Sword God loves to eat "fish"

Chapter 44 Stealing the Mermaid

Xia Yi, on the other hand, felt dizzy for a while, his whole body was weak, he couldn't help but staggered back a few steps, his right hand weakly supported the table behind him, "You are Sikong Zhaixing,"

He recognized this person's voice, and he remembered that this person was the King of Stealing King Sikong Zhaixing who he had seen through at a glance last time pretending to be Ximen Chuuxue.

At this moment, Xia Yi already thought that the blood on Sikong Zhaixing's body was not human blood, but the blood of poultry such as chickens and ducks, and he had mixed a lot of drugs into the blood, so that he would get sick when he touched the blood. His ways.

Although he figured out how Sikong Zhaixing plotted against him, Xia Yi couldn't figure out why he did it.

Aren't he and Ximen Chuuxue good friends? How could...

Sikong Zhaixing looked at Xia Yize who was clearly in a daze of mind but was trying to stay awake, and asked in puzzlement, "Young Master Xia, can you tell me where I showed my flaws this time?"

——After careful consideration this time, he decided to pretend to be the seriously injured Ximen Chuuxue. First, because if Ximen Chuuxue was injured, the murderous aura on his body would fade, so that the flaws in his body that did not have murderous aura would be successfully covered up. Second, because When Xia Yi saw that Ximen Chuuxue was injured, he would be concerned and confused, so he had no time to pay attention to any flaws in him - of course Sikong Zhaixing didn't think he would show flaws this time, he was just habitually cautious.

However, what he didn't expect was that this time he only kept Xia Yi a little longer than last time.

Although this moment was enough for him to succeed, it still made Sikong Zhaixing, who was always proud of his disguise technique, very depressed and confused.

That's why he couldn't help but want to ask for clarification.

"No." Xia Yi clenched his hands tightly, his nails piercing into his palms fiercely, trying to keep himself awake with the pain, "Unless your lord tells me first, why did you plot against me? Where is Simon? How is he doing now?"

"You don't want to suffer." Sikong Zaixing said, "Ximen Chuuxue is still waiting for the appointment of Lord Baiyun on the top of the Forbidden City. As for why I plotted against you... Hehe, it was because someone offered 30 taels of silver. Let me steal you from here. I have a rule that I never steal anything of value, but this time it's you, so I might as well make an exception."

"30 taels of silver, what a great deal." Xia Yi's eyes were slightly cold, "Who is it?"

"I think this price is a bit low. How rare are the South China Sea sharks? How can they only be worth 30 taels?!" Sikong Zhaixing said, "But that person asked me to steal you for one night, and the next day I will send you back, I think this business can barely be done. As for who that person is, I'm sorry, I can't reveal the client's secret, this is my professional ethics. Well, I've already said it, now it's my turn you said so."

Xia Yi was not satisfied with this answer, and even if Sikong Zhaixing really gave him a satisfactory answer, he didn't intend to tell Sikong Zhaixing how he saw his flaws.

—Because he didn't see it.

Just as Sikong Zhaixing expected, when he saw the seriously injured Ximen Chuuxue, he was in a state of confusion. How could he have the time to pay attention to whether there were any flaws in this Ximen Chuuxue?

The reason why he noticed Sikong Zhaixing's flaw was entirely because of the wrong touch.

When he stretched out his arms to hug "Ximen Chuuxue", he found that the feeling was quite different from when he hugged Ximen Chuuxue in the past. Both the hand feeling and the firmness of his chest were different from the previous Ximen Chuuxue. Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was someone else. Let her be disguised as... However, how could he tell others about such a private matter.

So Xia Yi just curled his thin lips slightly and said: "Since your honor doesn't tell who the main envoy is, I don't want to tell you what you want to know."

It was only then that Sikong Zhaixing realized that he had been fooled, and when he was about to condemn Xia Yi, he didn't believe what he said, but when he saw Xia Yi swayed, and then fell limply to the ground, he had already passed out.

Sikong Zhaixing is a generation of godly thieves, the drug he used is so strong, if it is an ordinary person, he will be unconscious as early as the next moment after being recruited. Just supported for a moment.

"Heh, you fainted quite in time." Seeing Xia Yi fell to the ground, Sikong Zaixing muttered something in a low voice, then walked up to him and hugged him lightly.

Just as Sikong Zhaixing was about to turn around and leave, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of an exquisitely crafted wooden box next to his pillow, so he put it in his arms, and then performed his peerless lightness kung fu, his body flashed in the huge courtyard and disappeared without a trace.

In an ordinary farmyard at the foot of Zijin Mountain.

Sikong Zhaixing stood in front of the simple wooden door with Xia Yi in his arms, stretched out his hand to open the door and walked in.

There was no one in the room, not even any furniture, only a bed, a table and a stool.

Sikong Zhaixing put the unconscious Xia Yi on the bed, and sat down on the only stool in the room with his legs crossed, and began to meditate with his chin resting on his hands.

In fact, there is one thing that Xia Yi doesn't know, that is, the reason why Sikong Zhaixing didn't tell him who the mastermind is, is not all because of professional ethics, the most important reason is that he himself doesn't know who that person is.

