Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 399 The Secret Treasury is Lost

She woke up very quickly.

Logically, after suffering such severe injuries and using excessive force beyond the body's capacity, he shouldn't have woken up so quickly.

It's even more inappropriate to throw off the covers and run outside.

"where are you going?"

She looked down and saw her wrist being grabbed, realizing that there was someone else near her territory.

Almost forgot.

I haven't thought about what to do with him yet.

He is from another time, and the future he sees cannot be used as a reference.

Perhaps the Emperor would like to know?

Did the Emperor issue an order to seize the Quark Clan's magical prophecy book?

No.

The emperor does not need to predict the future.

Then there's nothing she wants to know about him.

"you can go now."

I'm a little unwilling to accept it.

I really want to control him completely.

It's a pity that he wasn't in good form and didn't seize the opportunity.

Using the same old trick... the chances of success are not high.

"Rui Bu Si, you need to rest now."

He seemed not to be listening to her at all.

She had to waste time explaining, "The Emperor has a new mission..."

"I'll do it later."

Interrupted from speaking, she froze for a moment, then slowly turned to look at him, as if his words contained a hidden, unfathomable meaning.

The meaning is somewhat understood but not fully grasped.

I did notice that his eyes were red.

"If you do it later, the Dark Emperor won't do anything to you; but if you do it now, I can't guarantee I won't do anything to you."

Oh, it's a threat.

Most of the people who threatened her are no longer around.

But in her current state, she really can't beat him.

Miya Xing forcibly pulled her down to lie down and tried to put a gold coin into her palm. Her instinctive reaction was quick, and she clenched her fist along with his hand that he couldn't pull away from.

Her mind was a step behind; she picked up the gold coin to examine it, but then quickly gripped it again.

Miya Xing let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

She also loves her favorite little coins.

It's not beyond redemption.

Where were you going?

She doesn't speak.

Miya Xing inserted another gold coin.

She spoke:

Is the money you took mine?

Whether it was her voice or her restrained use of language, it was easy to tell that she was so weak that she couldn't even bluff.

Where is there any arrogance in him being tied up and spouting nonsense?

His ears started to heat up again, so he turned his head away and didn't say anything.

“Quark,” she replied, then began to scrutinize his person for any hidden money. “How much money did you steal from me?”

"The vault seal has been changed, and Mr. Carrington has given me the only key."

Gaining the old man's trust was not difficult.

He promised not to let her go out with her injury, and even Xu Jinzhao, who disliked him, stopped stopping him.

Xu Jinzhao treated all her wounds; they weren't fatal and she recovered quickly. Only a slight lingering swelling remained, requiring time to heal.

Miya Xing tidied her hair: "You can run away, or I can throw all your money on the street."

Before she could speak, Miya Xing continued, "I have no family or friends here, and the person I'm closest to is you."

The meaning was clear: she had nothing to threaten him with.

“I remember you had a great-grandfather.”

It seems that all her people have collectively chosen the path of turning their backs on the Lord.

How could someone so big have believed him, even Mr. Carrington and Little Jinzhao?

Those who have served as elders are highly skilled.

"You don't remember," Miya Xing said unfazed. "A nobody who has nothing to do with you wouldn't even register on your radar. Do you even remember his last name?"

She remained silent for a long time before asking, "What's your last name?"

Miya Xing waved away the vines that tried to wrap around his feet, gritting his teeth: "Rui Bu Si, if you waste any more of your scrolls, I won't mind tying you up."

He looked extremely angry.

I don't know what he's angry about.

She only knew that she didn't like being threatened, but she had no intention of killing him when he threatened her.

But that desire to completely control him resurfaced, making her heart itch with longing.

The way he spoke while suppressing his anger was a way of seducing her.

“You’re in such a state that you’ve barely passed the Quark Clan’s barrier, you should be caught and thrown into the magic prison.”

"Oh." What is he mumbling? What a pity, he's a Quark elder who used to be a Cute Knight.

Despite having no shortage of driving skills and combat experience, she was at a disadvantage.

How can I penetrate his body?

Her absent-mindedness was obvious, and without using mind-reading, Miya Xing didn't want to care what she was thinking.

Whatever you're thinking, don't even consider limping to your death.

