My Simping System Chapter 107: How to kill her

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

At this moment, the distance from Dongyue is only one day.

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

Ye An is the same.

But I'm afraid it can't be done now.

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

【You have a new mission! 】

[Task Location: Unlimited]

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

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

Ten lines at a glance, after quickly understanding the content of the task.

Ye An's eyes trembled slightly.

"What task is this...?"

Live the seventh day...

It's different from the task that is 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, there will be some crisis for them, even at the moment of life and death.

But what will the crisis be?

Is the Scourge coming again?

Or, 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, they just have to do their best to deal with it if they want to live.

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 wrong?"

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

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

Qixi nodded gently, "Yeah."

"I said you, just now I was so plain and even couldn't help but want to make fun of me where is it?"

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

Her pair of bright golden eyes are moisturized, which deeply attracted people's hearts.

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

Ye An rubbed his forehead, and said, "I will organize the language."

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

"..."

Qixi got used to his vocabulary 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."

Qixi hummed softly, "Yeah."

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 is holding a tea cup and sipping tea in a leisurely manner.

When she heard these words, she was dazed.

Puff——!

The female emperor lost her attitude after all, she spouted a sip of tea, was choked, and immediately stretched out her white jade hand to cover her small mouth.

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

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

Pray 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 want to assassinate with a stick, not..."

"No, let me explain."

Qixi leaned back, raised her legs, and said with cold eyebrows, "Listen, talk."

Ye An: "..."

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

"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.

Qixi closed her eyes, silent.

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

"The instincts of the children of luck have always been accurate. If you think so, then you can’t tell—it’s right."

Ye An didn't think 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."

Qixi lowered her head and poured herself a cup of tea.

The cup reached her lips, 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 Heavenly Dao. Heavenly Dao promises 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 heavenly path. 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 Ye An's expectation as a candidate for the'child of luck', but it rekindles fireworks in her heart.

Qi Xi calmly said: "For the assassin, the order from simple to difficult is: the evil spirit of the evil race, the inheritance of the next successor, and the vitality of the physical veins. These three methods are all acceptable. 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 points of Shenmai can also be understood.

One more thing, Ye An couldn't help asking: "What does the inheritance of the next successor mean?"

Qixi pursed her mouth slightly, remained silent, and said after a while: "I don't want to say it."

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

Inheriting the power of the gods to the next one will also deprive her of her lifespan. In the long torrent of time, her lifespan has long been bound to the gods and veins.

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

The meaning of these words.

It is obvious enough~IndoMTL.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 each other.

"Forget it then."

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 cultivate 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..."

Speaking of this, she laughed and said, "Hmph, except for people I am close to and extremely trusting, it is impossible for anyone else to do it. Even if you approach me, it’s not a good idea to hurt the vitals. Some strength."

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

Ye An nodded slightly.

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