"bring it on."

A sharp knife cut open the fragile chest, revealing the beating heart inside. It seemed that hot white mist was coming out of it. Blood was splattered on the clean sheets, and a slight smell of blood drifted in the room.

Under the surprised gaze, Ying completed her bet generously...

"It's impossible no matter how you think about it, right? I've also been asking about the Inazuma monster these days. Not only can normal monsters not do it, but abnormal monsters can't do it either. You're the weirdest one."

Grabbing the fox's tail that was sticking out from the gap, he rubbed the soft fur with both hands, without spending much time on techniques or methods. Ying sneered, and his blinking amber pupils shone brightly in the darkness.

"For my own safety, I do need to use another method to complete the bet, but it cannot be to praise you." A pinky ring as thick as a wrist was thrown out of the bed by the traveler. "This is a gift I spent a lot of Mora to buy for you!"

The pinky ring is dark in color, and it feels cool when you touch it with your fingers. There are some tiny iron embroidery on the corners. It is detachable and can be tightened with a screw and nut through the hole in the pinky ring.

The attendant god Yingzhai inexplicably felt that it looked familiar, as if it was something that the traveler had disassembled from a random pair of shackles.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The white-haired fox rejected the traveler's suggestion, and shook the two fox tails that were still outside with some dissatisfaction. The tail that was pressed in felt a very strange feeling.

"I can't let you get away so easily, not to mention that you're holding this thing that hasn't even been polished. Don't you notice that there's some rust on the corner? It even smells bad."

"..."

"You're forcing me!"

Changing from lying to sitting, exposing the front half of her body, holding the fox tail in her arms, Ying looked at the attendant Yingsai in front of her, with a slightly strange look in her eyes: "Do you really want me to praise you? How can you be so narcissistic!"

The attendant god Yingzhai shook his head and said sincerely: "I'm not being narcissistic. I'm just asking you to state a fact."

Unhappily shaking the fox tail in her arms, she bit her teeth, grabbed the steel plate that was hidden in her arms and pressed against her delicate skin, threw it out, and shouted angrily, "Then I'd rather give you my heart."

"Go wash your hands! Go disinfect them! Don't touch my heart with your dirty hands." Once there was a compromise, there would be a second time. Praising him was more painful than dying. Ying felt that it was time for the medical expenses she earned these days to come into play.

If something goes wrong during the process and he cannot solve it, he can also ask Liyue Port's miraculous doctor, Doctor Bai Zhu, to help treat the external injuries.

The attendant god Yingzhai was slightly surprised and sighed, "I clearly gave you a very good way to deal with it, but you insisted on completing a bet that you couldn't fulfill. The old man really cares about his reputation."

To free the fox's tail from the traveler's angry restraints, the samurai Sakurasai went to the bathroom to carefully clean his hands. In order to express his professionalism in heart-opening, he also put on a pair of rubber gloves.

"Don't worry, traveler. I have done a lot of rough work related to this kind of thing and have accumulated a lot of experience. Don't worry. I will definitely make sure you are intact and become a lively traveler again the next day."

He came to sit beside the bed, looking at the traveler in front of him who closed his eyes as if he had decided to accept it calmly, but the samurai Sakurasai had the scalpel pointed at the sword in his hand but didn't know where to start.

He is not one of the fools, so he is still a little nervous when facing this kind of thing.

"Ying, why don't you take my tail and pinch it to help me relax?"

"If I really pinch your tail, don't even think about relaxing your mind, you'll have to relax your hands and feet... You're so annoying if you keep dawdling!"

He pounced forward, pressed down the shoulders of the samurai god Yingzai with both hands, and pressed him on the bed sheet. The quilt that had just flown high happened to fall down and covered the two of them. Ying took the scalpel from his hand and cut a hole on the chest of his pajamas.

A faint red fluorescence appears in the darkness, its shape resembling a pixelated heart.

"No blood, bad review." The God of War Yingzhai retorted: "You are trying to cheat. I absolutely do not agree with your way of completing the bet. This bet cannot be resolved in this way."

"Yingzai, I'm a beautiful girl on top of you, and we're in a small world separated by a quilt. There are even a few holes in my pajamas. Don't you have any other fantasies?"

"You drank a little more when you came here today than before." The attendant god Yingzhai pondered for a while and commented.

"Really do not have?"

"Why would I have to? You didn't keep a polite distance from me when we were watching the movie a few days ago, but you've been in direct close contact these past two days. If I really had any sneaky thoughts, I would have made a move long ago."

"…You idiotic fox!"

A faint smell of alcohol permeated the small world. Ying bit her soft, clear lips and asked, "I feel like I've found you more and more pleasing to the eye in recent days. Don't you have any reaction to this?"

"It's only natural that my personality charm conquered you. Why should I express my feelings about it? Is the light of your fake fluorescent heart getting brighter and brighter?"

"Don't worry about this crude fluorescent paint. Tell me, when I bit your soul in the Wolf Leader, was it really just a simple bite? Didn't I tear off a piece and swallow it?"

He pulled out the only remaining steel plate and threw it out of the bed. With the only source of light in his small world gone, his bright eyes were blocked. Ying could only take out a torch and let the blazing flames heat up this world.

"There's always an urge to hug you."

"You are having some dirty thoughts."

"That's impossible. Tell me, did I swallow your soul?"

"It was just a derivative product of a mixture of soul and spirit. It didn't hurt the true soul origin. It recovered within two hours. Why do you care about this?"

"...So it is you, a despicable and cunning vixen, who is coveting me! I have a great reputation and am an honorary knight of the Mondstadt Knights of Favonius. How could I let you do whatever you want?"

With a pointed torch, the dancing flames were within arm's reach of the maid Sakurasai's eyebrows:

"I would rather be killed than be captured by you. Now you want my heart? Don't even think about it. Even if you get my body, you can't get my heart."

"Everything is clear now. You failed in your attempt to get my soul in the Wolf Territory. You tried to get my heart this time, and next time you will try to get my body! I will never let you succeed."

The expression on his face could not be hidden under the illumination of the flames. The attendant god Yingzai stared at the righteous traveler in front of him, his eyes slightly dimmed, and he inserted two fingers into her smooth cheeks.

"The soul product that drifted away did have an instinctive urge to return, but after you drank the potion made from my blood, this urge had long since dissipated."

"fluorescent……"

The flame suddenly went out silently, and the torch lost its ability to suppress the white-haired fox. Ying panicked: "Stop right there, shut up! Don't say those misleading words."

He firmly grasped the shoulders of the servant god Yingzai and pushed him back onto the bed sheet. Having lost his only light source, Ying was forced to move closer. His soft breath was mixed with the smell of alcohol.

"A love loser like you! You won't be easily won over by just watching a few movies with me, right? No wonder you have so many female confidantes, it turns out you are so easy to deal with."

Ying sneered sarcastically, "I thought you were some kind of expert. Maybe even the task of balancing those confidantes is done by someone else... Why don't you have the interest to refute? Don't tell me this is true!"

"Xin Hai has been a great help indeed. I have answered your question, so what do you want to do next?"

"Why are you asking me this question? I don't have anything I want to do next."

"..."

"Don't look at me like that. Do you think I'm lying?"

Ying reached her hand under the pillow and flipped through it. She had discovered three nights ago that the samurai Yingsai had equipped his room with a lot of armed equipment, especially under the pillow.

When I woke up yesterday, I took out a musket with a muzzle diameter of 15 centimeters.

-

Suddenly I wanted to go to jail in the insulation book again, and I ended up reaching the maximum level after grinding. I originally wanted to give this to Fu Fu... Let's follow up, urge for updates, and collect it!

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