The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 143 Not Completely Ruthless
Xihe looked calm, "You see the truth but don't say it. When will you change your habit of exposing everything?"

Mingche rolled his eyes at her, "I am happy with it, what's it to you? On the contrary, you have done so much, but he didn't know a thing, and he even plotted against you. Xihe, you don't deserve to be a sucker!"

The ghost world has been particularly lively in the past two years. Countless innocent people have been killed by Xiao Mingxuan. They have been wandering along the banks of the Wangchuan River for a long time without entering reincarnation. One by one, they wanted to tear open a passage and return to the human world to seek revenge on Xiao Mingxuan. In the end, it was Xihe who stopped them all for him, so that he could live healthily and worry-free to this time.

But there is always a price to pay for going against the will of heaven.

"Is it worth it to pay the price of eternity for such a person?" Ming Che has never been able to understand what his close friend and mortal enemy is thinking. He didn't understand it before, and he doesn't understand it now.

Xihe is a god, on a par with the way of heaven. If she dies, her soul will dissipate, but she died for the six realms. The countless creatures in the six realms missed Xihe, so they gathered her soul with the most pious faith, tore open the cracks in time and space and sent her to Tianshuo. As long as she survived this life safely, she could return to the rules of heaven and earth and restore her position as a god. The hundred years in the human world would be just a catastrophe.

But in order to send the innocent dead to reincarnation, she exchanged her own afterlife for it.

“It’s not about whether it’s worth it or not, it’s just about whether you’re willing or not.”

"Stupid." Ming Che was furious. "You have been doing stupid things for tens of millions of years, right?"

So when the world was created, both brains were given to him?
"Haven't you been crazy for so many years?" Xihe stood still like a mountain. "It's been tens of millions of years, Mingche, have you come out of it?"

Mingche was choked, and after a long moment he held his forehead with his hand and smiled bitterly.

"I advised you the same way as you do today, but you didn't listen, did you?" Recalling the past, Xihe felt a sense of sympathy. "For her, you tore through time and space, rewrote the rules of heaven and earth, and have been trapped here ever since, unable to leave forever."

Xihe looked at the bronze mirror beside the throne, "Every day you watched her being born, growing up, getting married, having children, and reincarnating for hundreds of years, but you could do nothing about it. Have you ever regretted your choice back then?"

Mingche sighed and said, "No regrets."

Then he smiled bitterly, "I've been giving you lots of advice, but when it comes to me, I'm just a rope away from being hung."

Xihe smiled in relief, "Mingche, we are the same kind of people. You can't persuade me, just like you couldn't let yourself go back then."

Mingche leaned on the throne and turned his eyes to look at the bronze mirror. The bronze mirror flashed in an instant, and a red color was reflected in the originally black pupils.

In every life, there will be a person beside her, dressed in fiery red, but this person will never be him.

After a long time, he said calmly: "Then go ahead, I can never stop you."

It was like this thousands of years ago, and it is like this today.

Like you, and like me.

Xihe raised her hands to her chest and bowed to Mingche with the highest etiquette of the gods. "Thank you."

Ming Che turned away and stopped looking. "It's just a deal. Why thank me? You are so stupid. There is really no hope for you."

Xihe smiled, said nothing, and slowly walked out along the vortex channel.

The two of them have been quarreling with each other for tens of thousands of years, and now it has come to an end.

"Mingche, stop making things difficult for yourself. If you can't let him go, then let yourself go, such as... death." When they were almost at the end, Xihe suddenly spoke something and left without looking back.

Mingche was left alone in the deserted hall.

For tens of millions of years, there had only been three people in this luxurious palace, and now he was the only one left.

"Perhaps I shouldn't have let you be reborn. I should have known that your bad temper, even if it happened a thousand times, would just be... a repetition."

A faint murmur fell into the empty hall, and only the wind could hear it. When he opened his eyes again, the night was still terrifying. Xihe looked up at the sky. Perhaps it was because the weather was good today, there were a few stars in the sky, which was rare.

Suddenly, a meteor streaked across the sky, accompanied by many small stars, and smashed towards the horizon without a trace.

The gods fall, and strange phenomena appear in the sky.

Xihe leaned against a stone pillar beside him, a smile on his lips, quietly feeling the space in his body shatter, collapse, and disappear bit by bit, until there was no more echo.

Xihe dragged his frail body back to the general's mansion and saw Xiao Mingxuan sitting under a peach tree in the courtyard.

She seemed not surprised by Xiao Mingxuan's appearance, and sat down opposite him.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

The wind blows and the flowers fall, I long for a moment of peace.

"Why are you so pale? Did you catch a cold?" Xiao Mingxuan looked at Xihe's expression and asked worriedly.

Xihe's lips curved up, and he wanted to raise his hand to pour a cup of tea, but he didn't have the strength, so he could only let it fall down weakly, "Nothing, it's just the cold wind."

The pain of the shattered space penetrated every part of her body. Her physical condition was now more fragile than that of a newborn baby. She could be described as fragile and vulnerable.

"The border is bitterly cold. Even though it's summer, it's not as good as the climate in the imperial city. Every time I ask you to bring a cloak when you go out, you never remember." Xiao Mingxuan poured a cup of tea and handed it to her. Xihe took it but didn't drink it. She just played with it in her hands.

"Now, you won't even drink a sip of the tea I poured for you?"

After Butterfly died and Qingyuan escaped, Xiao Mingxuan knew that all his plans and strategies were known to Xihe. It was hard for him to pretend that nothing had happened and sit here drinking tea so calmly.

Xihe looked down at the light tea color and suddenly smiled, "The tea is good, but something that shouldn't be there was added."

Xiao Mingxuan froze for a moment, then laughed, "It was my mistake. I shouldn't have left Qing Yuan, this trouble, behind."

Beiyuan was added to the tea, which he had prepared long ago.

If Qingyuan had not survived, Xihe would not know everything, and would not be on guard against him. Naturally, he would drink the cup of tea without any precautions.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

Qingyuan didn't die, but the whole game was over.

"Xiao Mingxuan." Xihe suddenly called him.

"what?"

"I want to know, when you used me to achieve your goal, did you think I was stupid? Watching me fall into it, watching me running around for a part of your plan, watching me step by step walk into the trap you set, did you feel proud?"

Xihe originally thought that they were testing and scheming against each other, but there was always some sincerity between them.

It was not until she realized that she had become a chess piece on Xiao Mingxuan's chessboard that she realized how wrong she was.

Xiao Mingxuan stared at Xihe closely, and after a moment, he shook his head, "No, never."

He did intend to take advantage, but he was not completely heartless.