I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

"Meili, do you really not need the bracelet?" Qingtian asked a little embarrassed.

When Meili heard her question, she also thought that this function was useless to her, but it might be helpful to Yilan at a critical moment.

"Yilan, as long as I can help you, of course I have no problem."

Meili's feelings for Qingtian and Qingtian's feelings for Meili are different. In Meili's eyes, this is the sister she grew up with.

Such a big thing happened. In order to prevent her family from being harmed, she had to face it and escape alone at such a young age. If it were herself, Meili would not be able to do it.

Thinking of this, Meili lowered her head and pressed her forehead against the back of her sister's hand. "Yilan, is there any other way? Let's tell our father. Let's go find Lan Zetong and His Majesty..."

There was a warm and moist feeling on the back of the hand, and the tears seemed to seep through the skin bit by bit, flow through the blood vessels, and melt into the heart, becoming an indelible sourness.

Qingtian lowered her eyelashes and said, "Meili, no matter what happens in the future, you will always be my sister."

……

July 7nd, rainy.

It was late when I woke up on a sunny day, but the sky outside was gloomy and the light in the room was very dark.

Nami lay on her belly on the carpet, like a thick wool cushion.

Qingtian stretched unconsciously. His arm no longer hurt and he recovered. I shook my feet again, feeling slightly uncomfortable and unable to exert any strength. Maybe it would be better in half a day.

Tsk, it's really amazing. The body's repair speed after the spiritual space is fused with the demon soul seeds is quite amazing. Of course, it may also be related to Lan Zetong's soup and Su Mucheng's healing power.

Thinking of how Meili had forcefully fed herself three more bowls of tonic soup as a late night snack before leaving last night, she shivered on a sunny day. Fortunately, she had finished them all, otherwise she would have had to continue this morning...

There are five days left from today. There is not much time left. If it were before, what would I do if I knew my life was about to end?

You may choose to visit relatives and friends, look at different faces, whether they are loving or hypocritical, and say things that you usually dare not say, so as to leave a deep impression and prove that you have existed.

Otherwise, go and see the scenery. Speaking of which, I didn’t seem to be keen on traveling in the past. I felt tired after walking too much and wanted to go home after walking for a long time. Walking more in the last time also saves some face for the beautiful scenery in the world and proves them. worth.

Or buy some delicious food that you like, stay at home quietly, lie down, watch dramas, read books, and quietly wait for the last moment.

It’s really fascinating, but most of the “last days” are unknown and painful...

Boom!Boom!Boom!

"Miss Yilan, it's nine o'clock. Miss Meili asked me to ask you what you want for breakfast. She will bring it over after her swordsmanship class."

The maid's voice interrupted Qingtian's random thoughts.

If Meili went to her own time and space, she would be very curly...

"Tell her, as long as it's not soup, she can eat anything!"

Qingtian slowly sat up and clicked off the bandage splint on his arm. "By the way, go ask Neke if you got the wheelchair I asked for last night. As soon as possible!"

"Okay, Miss Yilan, do you have any other instructions?"

"Two people come in, I have to go to the bathroom!"

……

Before ten o'clock, Qingtian had already eaten a rich breakfast under Meili's supervision. The two sisters sat on the big bed and sorted out the storage bracelets.

In addition to bringing breakfast, Meili also brought the bracelet she mentioned last night.

On a sunny day, it really doesn't suit her.

The bracelet is simple and old-fashioned, flat, about the width of an index finger, and made of silver-gray metal. The relief on it has been worn so much that the original pattern cannot be seen. It is inlaid with three larger and not smooth red gemstones and four fine diamonds.

According to current aesthetics, it is more suitable for older women.

The style is second, but the bracelet is a bit big. Qingtian is a little worried, "It looks a bit big."

“Don’t worry, once you connect with it, it will become a good fit, and that’s what makes it magical.”

After Meili finished speaking, she gave a demonstration. She put on the bracelet. Sure enough, the bracelet slowly changed, and the final size matched her wrist.

Qingtian had seen some items with psychic arrays before, but this was the first time he saw a transforming spiritual weapon so intuitively.

"It's amazing. This must be a top-grade spiritual weapon."

Meili raised her eyebrows and said proudly: "More than that, my father said that it is at least a sacred object, but it requires a destined person to activate those hidden functions. I mainly use it as a large warehouse."

"That's pretty good." Qing Tian quite likes it. With such a warehouse, not to mention a small vault, even mattresses and wardrobes can be taken with you.

As they talked, the two of them sorted out Yilan's storage bracelet and took out all the things inside to see which ones could be taken with them.

"Your private property is too little. Just a few spiritual stones and money are not enough. I have put all my private treasure in the bracelet. You can keep it and use it slowly."

Qingtian's mouth twitched after hearing this. In fact, Yilan's private treasury was quite large.

In addition to the top-quality spiritual stones and other objects they brought back from the imperial capital Xilan, there is also a small box of gold coins, a large box of silver coins, a lot of jewelry, various psychic toys, weapons, books...

It really deserves to be the home of a duke. Qing Tian sighed, and his fate has been kind to him. As long as he can escape this disaster, with these capital, it will not be difficult to survive in another world.

Thinking of Mei Li being so sincere towards others, Qingtian didn't know how to express it, "Meili, thank you..."

Upon hearing her tone, Meili glanced at her, immediately looked away and stood up.

"Okay, why are you being polite to me? I have another class later. You can sort it out by yourself first. If you need anything else, we'll talk about it later."

After saying that, she found a knife and pricked her finger, and used blood and thoughts to release the connection with the bracelet. "Remember, only people from the Morton family can establish contact with it using blood."

"Okay, I see."

As Meili went out, she thought of another thing. She turned around and asked, "Is it convenient for you to go to the funeral in the afternoon?"

Qingtian nodded and said sadly, "Go, I am the one who should go."

Meili also nodded slightly, "Okay, don't think too much. The ones who are wrong are those who trample on life at will."

Qingtian smiled faintly and watched Meili close the door.

Right and wrong are irreversible.

……

"Elder Su Mu, the Morton family is holding a collective funeral for their servants at the Sheeran Church in the afternoon. The Holy Lady asked you if you are interested in attending the ceremony."

Ha, Su Mucheng smiled. He has lived for so long and has killed so many people that he can’t even remember. Do you still care about this?

"Look, I'll go when I have time, and you let others watch the ceremony on behalf of the Chosen Group."

"Yes."

After the people left, Su Mucheng stopped writing, picked up the black tea, and watched the tea leaves swirling in the cup in boredom.

Morton Dao'er is really interesting. Several escort coachmen died, and it was worthy of holding a family funeral in the Imperial Capital Cathedral.

Knock your opponent? Improve family cohesion? It was a smart move. No wonder he had a good reputation both in the court and among the people.

Oh, and because he is dedicated.

Speaking of Lanzemar's choice of Yilan, there is some connection. After all, he is his descendant and her blood inheritance.

It’s really interesting, I can add a similar plot to the novel.

After thinking for a while, Su Mucheng drank the tea in the cup, picked up the pen and continued writing.

His life is too long, and writing novels can kill a lot of time.