"The condition can be to help ian escape, or it can be to help your Su Shijie find the antidote."
Shanel suddenly raised her head and stared at He Xiuzi.
"However, I can only choose one of the two."
Shanel's lips curled up: "What are the conditions?"
"You said you would go up to the mountain of knives and go down to the sea of fire."
Chanel was puzzled. This sentence was just an adjective. How could there be a real mountain of swords and sea of fire in the world?
"Why should I believe what you say?" Chanel sneered, "How do you know about Su Shijie's antidote?"
"There is something fishy about Su Shijie's illness. His antidote is in the East Palace. Believe it or not, I have no loss." He Xiuzi sat down on the chair. "If you believe it, maybe Sue has a chance to be cured, but you don't believe it."
If so, Sue will have no choice but to wait for death."
Chanel lowered her gaze and thought of the words of the mysterious man in the castle. Sometimes she also wondered whether that man might have colluded with He Xiuzi just to set a trap for her and get her to come back to Mu Xicheng.
However, Su Shijie went to investigate his illness and found something fishy...
Chanel originally had a glimmer of hope.
Rather, she would rather believe that this is true, because only by believing can Su Shijie be saved.
What else could she do but believe?
"Tell me, if you choose one of the two, who do you want to save?"
Chanel said without blinking: "I choose Mu Xicheng."
There was a hint of surprise in He Xiuzi's eyes, and he said slightly mockingly: "I thought you would definitely choose Sue, why?"
Shanel said calmly: "Because I owe Mu Xicheng more."
In fact, the real reason is that she believes that He Xiuzi has the ability to help Mu Xicheng escape, but she does not believe that He Xiuzi can help Su Shijie get the antidote.
When going to the East Palace, shouldn't Mu Xicheng have more rights?
However, Chanel has no demands now, she just hopes that Mu Xicheng will wake up soon.
…
Half an hour later, a long path was paved with red-hot coals in the corridor at the entrance of the ward.
The scarlet flame made a crackling sound in the coals.
The two bodyguards arched their bodies: "Miss, you are ready."
Chanel stared at the fire road in front of her and understood what He Xiuzi meant.
This is called a "volcano".
"Chanel, if you can walk barefoot from here and finish this road, I will promise to help ian escape." He Xiuzi turned around and stared at Chanel's legs, "I really want to know, for ian,
How much can you do?"
Chanel smiled coldly: "What if I walked over but you went back on your word?"
He Xiuzi suddenly picked up a delicate dagger and cut his palm...
Bright red blood fell down her snow-white skin.
She clenched her hand into a fist and stretched it out. The blood dripped on the charcoal fire, making a crackling sound.
He Xiuzi dropped the dagger: "If I want your legs, you have no choice but to do so. Likewise, now that I am negotiating terms with you, there is no need to go back on my words."
"..."
He Xiuzi's face looked extremely cold against the firelight, "I'm not willing to give in for him."
"..."
"You should be grateful that you just chose Ian, otherwise you wouldn't even have the chance to hesitate now, and I would break your legs directly."