Fairy, would you like to be my lackey?

Chapter 61 You lose, Miss Xia

In fact, when I was caught, I could already imagine how tragic the ending would be.

But Yin Yuexuan didn't care much.

As a ghost cultivator, she was a bit lawless and said that killing people paid for their lives, but she was very clear about the reason why her shoes would not get wet when she often walked by the river.

So she was already prepared to be killed, not to mention the possibility that some enemy would take away her soul and refine it into a cauldron.

For Ghost Sect, the disciples in the sect and them are nothing more than a relationship of mutual use, and there is absolutely no loyalty at all. Even if she is a saint of Ghost Sect, she is just more useful than others.

The Ghost Sect would not offend the Duke's Mansion to death for her. If she was still alive, the Ghost Sect might send someone to rescue her. After all, she was still a sixth-level person and would most likely be promoted to the seventh level in the future.

But if she dies, the Ghost Sect may avenge her, but if the target is the Duke's Mansion, this possibility is slim.

After being caught, she had expected that her cultivation base would be abolished, and she would be locked up in a small dark room.

So for the current situation, she can still accept it.

As long as you're alive, things won't be so bad.

Being imprisoned in a small black room, there was neither torture nor urging, just keeping her here. It would be a bit too ridiculous to make her submit just because of this.

--That's it?
This is what Yin Yuexuan originally thought.

But she soon realized she was wrong.

And it's quite wrong.

Inside the mansion in the courtyard.

Su Jiming sat in front of the stone table, and the girl sitting opposite him wrinkled her face, looking like she was thinking hard.

On the stone table, there is a chessboard with different black and white chess pieces on it.

But the two of them were not playing Go. In fact, Night Bird had never learned how to play Go.

Night attendants don't have any requirements such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. They are guards after all, and these skills are of little use to them.

But as a pastime, Su Jiming taught the girl a simpler way to play.

"That's all it takes. If five chess pieces of the same color fall on a line, you'll be considered a winner."

Su Jiming put down the chess piece in his hand, and the five white pieces on the chessboard formed a line. The girl followed suit and picked up a black piece on the chessboard.

The sycamore leaves rustled down, and Xia Qianqing, who was standing under the eaves, looked at the scene in front of her with a slightly subtle feeling in her heart.

As early as a few days ago, she had adjusted the internal energy in her body, and the high fever subsided.

Of course, Su Jiming was not at the mansion during the past few days of cultivation, and even the night sparrow followed him to nowhere.

Although these things have nothing to do with her, Xia Qianqing is still somewhat curious in her heart.

For some unknown reason, the girl was much more interested in Su Jiming's affairs than before.

"That's it... Night Bird is really smart, he beat me so quickly."

Su Jiming's voice came from not far away.

The girl who was praised was obviously happy, but she didn't show it too much, she just shook her head and said:
"It's just that the son deliberately let the night sparrow."

Xia Qianqing crossed her arms and watched this heart-wrenching scene, feeling that the dog showing affection really deserved to die.

"Miss Xia, you've been watching for a long time, why don't you come and try?"

Su Jiming suddenly raised his head and asked.

Xia Qianqing didn't expect Su Jiming to suddenly mention her name, and was unexpectedly at a loss.

But she still walked forward, sat on the stone bench, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar chessboard in front of her, and asked:
"How should I go down?"

"Miss Xia just eavesdropped for so long and still hasn't learned it?"

"I wasn't eavesdropping, I was just watching the scenery."

Xia Qianqing said with a guilty conscience.

Hearing this, Su Jiming felt amused.

There is only one sycamore tree in this yard, what other scenery can keep you looking at it for so long.

He did not expose the other party, but after explaining the rules again, he asked:

"In this case, does Miss Xia understand the rules?"

"You have to try it first to know."

While speaking, the girl picked up a white chess piece from the side and placed it in the center of the chessboard.

Seeing this, Su Jiming smiled slightly, picked up the sunspot, and said while doing it:
"How is Miss Xia recovering?"

"It's better than before."

Xia Qianqing spoke, she was quite delicate about this matter, and she didn't seem to want to mention it very much.

She changed the subject and asked:
"What did the son go out these days?"

"I heard that the Holy Maiden of Ghost Sect has entered Bianzhou, so I thought about going to see her."

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing's movements couldn't help but stop, the hand holding the chess stopped in the air, and couldn't help asking:
"Have you seen her?"

"She's in our hospital right now..."

Su Jiming didn't mean to hide anything, and added:
"It's the place where Miss Xia rested."

— Pata

The sound came, only to realize that Xia Qianqing's hand was not steady, and the chess piece fell to the ground

But she didn't care about these things. Looking at Su Jiming in front of her, she asked in disbelief:
"Did you capture her alive?"

"Just let her come to my house for a talk."

Xia Qianqing would not believe his lies.

You know, when she was tricked into Su Jiming's mansion to "rest", those days were a nightmare.

She couldn't help but swallowed and asked:
"Then what are you going to do next?"

The Ghost Sect of the Southern Region has always been inseparable from the Central Plains, and now it suddenly sent its own saintess here, obviously with ulterior motives.

Xia Qianqing and Yin Yuexuan have also known each other for a while, but they have always been tit-for-tat. In a sense, they can be regarded as old enemies. Of course, they know what the other person's situation is like.

A ghost cultivator in the sixth realm was not something Su Jiming could deal with casually.

Thinking of this, she reminded:
"You have to know that Yin Yuexuan is not like me, ordinary things can't trap her."

After saying this, it seems that he noticed the ambiguity of these words.

Xia Qianqing paused, her cheeks flushed, and she secretly cursed herself
——What do you want this bitch to think about when you say this, idiot.

"Since I have invited her to my house, I will naturally have a way to make Miss Yin stay."

Seeing Xia Qianqing's appearance like this, Su Jiming was also amused, and couldn't help joking:

"Miss Xia, you don't have to worry."

"Don't, whoever is really worried about Su Shizi will be ridiculed by others."

Xia Qianqing said angrily, and took back the chess piece that had just fallen to the ground, and landed it on the chessboard.

"I hope so."

Su Jiming didn't go further to tease the other party, but just said something that was neither salty nor bland.

Seeing the other party like this, Xia Qianqing felt a little disappointed.

However, before she could speak, Su Jiming dropped the chess piece.

Said softly:
"Okay, you lost, Miss Xia."

Double entendre.

(End of this chapter)