He just woke up, and suddenly found a 15 tael bank note and a note asking him to do something stuffed in the crack of the door.

The other party wrote clearly on the note that he would not do anything that would harm Xia Yize and Ximen Chuuxue, but just wanted to stop the decisive battle between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng, so he only asked Sikong Zhaoxing to steal Xia Yize out One night, the world-shattering battle between Huang and Huang was disturbed.

After he did it, another 15 taels of silver bills would be delivered to him.

Sikong Zhaixing didn't try to guess the purpose of that person, he only knew that what this person entrusted him to do happened to be what he wanted to do.

This super thief couldn't figure out why two people who clearly had no grievances had to pierce each other's throat with a sword for some inexplicable reason, and he didn't want Ximen Chuuxue's throat to be pierced by Ye Gucheng.

In this decisive battle, he was not too optimistic about Ximen Chuuxue winning.

He always felt that Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship could not be used by mortals, only those close to gods could use such a sharp and ruthless swordsmanship.

Ximen Chuuxue was already close to a god-like existence, but recently he is not.

Since he met Xia Yize, he has had human feelings.

When Ximen Chuixue, who has human feelings, meets Ye Gucheng, who can use the flying fairy from the sky, it is clear at a glance who has the greater chance of winning.

Now even in the gambling house outside, Ximen Chuuxue's odds of winning have reached two to three.

So, even if it wasn't for the 30 taels, Sikong Zhaixing would do such a thing. Of course, it would be better if he could make money.

Sikong Zhaixing pondered for a while, and suddenly felt a strong sense of tiredness, and then he really fell asleep lying on the table with his arms under his head.

In the small courtyard outside the door, two ghostly shadows suddenly appeared silently.

One of them was wearing a snow-white robe, tall and straight, but with a hideous bronze mask on his face.It looked quite creepy in the faint moonlight.

The other one was wearing a green shirt, with a thin figure, and a black scarf covering his face, revealing only a pair of eyes that were shy and introverted.

The white-robed man glanced at the green-clothed man beside him with his extremely black eyes, and said, "Are you sure he's been tricked?"

The man in the blue shirt nodded, with a hint of complacency in his eyes: "Of course. The drug I poured into the room in advance is so powerful, even if he is the king of stealing kings and a master of drugs, he must It’s impossible to understand.”

Hearing this, the man in white robe walked slowly to the door, stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door and walked in, and the man in green shirt hurriedly followed.

The white-robed man walked up to Sikong Zhaixing, stretched out his hand and took off the long sword hanging from his waist—it was obviously Xia Yize's usual saber—and then took out a small wooden box from Sikong Zhaixing's arms , it was the small wooden box that he had snatched from Xia Yize's room.

The white-robed man opened the wooden box and took out a shining pearl, then reached into his bosom, and took out a small brocade pouch embroidered with gold thread, then put the pearl into the brocade pouch, wrapped it carefully, and handed it along with the long sword to The man in the green shirt behind him said calmly: "Send someone to Ximen Chuuxue, remember to be careful, don't let him see where you came from."

The man in the blue shirt respectfully took it with both hands, bowed his head and said "yes", then turned around and walked out of the room, before disappearing into the night like a light smoke.

The white-robed man closed the wooden box tightly and put it in his arms carefully, then walked slowly to the bed, and stared down at the unconscious Xia Yize on the bed.

At this time, the full moon is rising, and Xia Yi's mermaid instinct begins to make trouble in his body, and after being drugged, his demon power has weakened, and he has already unknowingly recovered his half-demon form.

His eyes were tightly closed, and his long and neat eyelashes like a feather fan quietly covered the lower eyelids, casting a beautiful shadow.On the upper eyelids, two blue eyeshadow-like demon lines stretched to the corners of the eyes, with the tails slightly raised, which made the face more beautiful and dazzling, breathtakingly beautiful.

The white-robed man stared at the comatose half-demon young man, sighed after a long while, stretched out a slender and bony hand, and slowly touched the row of fine blue fish scales on the side of Xia Yize's face. , and then, as if uncontrollable, the fingertips slowly touched the forehead along the perfectly lined side face, and gently stroked the gorgeous facial lines on the forehead with his fingers.

"Young Master Xia...Yi Ze." The white-robed man murmured in a low voice with forgetfulness, and deep love and tenderness appeared in his deep black eyes.

He closed his eyes, then took off the bronze mask on his face, lowered his head and pressed his lips against the soft lips of the young man.

A gentle and slightly flustered kiss.

After a while, the white-robed man straightened up, feeling that his usually calm heartbeat seemed to speed up.

He raised his hand, put the bronze mask on his face again, then turned around and strode out of the house.

As soon as he walked out of the wooden house, the tenderness and infatuation of a moment ago faded from the dark eyes of the man in white robe, and became indifferent and sharp like a blade again.

A breeze blew by, his figure flashed in the night sky, and disappeared without a trace like a ghost.

Just as he came.

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The copywriting front desk did not show this landmine, but fortunately I saw it in the background~~~