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Chapter 100 I'll Let You Go If You Win

Nine speeches are a disaster and cannot be kept.

Everyone in Tiangong knows this truth, but now Xuanluo refuses to speak, and no one except her can grasp Jiu Ci's handle, so the whole thing has become difficult.

Zhong Linlang didn't care.

Zuo Xuanluo is just a good target to make Jiuci show up, but if this target refuses to cooperate now, she can only take the risk herself.

Zhong Linlang knew very well what the weakness of Jiuci was.

It is his father in a certain sense, the god of Qingzhou.

Nine speeches are deliberate here, just to revive Qingzhou Zunshen.

If you want to get rid of him, you can't just rely on tricks, you have to lurk by his side.

And the best way is to use the rhetoric of resurrection.

Zhong Linlang didn't discuss this matter with anyone, and released the news, claiming that by using the blood of the goddess as an introduction, the dead fairy souls could be recruited.

Before the news reached the Demon Palace, it first spread throughout the Tiangong.

Just this morning, Zhong Linlang couldn't remember how many people came to persuade her.

She was so disturbed that she could only spread her arms and said helplessly to the visitor: "Someone has to take risks. Is there a better candidate besides me?"

That being said, Ning Ye doesn't think so.

Not surprisingly, he quickly invited Zhong Linlang to drink tea.

The fairy air was lingering in the Hall of Eternal Life, and the faint incense wafted over, which made Zhong Linlang relax and breathe a sigh of relief.

Several fairy servants invited her to the main hall, Ning Ye was dressed in white and was sitting in front of the chessboard, playing chess with herself.

Ning Ye's hair was not tied, and the broken hair on the sideburns fell down from time to time, and from the gaps, only a bright red cinnabar mole on the forehead could be vaguely glimpsed.

His expression was pale, a little tired, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Zhong Linlang walked over and sat opposite him.

Ning Ye looked up at her, unexpectedly, he didn't stop her as anxiously as before.

He raised his hand to pour tea for her, and the young green leaves rolled in the white jade cup.

"Tea," he said.

Zhong Linlang didn't say anything else, she reached out to pick up the teacup, and took a few sips.

The faint fragrance of tea spread in his mouth, and Ning Ye's voice was not very real in the tea mist: "Come with me for the next game."

Zhong Linlang nodded and said yes.

The chess pieces returned to their positions, and no one said anything.

Ning Ye held the white piece in his hand, and raised his eyes slightly. He seemed to be looking at the chessboard, but he was actually observing Zhong Linlang's reaction.

"You released the news, right?" He finally lost his composure and sighed.

Zhong Linlang nodded without hiding: "Yes."

Ning Ye was silent for a long time after Bai Zi was placed on the plate, his light brown pupils shrinking slightly: "Have you decided to take an adventure in the Demon Palace?"

"It can't be helped," she replied.

"Are you alone?" Ning Ye continued to ask.

Zhong Linlang shrugged: "I've always been alone."

Since Fu Jingce's death, no one can be by her side anymore.

Ning Ye already knew that the gap between them was getting bigger and bigger, so he didn't reply her directly, but sighed again: "Play chess well, if you beat me, I'll let you go."

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

The girl's face was calm, but Ning Ye began to panic inexplicably.

"Lin Lang," he chewed on these two words over and over again, and in the end he finally expressed his worries, "Do you hate me?"

He asked her this question many times.In fact, Ning Ye has also asked himself many times in his heart.

"I don't hate." Zhong Linlang still had no expression on her face, she hardly thought about it, "I am not worthy of virtue now, and my cultivation level is not worthy of the title of God. The Lord God has preserved this dignity for me, and I am too late to be grateful , let alone hate."

A beautiful set of rhetoric.

These days, Ning Ye has been having a dream repeatedly.

He dreamed that he got married with Zhong Linlang as he wished, but on the night of the marriage, a girl in a bright red wedding dress grabbed the sword from his waist and killed herself.

Every time Ning Ye would wake up with a start, and when he woke up, he would be covered in cold sweat.

So real.

He even wondered if this really happened.

But seeing Zhong Linlang's calm expression, he began to wonder if he was worrying too much.

At this moment, Zhong Linlang was fully focused on the chessboard, and did not notice the change in Ning Ye's expression.

"Hundreds of years ago, you ascended to become a goddess," Ning Ye recalled, "Do you still remember what you said to me in the first sentence?"

"I don't remember clearly." Zhong Linlang said, "I was so excited at the time."

Ning Ye smiled and looked away, "You said, the Palace of Eternal Life is several times bigger than your Goddess Palace."

"It's been a long time since anyone talked to me like this." He lowered his voice, and seemed to sigh softly, "They always bow down to me, always think that I am superior, and after a long time, even I am tired .”

Zhong Linlang raised her head upon hearing the sound.

She never thought that he would tell her this.

"You are a god." Zhong Linlang lowered her head and continued to observe the chess game, "You deserve to be sought after."

"No." Ning Ye smiled wryly and shook his head, "I want to hear you tell the truth."

the truth?So what is a lie?

Zhong Linlang also shook her head: "I don't know what to say."

A tragic feeling suddenly spread in Ning Ye's heart. He looked down at the chessboard and smiled self-deprecatingly: "You won."

Zhong Linlang felt relieved and stood up: "Linlang will fulfill her mission, don't worry, Lord God."

Ning Ye waved her hand and let her go out.

When Zhong Linlang was going back, he unexpectedly ran into Shangxian Ling Yuan.

Shen Suizhi was still covered with white silk. Zhong Linlang just greeted him and was about to leave when she saw him, but unexpectedly he stopped her.

In fact, even Shen Suizhi himself didn't know why he called her to stop.

It seems to be a subconscious action.

"I heard the news from Tiangong." Shen Suizhi hesitated, "Are you going to take risks?"

Zhong Linlang nodded.

"Actually," he thought for a while, "you don't have to take such a risk."

"?" Zhong Linlang raised her eyebrows and asked curiously, "Do you have a better way?"

"Yes." Without hesitation, Shen Suizhi quickly replied, "I have."

Zhong Linlang became interested: "Let's listen."

"We have the pawn Xuanluo." He looked at the girl's side face, "I have a way to make her speak."

But Xuanluo's path is no longer feasible.

"It's useless." Zhong Linlang interrupted his explanation and sighed, "You don't know what kind of person Jiu Ci is. If these were useful, I would have tried them a long time ago."

Shen Suizhi was silent for a while.

"If you have to go, let me help you," he said.

Even he himself couldn't believe it when he said this. He always thought that he was a very indifferent person, but he didn't expect to be overly enthusiastic.

Zhong Linlang was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head: "No need."

"I will." Shen Suizhi ignored her, "Lin Lang."

He said the latter title unconsciously.

Shen Suizhi quickly covered his mouth.

Zhong Linlang was shocked.

(End of this chapter)