From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 440 Acting Skills
Ms. Meiweng fell silent.

After a while, she said:

"In that case... then Mr. Blood Owl will be the sole representative of our 'Midnight Rose' and go participate in the gambling fight."

"Madam!" Yak Ding frowned and spoke.

But Mei Weng just shook his head.

"Mr. Yak Ding, I am very grateful and I admire your bravery and responsibility... But this fight is indeed extremely dangerous. With your strength, I am afraid you can't do anything."

As she spoke, she looked at the sturdy man with her deep blue eyes, and said with a half-relieved and half-consoling tone:

"I believe everyone here can feel your determination...but my decision is not only for your safety, but also for the overall situation."

"Ma'am, are you worried... that I'll hinder Blood Owl and cause the gambling fight to fail?"

Yak Ding asked in a deep voice.

Mei Weng did not answer and remained silent.

After a few seconds, Yak Ding seemed to be discouraged, and he sighed and said:

"alright, I got it."

He plopped back down in his seat and clenched his fists again.

Immediately, he looked up at the purple-eyed young man who was the only one standing in the room, and said loudly:
"Mr. Blood Owl! You... must win!"

"Thank you." Gillan smiled with narrowed eyes. "I'll do my best."

"Come on! Mr. Blood Owl!"

Miss Sparks nudged him with her elbow and winked playfully.

Gillan returned the greeting politely.

Immediately afterwards, both familiar faces and members who had never met before sent their blessings and encouragement.

After a while.

Ms. Mei Weng stood up and said:
"You may wish to take advantage of this gathering to have a good exchange of ideas, and you can also share what you have and conduct transactions or entrust others with your work."

"Baron Opal, can you host the party for me?"

"Of course, your Excellency."

The flesh on Baron Opal's face trembled, and he quickly touched his chest and saluted, saying.

Mei Weng nodded and looked at Jilan again.

"Mr. Xuexiao, please follow me. Let's go meet the referee of this gambling match... the leader of 'Tiangong Liming', 'Queen of Diamonds'."

"Yes, Ms. Meiweng."

Jilan was stunned at first, then he said goodbye to the members around him.

He picked up the hat on the table, put it on again, and left the table with his cane.

After he left with Ms. Mei Weng, everyone was talking about it, as if they were surprised and envious that Jilan could meet the apostle.

"I don't know which apostle the 'Queen of Diamonds' is. I really want to see this living legend with my own eyes..."

Miss Sparks pouted, her eyes full of anticipation.

The old man who made sticks beside him shook his head and said jokingly with a sneer:
"If you were stronger and braver, and participated in the gambling fight on behalf of the cult, you could realize this wish."

"Stinky old man! You look down on me, don't you?!"

Miss Sparks raised her pretty eyebrows and rolled up her sleeves.

As she spoke, sparks escaped from the corners of her mouth, as if she was about to spit fire at any moment.

"Ouch! Young people are bullying old people! Everyone, come and judge for yourself!"

The old man who made the cane waved his cane and shouted deliberately.

Suddenly, everyone present burst into laughter.

The atmosphere was lively for a while.

...

...

"Ms. Mei Weng, where are we going?"

Gilan followed the leader and asked quietly.

Ms. Mei Weng did not look back, but just said:

"Deep in the Chessboard Manor... a relatively secret and safe place."

"The apostle, has He come to the manor?"

Gillan said in surprise.

Mei Weng nodded.

"The Queen of Diamonds has sent down the other, waiting..."

She turned her head and looked at Jilan, and said in surprise:

"He said he wanted to see you, but I don't know why."

"To see me?" Jilan was also surprised. "Isn't it because of the gambling fight?"

"Yes." Ms. Mei Weng said in a deep voice. "He contacted various forces this time, but only specifically mentioned that he wanted to see you."

The lady was also quite puzzled as she spoke.

She couldn't understand how a young man like Blood Owl was known by the apostle and asked for a private meeting.

But it's not a bad thing anyway.

After all, there are countless mysterious people who have never even seen the face of an ascender in their entire lives, let alone an apostle standing at the end of the road.

If the Blood Owl could have even the slightest connection with the Apostle, it would be a great fortune and would benefit greatly.

wow——

Ms. Mei Weng was walking and suddenly waved her hand.

A new area was suddenly "cleared" on the originally open lawn in front.

