After inheriting the magic house, I spoiled the villain

Chapter 46 Rage

Su Mu was stunned, "I didn't know the necklace would take so long, mother, I really didn't promise him to get the necklace! I definitely didn't let them steal the necklace!"

He turned his head and stared at Chen Xi, "Boss, I can help you find other ways, can you not ask for a necklace? My mother didn't ask you to provoke you, why did you beat her like this?"

There are more and more monks watching outside.

Chen Xi gave up Ming Qiang, walked towards Feng Xiaochi, grabbed her hand, and led her away from the wing.

Feng Xiaochi didn't understand why he was so persistent in wanting this necklace.

She looked back at Su Qingcheng, who was dying, and was a little worried: "Um...Aunt Su is just an ordinary person. If you beat her like this, will she die? I think it's too cruel to do this. Everyone has shaved their heads and turned into a nun." ..."

Chen Xi didn't recover from the rage just now, and ignored her.

"Benefactor, please stay, benefactor..."

The two left the backyard and walked around to the secluded Scripture Library and Incense Room.Several monks tried to keep him, and the security guard rushed towards them, but Chen Xi pushed them away.

Gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

Feng Xiaochi's chest was still tight, and he had not fully recovered from Su Qingcheng's kick just now, and he came to a secluded corner in the blink of an eye.

Chen Xi carried her and flew out, in broad daylight, straight into the sky, and flew in the direction of the magic house.

"Chenxi, did you hear what I said? Ah yes, speaking of it, vampire blood can heal wounds, as long as you take a breath, maybe Su Mu can heal Su Qingcheng with a drop of blood. Do you know this, Is it because of such a heavy hand?"

Chen Xi turned a deaf ear, her handsome face was so gloomy that Feng Xiaochi was a little scared.

She talked a lot on her own, and ate a lot of cold wind, but Chen Xi never answered.

Under the eyes of everyone, Su Qingcheng was seriously injured so far. If Su Mu recovered her with a drop of blood, it would probably arouse suspicion.

But this is not something Chen Xi wants to consider.

That night, Su Mu was summoned by him, clutching the runes on his forehead, and came to the magic house whining.

This pain is said to be the same as Voldemort summoning Death Eaters.

"Why are you crazy? You want magical creatures, I'll find you other ones, why do you need a necklace? Even if you want a necklace, it will take me five years to become a pure-blooded vampire!"

Feng Xiaochi winked at Su Mu: Puff!
Su Mu didn't see her reminder at all. He came to the round table in the middle hall and slapped the table loudly: "You can't follow Feng Xiaochi and learn hard. Be more down-to-earth, maybe the magic house is already a little famous now!"

Before the words finished, Chen Xi stood up from her seat and hooked him.

With a strange cry, Su Mu floated up, straightened his neck and rushed towards his palm.

Chen Xi lifted his collar, like dragging a sandbag, and dragged him towards the back hall expressionlessly.

Su Mu hardly had much chance to struggle.

The door to the back hall was slammed shut.

Immediately afterwards, screams rang out again and again in the back hall.

"Chen Xi, what are you doing? It's no use beating me... Well... I can't help you get the necklace, I can't disturb my mother... Ah! Are you crazy, why are you beating me?!"

Feng Xiaochi covered his ears, lay on the sofa with his dog in his arms, flipping through the tarot card tutorial absently.

The magic creature was fruitless, so she planned to open the way of divination.

It is said that Chen Xi can do divination, but no matter what she says, he keeps a gloomy face and remains silent.

He's not in the right shape.

It is very likely that Su Qingcheng mentioned his past, which stimulated him.

Su Mu's screams lasted for a while, begging Feng Xiaochi for mercy.

After all, Feng Xiaochi couldn't bear it, and with the authority of the store manager, pushed open the door of the back hall.

The poor vampire was bruised and swollen, and sat in the corner like mud, shaking.

The fallen angel flew in the air, staring at him with a stinking face.

Nothing else was damaged, only the small milk pot for puffs was knocked out.

Seeing Feng Xiaochi approaching, Chen Xi restrained her anger a little, folded her arms around her chest, and said, "Go and steal the necklace, or I'll kill you."

Su Mu wiped his nosebleeds with the back of his hand. He breathed in more air and released less air, but suddenly he had the backbone: "You kill me. Kill me now. I'll see what you use to kill!"

Chen Xi fell down, strangled his neck, raised his hand and punched him hard in the face.

"Stop hitting..." Feng Xiaochi held on to the door weakly.

Chen Xi let go of her hand: "Get lost."

Su Mu took a sip and staggered out.

Chen Xi used magic to clean up the messy things in the back hall and rearranged them neatly.

The mana consumption is too great.

With a pale face, he lay down on Feng Xiaochi's folding bed, and ordered: "Come here, heal my wounds."

Feng Xiaochi walked over with a blank expression, and glanced at his back: "People will not die if they don't work, and the same is true for magical creatures!"

Chen Xi: "..."

Although they are magical creatures, unlike vampires, fallen angels do not have such magical healing abilities.

The plasters on his back were still there, and many of them were torn and oozing blood.

Feng Xiaochi washed his hands, took out all the unused iodine and gauze, moved a chair to sit by the bed, and re-sterilized him with medicine.

It could be seen that Chen Xi was in a bad mood.

Feng Xiaochi didn't speak.

The two were silent for a long time, until she had disinfected every open wound and put on the plaster, Chen Xi suddenly spoke.

"Are you curious about my past?"

He lay there, leaving her with a stubborn back of the head.

Feng Xiaochi: "Of course. Would you like to tell me?"

*
Not the biblical story she thought it was.

Chenxi's hometown is more like another parallel time and space that allows myths to exist in the world.In this time and space, there is only one continent suspended in the magical ether.

On the mainland, angels, elves, dwarves, orcs, wizards, goblins, and humans live together in ethnic groups and establish city-states.

They have their own unique abilities, they benefit from each other, and they live in peace.

The city-states of the angels are called the holy world.

Until one day, the Holy Lord made a prophecy that at a certain moment in the future, the magic ether supporting this continent will disappear, and the entire continent will continue to fall into the boundless sea of ​​magic realm below.

Before the magic ether disappears, famine and plague will be the beginning.Since then, war death will continue to repeat itself on this continent.

At the beginning of this prophecy, only a few noble angels knew about it.They once thought that the Holy Master was old and dim-sighted, and didn't take this prophecy seriously.

After all, the whole continent is doing well, everyone has enough food and clothing, and there has never been a huge disaster in the past.

There is no plague that cannot be cured by the medicine of the forest witch, and there is no war that cannot be quelled by angels. If there is a famine, you only need to go to the wishing pool of the elves and make a wish, and the coming year will be prosperous.

But thousands of years after the prophecy was made, the famine and plague really happened.

"Humans like to make wishes to elves, confess to angels, and beg them to bring happiness. Who should the angel pray to?"

"host?"

"We only have the Holy Lord. That old man is a fool." Chen Xi recalled the past and sneered, "He sent people to build Noah's Ark according to the myth and epic, but was tricked by cunning human traders to take away all the magic crystals in the holy world. I didn’t even get the last boat ticket.”

(End of this chapter)