"The Grim Duchess will be going on the mission, right?" With Mingmo dead, the Dark Emperor wouldn't easily let Dark Night out of his sight. "You can look in the mirror and analyze the possibility of the Grim Duchess or the Soul Summoner mocking you."

"Oh." She had to think of a way to get him to voluntarily give up control of his body.

But then he started muttering and babbling, "Wait a minute!"

"I'm going to sleep for a while, you can go now."

Thinking of her colleague's ugly face, the desire deep within her that urged her to complete the Emperor's orders as quickly as possible faded considerably.

The restless desire to wage war against the Quark race also subsided considerably.

Yes, this isn't a task that needs to be rushed.

What was she in such a hurry about?

Hmm... Yes, yes, she naturally had to complete whatever the Emperor wanted to do as soon as possible!

"Mmm." Miya Xing held the potion to her lips. "Drink it before you sleep."

order her?

Gold may truly be the best medicine.

Holding these things, the urge to kill a few people faded considerably.

"It doesn't smell very good. Is it amnesia potion?"

It wasn't Xiao Jinzhao who made it.

She wasn't sure if she could drink it.

"I'm not you. I can't just make people lose their memories so easily."

He was so angry he almost laughed, and he asked one of the questions he wanted to ask:

Why should Kiki forget?

A bag of glittering gold sat by her bedside. Even though it was originally hers, just looking at it inevitably improved her mood considerably.

His concern was genuine, and the potion contained no harmful ingredients.

However, the taste was really just average.

She only took two sips before losing her appetite, her eyelids heavy as she yawned: "That's what he said about the deal with Mingmo."

Aside from possessing him, I seem to have some trust in him.

I can't find a reason to trust.

I'm so tired, I'm too lazy to look.

“Rui Bu Si…”

She interrupted, "Don't call me that name, I don't use it, it's weird."

Do you like being called barren?

Her consciousness was beginning to blur; she was too sleepy to remember what she had said: "Name is nothing..."

"Yes, Ruibusi."

Seeing that she had really fallen asleep and showed no signs of waking up, Mi Yaxing felt a sense of helplessness, as if she had a breath stuck in her throat that she couldn't vent and could only give up.

"She's just as well-behaved when she's asleep..."

good……

Why did he use that word?

His memories started rewinding involuntarily, but he quickly stopped.

There is only one recorded instance of a battle between the Quark Clan and the Desolate Demon Lord.

Even after he joined the council of elders, he still did not have permission to view the information.

I applied.

The Grand Elder refused.

The elder of Kendall Jenner said a lot, trying to reason with me and appeal to my emotions, but I couldn't understand it.

In other words, during this period, the tasks she carried out were either extremely well hidden or involved ruthless killing with no survivors.

It's likely the latter is more common.

The paused memories resurfaced, and Mi Yaxing recalled the "crazy" way she had tied him up.

There must be a solution.

He thought of someone.

When the Soul Summoning Demon King saw him, he showed no surprise. The servants standing beside him poured them each a cup of tea.

"Bobo, find some books for this guest, books about the Emperor's magic."

Wave, wave?

That cat?

Can cats really grow into humans?!

No, it's not.

The absurd thought briefly crossed my mind before vanishing instantly.

It's just the same name.

"Ah."

The servant, who shared the same name as the cat, responded.

"Speed ​​Reading Magic," he uttered the magic incantation that Mia Star was quite familiar with, "Reading—"

The light from the scroll swept across the layers of bookshelves, some passing by in an instant, while others lingered.

From the remaining bookshelves, books came out one by one and returned to their original places. For a moment, all that could be heard was the sound of pages turning rapidly.

He looked around at the seemingly endless space that could be called a library, a mouthful of tea stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

“It’s just a minor spell,” his reaction surprised the Soul Summoner, “You…?”

"fine."

He was just used to the way Harry Potter used that magic.

No wonder Rebecca was so surprised when she saw Harry Potter use this magic.

The difference is so great that it's hard not to be surprised.

The books were soon all laid out in front of him.

Not many, and even the pages that are needed have been marked.

Miya Xing asked curiously, "Do you know what the Dark Emperor did to her?"

"I have eyes."

"Why……"

“She didn’t ask for my help, and I won’t meddle,” Huanhun said indifferently. “If she’s dead, she’s dead.”

"And what about these now?"

"The rabbit dies and the fox mourns."