It is like a book being opened, revealing a lake scene with tawny mudflats, quaint wooden houses, old-fashioned parasols and lush forests.

There were two rattan lounge chairs on the shore, and an iced drink with a lemon slice and a glass straw on the small table.

On the lounge chair on the left, there was a figure in a white suit, lying lazily and silently admiring the beautiful scenery of the lake.

She has short golden hair that reaches her ears, but looking at her from behind, you can feel her elegant and extraordinary temperament.

"Go ahead, Mr. Blood Owl."

Ms. Meiweng stopped, turned sideways, and raised her hand to wave.

“That one is by the lake.”

"Yes, ma'am."

Jilan pinched the brim of his hat, bowed his head slightly to the leader, then took his cane and walked into the new scene.

After he went in, Ms. Mei Weng silently closed the entrance to the scene.

Jiji.

A few white wagtails flapped their wings and flew away, making clear chirps.

It also makes the lakeside environment inexplicably quiet.

Gillan walked on the sand and came to the lounge chair.

He glanced at the man's back, but the man did not match the apostle he knew. After opening the "Guide Tips", the description revealed was the same as Menis at the beginning, just an ordinary person.

Gilan guessed that this might be some kind of concealing ability of the superior. If it was deliberately turned on, even the "guidance prompts" would be ineffective.

So, with doubts in his heart, he bowed and saluted.

"Gilan Iros has met His Majesty."

"sit."

The man didn't even turn his head, but just raised his arm slightly and pointed at the recliner beside him with his white and slender index finger.

The voice was that of a mature female, with a lazy tone.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Jilan took a deep breath, walked forward, and sat down obediently on the recliner.

He lowered his head and did not deliberately look at the other person's face because it was extremely rude.

However, the other party spoke first.

In a rather lazy, yet smiling mature female voice, she said:
"What? You don't dare to look at me?"

"Your Majesty is an angel, and I am but a mortal. I dare not offend or blaspheme in the slightest..."

Jilan said solemnly.

"You can say nice things, though."

The mature female voice suddenly came so close that it startled Jilan.

The collar of a white suit appeared in his sight.

The bulging part propped up the lining, and even the two golden buttons seemed unable to hold it in place, as if they were about to break free at any time.

Moreover, when he was close, Jilan also smelled a very special fragrance... It was an aroma mixed with unknown ingredients, with a hint of sweetness and a hint of a strange cantaloupe-like flavor.

"Keep your head up."

The mature female voice continued, with a hint of command in her tone.

Jilan took a deep breath, not daring to disobey, so he raised his head and looked at the other party.

Suddenly, a fair and delicate face came into Jilan's eyes.

The other person was not wearing any makeup, and her deep facial features were difficult to tell whether she was male or female. She was more beautiful than any face Jillian had ever seen.

Beauty that transcends gender.

But in those golden eyes, there was a hint of complexity that Jilan couldn't understand.

Like remembrance, like thousands of words, and like...

miss.

Gillan was startled by being stared at like that.

"Don't recognize me?"

The other party narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

Jilan was stunned at first.

Then, in the blink of an eye, he thought of something, coughed, and said in a low and tentative voice:
"Ms. Sasha...?"

"Hmm?" The blond apostle suddenly revealed a hint of danger. "Miss?"

"You're so polite, Mr. Gillan. You didn't call me that when you were working hard on me before..."

Hearing this, Jilan's heart was in turmoil.

Like a raging storm.

He has no idea what happened in the ten years that were skipped!

Skip the plot, skip life.

He can no longer distinguish between fantasy and reality.

Gillan felt like he was doomed.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately tried his best to display his "perfect personality" and control his micro-expressions so as not to reveal any flaws.

"Sasha." Gilan's face gradually calmed down, and the original respectfulness disappeared, as if it was just a disguise. "Long time no see."

"I mistakenly entered the Withered Garden in my dream before and didn't recognize you. I'm sorry."

"Do you think I will believe it?"

Sasha rolled her eyes.

She stood up directly from her recliner, sat down on Jilan's thighs, and put her arms around the young man's neck.

Then he lowered his head and said in a deep voice:
"Hundreds of years have passed, why haven't you ascended yet? Do you know how long I have been waiting for you... Are you deliberately avoiding me?"

