Chinese New Year is approaching, my aunt will take me to the city market during the market. It is very rare to see such rare things.

At that time, I saw how strange this thing was, and I wanted it in my heart, but I was embarrassed to tell my aunt that I missed this bunch of candied haws at the market every year.
To be continued...