I'm playing mud in Western Fantasy

Chapter 117

As the saying goes, a chicken cannot be lost, it cannot grow.After the chicken-free last time, although Yilin gave Fei Xi a good education, the impact of this incident on the man was too great, and he couldn't maintain a calm attitude that nothing happened in a short time.

Looking at Fei Xi holding the scissors, he felt a little headache: "Where did you find these scissors?"

Obviously, he had already thrown away all the scissors in the castle, and he watched Sha Le dig a hole in the yard and bury it with his own eyes.Yilin stared at the scissors over there, and began to wonder if his cheap son suddenly turned against him and dug those scissors out again.

"I bought this new one, and I couldn't find any scissors in the castle before." Fei Xi frowned, "I guess that little bastard Sha Xiao hid it, and I'll dig out its burrow in two days, and it's probably all inside. "

Yilin held his hand and pushed the scissors away: "Qingxing, what do you want to cut with the scissors?"

What else is there on me that needs to be trimmed?

Fei Xi raised his chin and signaled him to get off the bed: "Cut your hair, I told you two days ago, have you forgotten? Your Majesty?"

Erin refuses: "I think my hair is the right length and doesn't need a trim."

Most nobles wear long hair, which is a status symbol in their hearts.Yilin, an old antique buried 500 years ago, is no exception. Although he doesn't pay much attention to whether it is long hair, but facing Fei Xi who is holding scissors, he has a lot of resistance in his heart.

"I won't cut it too short for you, just trim it a little bit." Fei Xi gestured with her fingers, and repeatedly emphasized: "It's really just a little bit, the kind that outsiders can't see."

Yilin was surprised: "I can't see why we still need to cut it? It's late, my dear, we should rest."

If you have time to cut your hair with scissors, it is better to cut your waist with leg scissors.

Thinking about it, Yilin lowered his voice, trying to coax the magician to put down the scissors in his hand.

But Fei Xi became determined after eating the weight, and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and patted the bed: "Come down, cut it quickly and let's go to bed quickly."

The two looked at each other, Fei Xi refused to give an inch, and Yilin frowned and did not speak.

The stalemate lasted until both of them heard Sha Le's sleeping pig snoring downstairs, and Fei Xi blinked and chose to show weakness.He put the scissors aside and leaned against Yilin, circling his neck and asked, "Just let me cut it, it will be fine soon."

Yilin looked down at him: "Why do you have to cut your hair today? Morning Star."

Why?No reason, just want to engage in some feudal superstition to calm my heart.Regardless of whether the previous superstitions are effective or not, he insists on making such a cut for peace of mind.

Fei Xi raised her head and kissed the corner of his mouth, but did not answer his question: "You sit on a chair, and I will cut you while I sit on you."

Yilin still looked at him and didn't speak.

Fei Xi scolded the little white-eyed wolf in his heart, but his voice became softer: "Is it okay? Your Majesty."

Yilin remained silent, but hugged Fei Xi and sat on the chair.

The magician's two legs hung down from the side of the chair, and the posture of sitting astride caused the nightgown to run to his waist.The king handed him the scissors: "As long as you are happy."

Fei Xi reached out and grabbed his hair, and began to carefully trim the ends of the golden hair. The broken hair fell to the ground and was caught by the earth element, but soon the scissors also fell off.

The magician shook Yilin's shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I'm cutting your hair."

Elaine said: "It's enough cutting, it's time to rest, Venus." He squeezed Fei Xi's thigh and reminded: "After all, we haven't had a good rest for many days."

After a good rest, when the king got up the next day, the magician beside him was still fast asleep, with half of his face hidden in the quilt, breathing gently.

"Good morning, Morningstar. It's time to get up." Yilin reached into the bed and woke Fei Xi up: "The knight commanders will be here today, we need to prepare early."

Fei Xi didn't open his eyes: "They come every day for the past few days, so there's no need to prepare anything."

Ilyn said softly, "But that doesn't conform to noble etiquette."

"Really? I thought His Majesty didn't care about etiquette at all." Fei Xi said coldly.

Now he has a feeling of air leakage all over his body, and his legs don't feel right, and he feels back pain when lying flat.He stretched out a hand from under the quilt and waved it: "Your Majesty, go and deal with the matter, I'll sleep later."

The morning star should be by the king's side. Yilin always thought so, so when Ussy entered the door, the first thing he saw was Fessy, who was wrapped in a blanket and sitting in a soft armchair.

The traces of hot chocolate and thick pajamas could not be covered, Ussi took two steps back, and slammed the door of the study with a cold face.

Olier: "Priest... Ussi, what's wrong?"

Ussi stared at the door without speaking, and waited for his emotions to stabilize before opening the door again.It's a pity that it wasn't a hallucination just now, Fei Xi's grandson was still slumped on the armchair with a paraplegic appearance, and shook his hand at him like an old man.

Fei Xi: "Morning."

Wuxi walked over with a sneer, relying on Yilin not being in the study to utter evil words: "Why was he finally defeated by the illness? Stroke or hemiplegia."

