Xiche also looked at the unfamiliar ceiling above his head.
He finally agreed to Xixi's suggestion and decided to sleep in the Longevity Palace.
This is the closest place to the ancestors in the entire imperial city, and it is also almost the safest place.
The reason why he agreed to Xixi's suggestion was that, in addition to trusting the ancestor's judgment, Xiche also had lingering fears about Xingze's ability.
To be honest, Xingze didn't show any terrifying combat power. What was truly terrifying about him was his realm.
Whether he can see the cause and effect on himself, or whether he claims to be able to see his future and tries to take out the Qixia Sword by force, none of this is a terrible destructive power, but it gives people a deep and unfathomable feeling. The feeling of testing.
Is this what it feels like to practice to great heights?
Xi Che really didn't know anything.
He just tried to understand the other person's existence bit by bit, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was too much to ponder.
At this moment, a pure black grimace that looked like it was drawn with ink suddenly appeared on the ceiling above his head.
"What are you thinking about?" Ghostface made a voice.
Xi Che was shocked for a moment. He reached out and grasped a yellow crystal stone beside the pillow, and then crushed it without hesitation.
This crystal was given to him by his ancestor, who told him that as long as he crushed the crystal, she would arrive immediately.
But after the crystal was crushed into powder, the empty room remained calm.
If the ancestor didn't come as promised, it meant that someone had intercepted Xi Che's request for help.
And this grimace quietly studied Xi Che's movements, and then broke into a big smile: "It doesn't seem to be working."
Seeing that his backhand was restrained, Xiche calmed down: "Who are you?"
"Xingran." The other party introduced himself without hesitation, his voice trembling with a hint of madness.
When Xiche heard his last name, he instantly understood that he was a member of the Xingche clan, and if he sneaked into the Wanshou Palace late at night to find himself, it must mean that the person who came was not good, and the good person did not come.
"Are you going to kill me?" Xi Che asked.
Because the other party hasn't made a move yet, Xi Che still has a little chance to escape.
In other words, there is absolutely no chance of escape, but as long as they are still chatting, Xi Che can delay the turn he wants.
"Maybe." The black grimace in front of him chuckled: "But someone told me that there is no way you can be killed at this time, because you still have a future."
"I'm very curious whether that old guy's judgment is accurate or not, or if I kill you now, will it prove that the old guy has become irredeemably corrupt and mediocre."
Xiche didn't know who the old guy he was talking about was. He was just quickly analyzing his current situation.
Although he had taken precautionary measures, he was still easily succeeded by the other party. Did he have to sleep in the arms of his ancestors to be safe?
The strength of this guy who calls himself Xingran is also unfathomable. Now he has no ability to deal with the opponent at all.
It’s really a dead place with no chance of survival.
Xi Che sighed in his heart, but his emotions on the surface were still very stable.
"Is this Youming?"
During the day, Xingze claimed to have used a spiritual weapon called Youming to isolate his ancestor's perception.
And now, this Xing Ran has also blocked Xi Che's connection with the world.
Can we think that Xingran also used the same spiritual weapon?
After all, he and Xingze are from the same race, so the connection is naturally very deep.
"Yes." Xingran admitted without hesitation: "It is a very useful assassination weapon, and it can also create a quiet space of solitude, so you can cry and scream."
"Even if you scream, no one will come to save you."
"You really said a very bad line." Xi Che sat up from the bed, but in his field of vision, except for the ink-drawn grimace above his head, he saw no one.
"I'm curious." Xiche looked at him and said quietly, "Why haven't you done anything yet?"
"Because I didn't come here just to kill you." Xingran said with a smile: "If you die, it's just a by-product of me coming to you."
"Are you here for Xingxi too?" Xiche's heart moved.
"Well, that old guy is very interested in this little girl, but Xixi has hidden her. If we can't find her, something bad will happen if we go back, so no matter what, we still need to find her. Okay." Xing Ran said slowly, and while saying this, the ink on his head slowly began to drip down, and they gathered on the floor, eventually becoming a puddle of thick black liquid.
Xi Che looked at the pool of liquid, watching it gradually swell and take shape. What finally appeared in front of Xi Che was a tall silver-haired man.
To Xiche's expectation, he was not a young man like Xingze, but a tall young man.
He had the same silver hair, but his originally handsome face was now occupied by a wound that cut diagonally across his entire face. This wound was ferocious and terrifying, but it seemed to have been around for a long time.
He opened his mouth and laughed: "You don't seem to be very afraid of me."
"Yes." Xiche nodded.
"I heard that Xingze is the agent of Star Lord." He looked at the other party.
"Although I don't know where you heard it, the answer is yes." Xing Ran looked at Xi Che sitting on the bed with interest.
"Some people have also mentioned that Xingze was not the first agent, and Xingze said that the agent was contaminated, so he was not eaten by him." Xiche looked at Xingran in front of him and said quietly It could be dangerous.
"You are the tainted agent, right?"
This time Xingran really showed a surprised look: "You are really interesting..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Xi Che jumping up from the bed. Like an arrow from a string, he instantly hit Xing Ran's arms, which had already condensed into a body. A red sword blade came from Xing Ran's arms. Revealed from behind.
Xi Che quickly drew his sword in the next moment, and then fled out the door like an ape. The boy increased his escape speed to the extreme, so that he disappeared outside the door in an instant.
In the room, a huge red-hot wound appeared on Xingran's chest.
This was different from the previous time when Xi Che stabbed Xing Gui. That time could only be regarded as a small test, but this time, he chose to release all the power of Qixia Sword and then penetrate the opponent's chest.
The flames at that moment could almost burn down a forest.
But now it just pokes a big hole in Xingran's chest.
This is a large hole that runs through, and black liquid is constantly flowing out from the wound, just like a volcanic crater that is constantly spewing out black magma.
Xingran stood there with an unstoppable smile on his face.
"It's really interesting. How could you find such an interesting person, Xingze."
As he said this, his body collapsed at that moment, and then redissolved into a puddle of black liquid that could not be seen to the bottom, and then slowly seeped into the floor.
