Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

There was no words all night, and it was four o'clock in the morning.

As the first ray of sunlight shines on the boundless loess from the east, the watchman's cadence of shouts echoes throughout the city, and Zhenxi Fucheng, which has been stagnant for the night, gradually begins to regain its vitality.

When Xu Yuan got up from the bed, Li Junwu was sitting cross-legged on the inside of the bed practicing, wearing the brocade coat.

Jia Yi was sitting by the window, with the big yellow dog sleeping at her feet. She glanced at the three or two people on the street with a calm expression, and there was a hint of weariness under her eyelids.

This goddess's current level of cultivation has reached the level of soul condensation, and she cannot even rotate the wheel for twelve hours.

But since Xu Yuan lay down last night, she still got up and sat on the wooden bench all night.

Sensing his gaze, the girl from the Western Region frowned instantly and looked back coldly:

"Watch what I do?"

Xu Yuan stood up and tidied his slightly messy underwear, pointed to the azure sky outside, and said:

"It's already dawn, so naturally I want to ask you for your answer that I've been thinking about all night."

Hearing this, Jia Yi hummed softly, her voice as crisp and cold as a silver bell:

"No matter what I'm planning in my heart, now besides agreeing to cooperate with you first, do I have any other choice? No matter whether I cooperate with you or choose to cooperate with the sect to stab you in the back, I have to get Linlang in first. "In the city."

Xu Yuan took out a dark brown low table with carvings of dragons and phoenixes from his Xumi ring and placed it in front of the bed, while he chuckled and said:

"You're not covering up at all."

"I hate bullshit."

"It just so happens that I hate it too, so I won't talk nonsense."

Xu Yuan took out three futons and threw them on both sides of the low table, sat on them, placed a small spiritual pattern stove on the surface of the low table, and whispered:

"To avoid a possible backstab from you, I need to take some precautions in advance."

As he spoke, he placed the blue and white porcelain pot containing dragon meat soup on the stove shelf and whispered:

"You shouldn't object to this, right?"

"As a prisoner, I should have no objection."

Jia Yi looked at the movements of his hands tinkering with the porcelain pot and frowned: "If you want to plant a ban, hurry up and don't wait too long."

"Don't worry."

Xu Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at her, and while continuing to make breakfast, he said softly: "I just want to ask you a few questions."

Jia Yi frowned:

"what is the problem?"

Xu Yuan said softly:

"About Linlang, after all, if you choose to cooperate with me, information about Linlang will naturally be shared."

The palms under Jia Yi's sleeves clenched slightly for a moment, then relaxed:

"Can."

Xu Yuan smiled when he heard this:

"Before asking you, I need to state in advance that I will verify which side you are leaning towards now based on the authenticity of your next answer."

As he spoke, he tilted his head and half-bent down, activated the stove, and saw wisps of blue flames beginning to burn the blue and white porcelain pot with dragon soup on it, then he looked into the girl's eyes again and said with a smile:

"I hope you can be more cautious. If the information you provide does not match mine, I may misunderstand that you chose the sect."

"What if I choose the sect?"

"Then you are useless, I will kill you directly."

"." Jia Yi glanced at the closed-eyed cultivating woman on the bed.

"." Li Junwu slowly opened his eyes, but made no sound.

"snort"

With a soft hum, Jia Yi's chest shrouded in a wide robe rose and fell slightly, and she said softly:

"I know, just ask."

"Why does Linlang have a strong bond with the goddess?"

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Jia Yi did not expect that the other party would ask such a sensitive matter.

The relationship between Linlang and the goddess is kept secret even among the senior officials of Tachao.

Qingyou stared at the other person's delicate face for several breaths, but all she saw was that calm smile.

Taking a deep breath, Jia Yi said softly:

"The Goddess or Son of God is the most perfect body of Linlang."

Glancing at the big yellow dog sleeping soundly at the girl's feet, Xu Yuan chuckled noncommittally.

Jia Yi’s words should be true.

