The group's beloved wife: She is the phoenix, she is the king

Chapter 621: Fruitless Sweep

It is hard for anyone to accept that something that was so sure of success is gone just like that. ——Inscription

Everything seems to be saying something about how pathetic Fan Nuoxi is, but in fact, isn't it also stirring up the evil in their hearts?

After all… the weak will not necessarily receive sympathy, especially when you hear too many pitiful signs about the same person, it is easy to feel that complete destruction is more suitable for the salvation of the weak.

However, Fan Nuoxi's strength is obviously much stronger than theirs. If they really stab Fan Nuoxi in the back, she might... do the opposite and die heroically.

But if she died, she might repeat the same tragedy in the next life. Would those evildoers outside stop because of Fan Nuoxi's death? The answer is definitely no.

They really wanted to completely separate those things from Fan Nuoxi, but various signs forced them to connect them together. Even the things that made them feel distressed, troubled, painful, and confused would only be worse in Fan Nuoxi's heart.

In today's world, all they can do is to keep working hard. Not to mention protecting Fan Nuoxi, they must at least protect themselves first. Only in this way can they find a place to survive.

Not to mention that they were willing to follow Fan Nuoxi in the beginning. Fan Nuoxi explained the interests to them and accepted everything they said. Why couldn't they be more tolerant?

Fan Nuoxi, who was still exploring the underground palace, suddenly felt a burning sensation in her heart, and powers of various colors surged around her body. She couldn't help but stop, reached out and touched one of the powers, feeling the other people's heartache and belief in her.

"Is this...the power of faith?"

"Oh my goodness, could it be that the events of the past few days have dealt them too much of a blow?"

"This feeling... why is it like the power that the gods in operas receive in return after receiving offerings?" Fan Nuoxi felt warm all over, and it seemed that some power was returning to his empty dantian.

Talking about building the boundary wall and completely controlling this place, she had exhausted all her magic power. If it were an ordinary person, it would take hundreds of years for her strength to recover. However, she did not follow the usual path and had a new power system, not just one.

No matter whether it is the wild power he has now, or the colorful lightning power that he cannot mobilize temporarily, saving his life is no problem.

Although the others also consumed a lot of their own energy as assists, their situation was much better than Fan Nuoxi's. As long as they got enough rest, ate some good food, and took some elixirs, they would be able to recover within half a month.

But she can't recover like this, she probably needs to start over.

When Fan Nuoxi thought about this, he felt a little worried.

Although she looks very cool now, if she continues like this, they will definitely notice that something is wrong, so she has to find a way to cover it up.

"My ancestors dug a hole, and I am the next generation to repair it. It's really... whoever wants this damn blessing can do it..."

"You didn't see any good stuff left for me, but created a lot of mess for me, Lao Liu!"

He opened another box, and everything was gone. Fan Nuoxi couldn't help but curse while looking for the treasure.

"You want me to find out the cause of your death and settle your troubles at the same time, but you don't leave me any good things. What's wrong? You want me to accept my fate and die? You're so flattering!"

"Look at those people who stayed, what are they like..."

"It can be seen that my calamity is you. You defeat me!"

"If you have grievances and grievances, go find someone to hurt you. Why are you targeting me? What's wrong? Is being a ghost also cowardly?"

"Or are you jealous of me and think I'm more powerful than you were back then? Do you just want to see me anxious and in pain? Or do you want me to find a place to burn some incense for you and cry and beg you to stop sending me landmines?"

"I don't know what you're thinking with your little brain. You're poisoned, so what? At least take the person who harmed you with you before you die. Even if you can't beat them, you should at least make them pay. Why did you have to let me get poisoned after so many years?"

I don’t know if Fan Nuoxi felt good after scolding or what, but Fan Nuoxi actually felt that there was suddenly a different thing in this underground palace. He felt a little cowardly and didn’t dare to show up, but at the same time, the thing seemed to be looking forward to Fan Nuoxi’s next move.

Fan Nuoxi pretended not to know and continued to curse, "How pitiful! The only people and things that can prove your existence have recognized me as their boss and know how to take the initiative to show goodwill. The key is that they still listen to me and usually don't cause trouble. They are much more pleasing to the eye than your cowardly behavior."

"Let me guess. Are you going to find another excuse to make me believe all this even more? For example, find the location of those ferocious beasts, or find some Saint Lord messenger who is still alive but not awake at the same time as you?"

"Or maybe you want to trip me up, find a chance to take my soul, and use me for revenge?"

"You have so many tricks and schemes, do you think you can use them on me?"

"If you have the ability, go and deal with them yourself. Unfortunately... you don't seem to have that ability. You died miserably and couldn't be reincarnated or turned over. So you can only cause trouble for others and make them do things that will make them die."

"You can't be poisoned and your brain has gone stupid, right? You don't bother to make trouble for the people who hurt you, but use your little skills on innocent people. If the people who thought you were so good knew about this, they would be so disappointed—"

"You calculate everything that is good for you, but you don't calculate the people who harm you. You really are good at seeking benefits and avoiding harm. What a pity... If I am happy, I will spit at you, and if I am unhappy, I will spit at you a few more times."

As soon as these words were spoken, Fan Nuoxi vaguely heard the sound of fingernails scratching something, and felt secretly happy.

"It's been so long now, I can't go back to the world where I grew up, and I have no way of knowing what's going on there..."

"Let me guess what's going on there—"

"Either it's true, that world has indeed been somewhat eroded by the world here, but it's not to the point of total chaos. After all, it's been so long, and I haven't received any worse news. Or it's true... that you are behind all this."

"What could it be for?"

"You want me to stay in this world completely, right?"

Fan Nuoxi vaguely heard a "ding dong" sound, obviously something broke the defense and hit somewhere, but Fan Nuoxi did not intend to go to the source of the sound.

She was very unhappy now, and she just needed to vent her anger somewhere, so she had to curse to her heart's content.

For some things that are not a big deal, she would help out, but... they are plotting against her at every step and leaving her to die. She is not that great.

Although she has made many friends here, she doesn't want the premise of all this to be calculations and conspiracies, but rather that they get to know each other naturally.

"You are very smart—" A female voice came faintly from a dark place. Although the voice was small, Fan Nuoxi could hear that she seemed to be walking out slowly, "I am indeed as you said, not upright, even unwilling and jealous. I am sorry for you and shouldn't have let you get involved."

The person who came, no, a ghost, was wearing gorgeous clothes of light yellow, his cheeks were extremely pale, his lips were dark blue, and there were dark blue lines all over his body that were visible to the naked eye. He looked very scary, and his pair of terrifying eyes were now showing some apology and panic.

It’s just… her appearance is only 70% similar to Fan Nuoxi today, and her voice is a little colder.

Fan Nuoxi took out a chair and sat down, looking her up and down, "Tell me, is it your doing that I came to this world?"

It is said that a cunning rabbit has three burrows. I was just trying to see if this person had any backup plan, but I didn't expect that I would really scold her. It seems that her death was still somewhat tragic, but... it was not her who did it!

She actually had some of my power in her. It seemed that I had exhausted my magic power, and some of the power was given to her, allowing her to maintain her form and appear in front of me.

I think he was indeed a big man with good bones when he was alive, but now that he has come to this point, if you say that he is doing all these things just because of drugs or something, I don’t believe it at all. He is just taking advantage of this thing to do things that he would not dare to do normally.

Take me for example. My temper does seem to have become more severe, but I am still rational and know what I should do and what I should not do.

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This chapter's screenwriter: Fan Nuoxi

Art Direction: The author

Friendly performance: Chair