"At the beginning, you clearly said that you didn't mind my twin identity, but since that separation, you have never cared about my whereabouts or life and death."

Sasha took a deep breath, seemingly having difficulty breathing due to excitement.

Her fullness rose and fell in front of Gillan, squeezing and almost suffocating him.

"You obviously mind..."

Sasha bit her lip and said quietly.

At this moment, Jilan's spirit moved strangely, and he seemed to be frantically warning people as if disaster was about to happen.

He forced himself to control the cold sweat on his forehead and forced a smile.

"How could that be, Sasha?"

Jilan said calmly.

"Whether you are the girl who was forced to embark on the path of a witch, or the angel who has now ascended to the throne of the Twin Kites, you are still you."

"I only forgot the passage of time in pursuit of the truth of alchemy...but I have not forgotten you."

"But you have already surpassed the limits of this world, leaving me behind, and become a great man that I can only look up to... How should I face you?"

Having said that, Gillan shook his head and fell silent.

Sasha was stunned after hearing this.

original……

My brother hasn't forgotten me.

It's just that I was favored by Lord Twin Kite and made rapid progress on the "Road of Fire Sword", which made my brother feel tremendous pressure and inferiority.

He just felt that he was not good enough for me.

"Pfft..." Sasha suddenly laughed.

This smile is like the blooming of autumn flowers or the flapping of blue wings, which can make all things flourish and melt glaciers.

She couldn't contain the joy that lit up her lips.

The emotions that had been buried and suppressed for hundreds of years also erupted uncontrollably.

Sasha couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently touched the purple-eyed young man's forehead with her fingers, then slid down to his ear and then to his cheek.

Jilan only felt the cold fingertips and a slight itch.

He didn't dare to move.

I could only lower my eyes and remain indifferent.

Sasha reached out her hand to his chest and gently opened his collar.

In an instant, a golden arrow brand emerged from Jilan's chest, emitting a dazzling light.

The light was reflected in Sasha's beautiful eyes and formed the outline of a golden bow.

The curve of her mouth became even more pronounced.

"You really haven't erased my mark...Brother."

"..."

Gillan was silent.

The timeline spans hundreds of years, but from his perspective it only seems like a few days.

In a few days, even if he wanted to erase the mark, it would be too late. Not to mention, he didn't have the ability to do so.

At this time, Sasha leaned over, leaned close to Jilan's ear, and said in a gnashing tone:

"I've been patient for 400 years, give it to me now!"

"No, you..."

Jilan's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.

Sasha had already begun to pick at his shirt and belt buckle, and Gillan's mind was racing, thinking of a countermeasure.

Soon, he said in a deep voice:
"Sasha, this is the Night Rose headquarters! Ms. Rose, Flamel Jaber, can monitor everything in the Chessboard Manor at any time!"

"piece of cake."

Without even looking up, Sasha unbuckled his belt with one hand and raised the other to swing it.

wow——

A golden light appeared, like a woven veil, covering the lakeside. This area seemed to be isolated and could not be seen by the outside world.

Sasha retracted his hands and moved left and right faster.

Gillan's heart and thighs felt a little cold, and he spoke again:

"Sasha, I just reached level 5, and my body is very fragile. I'm afraid I can't satisfy you..."

"fine."

Sasha had leaned forward, speaking casually.

"I know the severity of the situation and I won't play you badly."

"Sasha!" Gilan's face changed.

He took a breath and said in a deep voice:
"But you are not her, you are just another self..."

As soon as these words came out.

Sasha froze and finally stopped.

She raised her head slowly and sat up straight.

That delicate and perfect face was flushed, but the look in the eyes was extremely complicated.

The scene was silent for a while.

"You're right, brother."

Sasha took a deep breath, stared straight at the purple-eyed young man's face, and licked his lips.

"This body now is nothing but me and you... You can only be mine. No one can touch you, not even the earthly body I created."

"But I really waited too long."

She moved closer again, facing Jilan, only a few tenths of a centimeter apart.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other closely for a moment.

"Ascend quickly. I don't want to wait any longer... Only after you ascend can you make contact with my true form. Otherwise, even with simple eye contact, you will be burned by the magnetic field."

Jilan knew that if he gave a bad answer at this moment, there would be terrible consequences.

He could only lower his eyes and utter:
"it is good……"

(End of this chapter)