My Simping System

The system task reminder appears at this time, which is somewhat unnatural.

It was only a day's time to return from Dongyue at this moment.

Qi Xi even plans to give herself a holiday, and after the rest day, she will check the memorials again.

The same is true for Ye An.

But now I am afraid it can't.

He stared at the few lines of text in front of him--

[You have a new task! 】

[Mission Location: Unlimited]

[Task content: Starting from the time of receiving the task, please live the seventh day together with the host and the Temple Empress. 】

[After the task is completed, the reward will be settled according to the task process! 】

At a glance ten lines, quickly understand the content of the task later.

Ye An's eyes trembled slightly.

"What task is this...?"

Live the seventh day...

It is different from the task that was equivalent to restraint and forced to do in the past.

The content of this mission is equivalent to prophecy in disguise.

In the next seven days, they will have some crisis, even when it comes to life and death.

But what will the crisis be?

Was the scourge coming again?

Or maybe it was the challenge time agreed by Ji Huang in seven days.

Almost after a thought, Ye An thought of the props of the World Tree Leaf.

Originally, he planned to find some time to use the leaves of the world tree to explore ways to help Qixi recover his luck.

But according to the current situation, if they just want to live, they have to do their best to deal with it.

The more terrifying thing is that even Qixi is added to the content of the task.

It also shows that it is not just Ye An himself.

Is it possible that even this temple empress might be implicated...?

"what's happenin?"

Qixi stared at his face and said, "Ye An, your expression is a bit like the death row prisoners waiting to be executed in the execution ground..."

Ye An raised his head, frowned slightly, and said, "Does it look like?"

Qi Xi nodded lightly, "Yeah."

"I'm talking about you, just now I was so plain that I even couldn't help but want to make a joke with me, where is it?"

"Did you suddenly think of something? If you have something, tell me."

Her bright golden eyes were moisturized, which attracted people's hearts deeply.

I have to say that Qixi is still good at seeing people's hearts.

Ye An rubbed his forehead and said, "Wait for me to organize the language."

He couldn't directly say that sentence, ‘we are probably going to die in these seven days...’ This kind of mess.

"..."

Qi Xi got used to his words and said, "Organization language? Okay, sit down, think about it, I'll pour you a pot of tea."

The person who asked the empress to pour the tea herself, at this moment, there is no other person in the world.

The tea was already brewed, and she poured a little tea for Ye An and her teacup.

Immediately, she gently lifted her teacup and took a sip.

The water temperature is just right.

At this time, Ye An said: "Your Majesty."

Qi Xi snorted softly, "Yes."

Ye An frowned and said solemnly: "Is there any way, I mean in case, maybe, if..."

"Is there really something that can kill you?"

Qi Xi held the teacup and sipped the tea in a leisurely manner.

When she heard these words, she was dazed.

puff--!

After all, the female emperor lost her attitude, squirted out a sip of tea, was choked, and immediately stretched out her white jade hand to cover her mouth.

Ye An didn't expect her reaction to be so big, so he took a piece of cloth and handed it up.

"You, you are sick...! Stupid!"

Qi Xi Liu frowned, her face was gloomy, and she shouted softly: "You want to rebel, want to rebel, want to assassinate me?"

Ye An repeatedly shook his head and explained: "No, I'm using a stick even if I want to assassinate, it's not..."

"No, you listen to me explain."

Qi Xi leaned back, raised her legs, and said with cold eyebrows, "Listen, say."

Ye An: "..."

He paused for a moment, and said, "Actually, I guessed it, intuitively..."

"I just think your majesty, you might have some accidents." At this point, the voice stopped abruptly.

Of course he is not intuitive,

Qi Xi was taken aback for a moment, "Intuition?"

Ye An nodded slightly.

Qi Xi closed her eyes, silent.

After a while, she opened her eyes slowly, and said in a deep voice, "This is... the intuition of the son of luck, isn't it?"

"The intuition of the children of luck has always been accurate. If you think so, then you can't tell-it's right."

Ye An had never thought about it. At this time, he went through a wave of ‘Dihualiu’ plots.

It was clear that there was no serious explanation for anything, so the empress believed her.

But at this moment, the process is not important, the result is the most important.

He said: "Sorry, your majesty, I didn't mean to offend."

"Drink tea."

Qi Xi lowered her head and poured herself a cup of tea.

The cup reached her mouth, but she stopped, and she was cut off from drinking tea, enough to see the entanglement in her heart.

"Since it is the intuition of the child of luck, then I will say it."

"When I became a demigod and made a contract with Tiandao. Tiandao promised that before the next successor arrives, I will not die, will not die of old age, my injuries can be healed, there is no upper limit to the realm, and I can directly use part of the Tiandao will."

"But that doesn't mean eternal life."

She paused for a moment.

After killing Chen Che, the son of luck, she had already thought that she would die.

It's just that Ye An's expectation as a candidate for the'child of luck' is to rekindle fireworks in her heart.

Qi Xi calmly said: "For assassins, the order from simple to difficult is: the evil spirits of the evil race, the inheritance of the next successor, the vitality of the fleshly veins. These three methods can kill me. ."

The evil spirits of the evil race can be understood.

They are unknown races outside the plane, and are extraterritorial forces that have left the control of the heavens.

The key to Shenmai is also understandable.

But there is another point, Ye An couldn't help asking: "What does the inheritance of the next successor mean?"

Qi Xi pursed her mouth slightly, remained silent, and then said after a moment, "I don't want to say."

She is actually a little selfish, unwilling to tell Ye An that she will die when the next successor reaches the throne.

While passing on the power of the gods to her next term, it will also deprive her of her life. In the long torrent of time, her lifespan has long been bound to the gods and veins.

If it is stated, the other party will understand that the previous promise on Saint Genting is actually a lie...

But the meaning of these words.

It's obvious enough~www.wuxiaspot.com~ no need to explain.

Even if there is no need to explain, Ye An can understand the meaning. Secondly, he also knew that Qi Xi's final outcome was bound to die.

They are actually confused, but they all understand.

"forget about it."

Ye An said, "Are these three?"

Qi Xi took a sip of tea and whispered softly: "If you have to say something, there is a fourth kind, that is, the punishment of heaven."

"However, the way of heaven has fallen, and it is difficult to train a female emperor of the temple, even if it is the way of heaven. Even if the Pillar of Pilgrimage is just a puppet, it has at least some divine thinking in it, and it naturally knows how to weigh the pros and cons."

"As for the other two methods, the key to the magic vein..."

At this point, she laughed and said: "Hmph, except for people I am close to and extremely trusting, no one else can do it. Even if you approach me, it would be hard to hurt the vitals. "

"There is only the last method that is really feasible."

Ye An nodded slightly.

Soon the two looked at each other and said in the same voice: "Evil race."