In "Cang Yuan", this waist spirit's fighting method often borrows the power of Linlang.

It's a bit like referencing the setting of a certain manga Prince.

However, there are still large discrepancies.

First of all, Linlang is not in her body, but regularly seals part of his power into his body, which can be used for her to temporarily explode at critical moments.

Thinking in his mind, Xu Yuan turned and continued to ask:

"Then what is Linlang's purpose for doing this?"

Regarding this question, Jia Yi answered simply and neatly:

"For the evolution of the origin."

"Evolution?"

Before Xu Yuan could speak, Li Junwu, who was sitting on the bed, said with a hint of suspicion: "What evolution?"

"Evolving spiritual intelligence."

Xu Yuan recalled the information he obtained from Mu Xingchen about the ancient beasts and insect saints: "They have long and almost infinite lives, but their spiritual intelligence is extremely low, and they all rely on biological instincts to act."

Xu Yuan took the opportunity to explain to the pair of good-breasted brothers and knocked Jia Yi aside. He synthesized the information he had, considered his words, and said ambiguously:

"To put it simply, Linlang wants to borrow the spiritual intelligence of the body, because every time he borrows Linlang's power, the physique of the person receiving the body will be changed.

"As for whether the evolution of the origin will be achieved in the end by seizing the body, you have to ask our little sister the goddess."

Listening to the words of this strange man, Jia Yi felt a sense of panic in her heart.

She originally thought that the other party was bluffing, but the other party seemed to know much more about Linlang than she expected.

Her eyes flickered for a moment, and she said calmly:

"I don't know what the specific form is. After all, the gods and goddesses of the past generations have never reached a conclusion."

"Really? Then I will believe it for the time being."

Xu Yuan bluffed meaningfully, and then asked:

"The third question is, what is the relationship between Linlang, Chongsheng, and Tartar Chao people?"

"This little sister should not know this question."

As soon as Xu Yuan finished speaking, a pretty and smiling voice suddenly sounded in the small guest room.

When the three people in the room came to their senses, they saw a girl had already appeared in the guest room.

She appeared very suddenly, without any signs, as if she appeared out of thin air.

Hualala——

Jia Yi flashed a trace of alert suspicion, and the dozing yellow dog stood up instantly. Li Junwu even took out his sword directly. It was not until the two girls found that Xu Yuan was still as usual that they began to look at him.

A slim black gauze skirt wrapped the girl's slender figure, and there was a faint smile on her beautiful face.

Glancing at Tian Ye's familiar outfit, Xu Yuan asked curiously:

"You came so early, and you changed your clothes?"

Tian Ye smiled and turned around in front of Xu Yuan:

"Tian Yan said she didn't want to go out recently, and I don't like Tian Yan's clothes, so I made a new one for myself last night. Isn't it beautiful?"

Xu Yuan touched his chin and chuckled:

"It lacks a bit of charm."

Tian Ye chuckled and stroked the slightly undulating waves with his slender fingers, and nodded in agreement:

"Hehe~ Indeed."

"Xu Yuan."

Li Junwu listened to the conversation between the two, and a strange feeling flashed through his heart. He smiled and said: "Is this your new lover?"

Considering that Tian Yan was watching, Xu Yuan just nodded ambiguously and skipped the topic directly, and said:

"Just now, you said Jia Yi didn't know about the question?"

"." Li Junwu rolled his eyes slightly dissatisfied with his reaction.

Seeing this, Tian Ye glanced at the long-legged woman on the bed with his eyes flashing, and then looked at Xu Yuan with a strange light flashing in his golden eyes, and replied:

"This happened many years ago. It would be strange if this little sister knew about it."

Xu Yuan's eyes were filled with repression, and he asked:

"So you took the initiative to answer this, are you going to tell me yourself?"

"It's just some scraps of news, it's okay to tell Brother Changtian~"

While speaking, Tian Ye put his hands behind his back, walked to his side, knelt down, and leaned close to his ear and exhaled:

"The Tatars were once the victims of the previous two."