Fei Xi clicked his tongue twice: "Unfortunately, neither. Excessive indulgence."

"Look at you sitting here like this, not like a magician like... like a..."

"Like a spirit-absorbing elf?" Fei Xi gave him a wink.

Ussi was about to throw up, he closed his eyes and admit defeat: "Please do me a favor, accept your supernatural powers."

Fei Xi raised the book on his lap and shook it: "Do you still remember the page that was torn off from this book? I received a side mission before, which was to find the missing page, but so far there is no one. clue."

Ussi frowned: "Sub-quests? Not the main one?"

Fei Xi shook his head: "No."

Ussi sat down beside him and motioned Ollie to read by himself. After the half-blood elf walked away, he asked in a low voice: "Have you asked about your system? Could there be a bug in the program that made the main mission a side mission. "

"I haven't been able to contact it for several days. It's like disconnected from the Internet." Fei Xi felt a little uneasy, but he didn't say anything in front of Ussi, but just turned the page to the place where it was torn.

No undead can wander the world, unless.

Fei Xi tapped lightly on the broken sentence, and said softly: "I asked you to pay attention to this kind of page last time. Is there any result?"

"No." Ursi replied simply.

The two of them knew very well that both the general named Tailaner and the goddess who descended with Chuxue were undead wandering around the world.

Even the dazzling golden king may be within this range.

Fei Xi gripped the book tightly: "It's fine if these two pages have been destroyed, but they still exist in the world, so we must get them back."

Cannot be found by Tyranre, nor by Luciferia.

The two thin pages of the book are like a double-edged sword floating in the world. When Feixi is most afraid of holding the sword and stabbing Tyranne, his own hands are blurred with blood, hurting others and himself.

What's more, the injured person was not himself, but Yilin.

Compared with the king in his heart, Fei Xi hopes that he is the rotten flesh and bones that have been sleeping for 500 years.

"I will let everyone pay attention." Ussi made his greatest promise: "If the two-page book is still alive, I will try my best to get it back for you."

Fei Xi nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"But there is one thing I want to remind you, the game has more than one ending. It's just what you will get in the end, it all depends on your choice and the acquisition of props in side missions."

"I know." Fei Xi nodded, "Because I know, I don't want to miss any clues."

The magician pulled up the blanket on his body, and said softly as he nestled in the armchair: "After all, I never thought of living in such a big house. Now that I have it, I must hold on to it firmly."

Ussi laughed: "Just because of this? Not because of people?"

Fei Xi rolled her eyes: "You did it on purpose."

The door of the study room was pushed open by Yilin, and Wuxi let go of his voice on purpose and asked, "So you've made up your mind and won't go back?"

Yilin stopped, and Fei Xi glanced at him and did not speak.

Ussi urged him: "You just meant that you will not go back to the goddess, right? Your Excellency the magician."

"Shut up..." Fei Xi warned in a low voice.

Ussi also lowered his voice: "It's better to be honest. Even if you still have to go back, you have to give people a vaccination first. Although I want to be self-employed, I don't want my current boss to go crazy because my lover ran away."

Fei Xi pursed her lips and was silent for a while before she said, "Yes, I won't be going back."

After getting the answer, Yilin showed a smile on his face, and the movement of bending down and kissing Fei Xi was also very gentle, causing Wu Xi to sit aside and turn his head silently.

The army in the chaotic land has put on brand new armor and weapons. Day and night training is suspended due to the long journey the next day. People seize the time before departure to drink and have fun, and tell their loved ones their long-hidden love.

The neon lights illuminate the whole snowy night, and the chaotic city seems to have become the second Ruibi city. The girls put on the gorgeous dresses they haven’t worn for a long time, and the exquisite feather fans fan the hot and dry winter night. The sound of music mixed together, and a whirlwind blew through the city.

The white-haired earl was not fit for drinking, and sat by the window beside him, wrapped in thick fur, watching the streets and alleys of the city.

"Your milk." Fei Xi put the wooden cup in Roland's hand, followed Roland's line of sight, and couldn't help asking, "What are you looking at?"

Roland: "This reminds me of Ruibi City."

"Do you want to go back?" Fei Xi sat down beside him: "When this is over, you can..."

Roland shook his head: "No, I just saw those girls, wandering warblers wearing skirts among the crowd, which made me wonder where I am."

Fei Xi understood Liu Ying's meaning, and he corrected Roland's words: "They are no longer the same since they came here, and now they are just seeing off girls."

"I know." Roland was in a daze: "I hope they will always be like this."

"Excuse me, the people from Ruibi City..."

"I know the doubts in your heart." Roland looked at Fei Xi: "The tax in Ruibi City is the punishment given to the Ruibi family by the Luz royal family for fleeing. What can I do to accumulate gold coins the fastest?"

When the question was thrown back, Fei Xi looked at the count in front of him, with sadness hanging down his white eyelashes.

"They are protecting the dignity of the Ruibi family. They are all my family members. Even if some people think that a freak like me is not worthy of being a city lord, protecting them is my mission since birth."

Roland raised his glass to Fei Xi: "I wish you a successful start, Your Excellency the Magician."